Li Muchan smiled and said, "Senior Shangguan's injury has healed?"

Shangguan Hong's face was covered with white gauze, and he looked graceful and graceful. His autumn eyes showed a smile: "I'm sorry to see you, it's just a minor injury, not worth mentioning."

Although she had a smile in her eyes, Li Muchan could feel a bone-chilling chill, and a murderous intent rushing towards her face.

Zhang Jinglan stood up, bowed, and whispered: "Master."

"Do you still recognize me as your master?" Shangguan Hong's bright eyes flickered like ripples of light.

Zhang Jinglan pursed her lips and said nothing, with a stubborn look on her face.

Li Muchan broke the deadlock and said with a smile: "Miss Lan, are you okay?"

Lan Meier rolled her slender eyes, gave him a roll of her eyes, and snorted: "Smelly monk, I will remember this account well!"

She then pursed her lips and chuckled: "Oh, I don't have to remember it, you are going to die anyway!"

Li Muchan's words seemed concerned. She heard the sarcasm and wanted to slap him a few times, but thinking about her own martial arts, she didn't dare to do it.

"Isn't it too early to say whether he will live or die?" Li Muchan touched his nose and said with a slight smile.

Shangguan Hong turned around and looked: "Mingkong, you are very good!"

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Oh——?"

Shangguan Hong said: "Since taking over the Heavenly Demon Sect, you are the first person to hurt me."

Her voice was calm and her expression was calm and gentle. It seemed like a compliment, but it was filled with coldness.

Li Muchan touched his nose and said with a smile, "It's just a fluke."

Shangguan Hong smiled lightly: "You don't have to pretend, which sect are you a disciple of?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Junior dare not say that, but for seniors with such status, it would be a sin to vent their anger and seek revenge!"

Shangguan Hong stared at him for a long time and sighed: "With such an outstanding disciple, he must not be an unknown person. I will know as soon as I check."

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Of course I can't hide it from the seniors, but I also know where the Heavenly Demon Sect is. My martial arts skills are low, so I don't know how they compare with the experts from the Heavenly Demon Sect. I want to learn from each other."

Shangguan Hong's eyes suddenly condensed, and his gaze was like lightning.

Li Muchan looked at her with a smile, and their eyes collided in the air, as if sparks were flying.

Lan Meier secretly admired that under the master's momentum, there was really no one in the younger generation who could talk and laugh like this without falling behind.

The two people looked at each other, as if they were actually fighting swords.

After a long while, Shangguan Hong snorted coldly and said: "It's a shameless statement, I want to take a look!"

After the purple shadow flashed, her jade palm touched Li Muchan's chest.

Li Muchan kept his feet still, raised his right fist attentively, slowly stretched out his thumb, and pressed Shangguan Hong's tall chest from afar.

There was a "buzz" sound and the air vibrated.

Lan Meier and Zhang Jinglan swayed their clothes and hurriedly performed their exercises and stood still, as if they were in the midst of turbulent waves.

Shangguan Hong stared closely at Li Muchan's fingers, removed his palm to protect his chest, and pushed out his left palm lightly.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and she was pushed flatly one foot away by the huge force. Her pink back was pressed against the table, her delicate body leaned back, and there was no way to retreat.

Li Muchan retracted his thumb and pointed out his index finger.

"Chi!" With a slight whistle, Shangguan Hong pushed out his right palm.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, followed by a "click" sound, the table fell apart, and the dark guqin slid onto the thick white carpet.

Shangguan Hong couldn't help but lean back, his waist was slender, and he held it tightly. The white gauze scarf on his face swayed, revealing pink cherry lips and a jaw as delicate as snow.

Li Muchan coldly closed his fingers and extended his middle finger to point at Shangguan Hongsu's chest.

"Woo..." Like the roar of the wind, the force of his fingers came out. Shangguan Hongman twisted his waist, stood up straight, and pushed out his left palm.

"Bang!" Amidst the muffled sound, she slid back again and hit the wall hard. There was another muffled "bang" sound, and her delicate body almost fell out of the window.

When the room became dark, she happened to block the window.

Lan Mei'er was secretly worried. It was obviously no big deal and the moves had nothing to do with subtlety. Why didn't the master run away and fight with him?

Then he realized that the smelly monk's finger strength was weird. The master had no time to suppress his energy and had to fight hastily. Otherwise, with the master's physical skills, how could he be in such a predicament?

Li Muchan coldly retracted his middle finger and pressed his ring finger on her breast.

"His!" Like a poisonous snake spitting a message.

Shangguan Hong turned over and dodged the finger in embarrassment without caring about his face.

There was a crisp "pop" sound, and a ball of powder exploded from the bottom of the window frame, floating down, and a section of the door frame about the length of a palm disappeared into nothing.

Li Muchan's expression was firm, he quickly retracted his ring finger and pointed out his little finger.

After a silence, "Boom!" Like a pebble falling into a deep well, a small hole appeared in the wall, revealing light, and it was penetrated.

Shangguanhong turned over again, and the small hole was exactly where she was just now.

She fluttered back and shouted coldly: "Stop!"

Li Muchan stopped his hand and said with a smile: "Is the martial arts of this junior still eye-catching?"

Shangguan Hong looked at him coldly and hummed: "No wonder you are so confident. It turns out that your martial arts has greatly improved. What kind of fingering is this?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Let's call it the ring finger. How powerful is it? I hope seniors can correct me!"

"Hmph, what a ring finger!" Shangguan Hong sneered and curled his lips: "It's really amazing!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Junior, trying hard to get hurt, points out a finger. Senior, do you think you can catch it?"

Shangguan Hong was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "Okay, you are awesome!... Mei'er, let's go!"

"Master...?" Lan Mei'er couldn't believe it and was speechless.

Shangguan Hong glanced at her, and the purple shadow flashed and disappeared. Lan Meier was so anxious that she stretched out her hand and shouted: "Master, wait for me!"

She turned her head and glanced at Zhang Jinglan, then glared at Li Muchan: "Smelly monk, I will come to you again, just wait!"

After saying that, she flashed out of the window and chased after Shangguan Hong.

In the blink of an eye, the room returned to tranquility, with only the gentle breeze blowing.

Li Muchan let out a long breath, slowly sat down on the couch, and said with a wry smile: "What a risk! What a risk!"

Zhang Jinglan stared at Li Muchan in a daze, his eyes bright and round, staring at him without blinking. He didn't say anything for a long time, which made Li Muchan feel scared.

"Jinglan, what do you think I'm doing?" Li Muchan asked with a smile.

Zhang Jinglan said: "Master, when did you gain such powerful kung fu?"

She had seen Li Muchan's martial arts. Although it was powerful, it was far behind compared to his master. Now he was able to force his master back, which was really unusual.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, it would have been hard for her to believe that a young man could defeat his master.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "The last time I fought with senior, I had some enlightenment in my heart and made some progress, so I was able to scare senior. In terms of real ability, I can't do it."

He can defeat Shangguan Hong and benefit from the Canghai Divine Sword. If it weren't for his unique finger strength, his fight with Shangguan Hong would still be a disaster.

He has deep internal strength, which is inferior to that of Shangguan Hong. In terms of the subtlety of his martial arts moves, he is even worse. It is all due to the power of the Canghai Divine Sword that he can conquer the world with one move.

Zhang Jinglan sighed: "You were able to force Master to retreat and spread the word, shocking the world. You are undoubtedly the number one master of the younger generation."

Li Muchan smiled and said, "The Heavenly Demon Sect is famous outside?"

Zhang Jinglan was startled, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "On the contrary, most people don't know about the Heavenly Demon Sect at all. Only some people at the top have heard of this name... The disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect do not join the world and have to practice in seclusion."

"You are an exception." Li Muchan smiled.

He was very interested in Zhang Jinglan's past affairs and unknowingly led him here.

Zhang Jinglan smiled, a little sadly: "Yes, I am an unworthy disciple..."

"Are you really still angry with your senior?" Li Muchan asked.

He sat cross-legged and stared at Zhang Jinglan at leisure, as if he wanted to listen to the story, and said with a smile: "It seems to me that Jinglan is not angry anymore."

Zhang Jinglan shook his head and smiled bitterly, sighing quietly, looking lonely.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "If you are not angry anymore, let's reconcile with senior. I think senior has very deep feelings for her. He came to hunt you because he hates iron but cannot make steel."

Zhang Jinglan remained silent and stared out the window motionlessly.

At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a statue of a jade girl. His whole body was filled with a poignant and beautiful aura, exuding endless attraction that men could not refuse.

Even though Li Muchan had a deep meditation skills, his heart suddenly skipped a beat when he saw this situation. Her facial features were exquisite and her beauty was extremely beautiful. Her appearance at this moment was even more melancholy and delicate.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "What on earth is going on? Who did she kill, senior?"

Although he had a vague guess, he still wanted to hear Zhang Jinglan say it in person.

Zhang Jinglan turned to look at him, was silent for a moment, and sighed: "He is a friend of mine."

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Friends?...What kind of friends? They must be very good friends, right?"

Zhang Jinglan rolled her eyes at him and snorted: "What are you thinking about!... A very ordinary friend. Because he did me a favor, he moved around more."

"Then why did your master kill him?" Li Muchan asked with a smile.
To be continued...