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Li Muchan took a look at this young monk. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and there was an evil spirit between his eyebrows. He knew at a glance that he was not a good person.

Li Muchan paid tithe, shook his head and said, "I don't want to disturb everyone's meditation, but the people from Tianji Tower are hiding here, so I have to come."

The young monk's eyes were very big, and he glared slightly at this moment, with a fierce light: "What is the secret building of Tianji Tower? Our temple does not accept outsiders, I forgive you, young monk, for not knowing."

Li Muchan said calmly: "The people in Tianji Tower make a living by assassinating, and they have committed endless crimes. If my young master protects them, they will be burdened with their sins and cannot enter the Paradise. They will go to hell!"

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The young monk's expression changed, his eyes widened, and he said coldly: "This benefactor, don't talk nonsense. I don't know if there is any Tianji Tower in our temple. Please come back!"

Li Muchan laughed, shook his head and said, "It seems we are really a family, so we have no choice but to offend!"

He suddenly appeared behind the young monk and slapped his vest.

The young monk snorted coldly and struck back with an overlord's elbow. Li Muchan's right palm collided with it, and the young monk immediately flew out and hit the ginkgo tree.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the ginkgo tree trembled. The young monk slid down the trunk, immediately propped himself up with his other hand, and shouted angrily: "What a thief, plotting a sneak attack, here comes someone!"

More than a dozen young monks emerged from the temple gate and quickly surrounded Li Muchan. They pointed long knives at him diagonally. The sword's light was cold and their eyes were cold, as if they were looking at a dead person.

Li Muchan slowly pulled out his right sword: "You are also from Tianji Tower!"

A young man with a face like a shoehorn sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, you dare to break into my Jingming Temple, you are so brave, you will die!"

He shook the long knife, making a "buzz" sound, and then the blade trembled, like a twisting spiritual snake coming over and striking directly at Li Muchan's chest.

As soon as he moved, more than a dozen knives moved at the same time. The blades trembled like snakes and flew towards various parts of his body. Each one performed his own duty and took care of his own position.

These dozen knives completely blocked all directions of Li Muchan, wrapping him like a net, making him unable to escape.

Li Muchan drew his left sword and swung it, and then swung his right sword out, performing the looping style of the Duanyue Sword Technique. The two swords formed a silver screen of light, protecting himself in the middle and making it airtight.

"Ding ding ding ding..." In a series of clear sounds, three knives flew out.

Li Muchan let out a long laugh, defended with his right sword, and used his left sword to perform the Mountain Splitting Style, slashing out with one strike, and the man on the opposite side flew out with his sword.

These dozen or so monks were not very powerful in martial arts, but they were exquisite in their swordsmanship and their combined attack formations. For others, they were quite powerful, but Li Muchan was able to restrain them.

His divine power is astonishing, and with the increase in his internal strength, it becomes even more astonishing. With two swords, one for attack and one for defense, it is like two people attacking together, and it is extremely powerful.

One person flew out, and three swords were gone. Four swords were missing at once, and the formation suddenly stalled. During this delay, Li Muchan dodged and escaped from the formation.
Chapter completed!