Easygoing

Meng Qiuxia nodded. She hated the short and thin old man very much. Seeing him end up in such a situation, she only felt relieved but not pity. If Junior Brother Li hadn't come back, she would have ended up in a very miserable situation.

She floated forward and punched the short, thin old man in the face, thinking to herself that even if she couldn't beat him, she would still disturb him so that he could not heal his wounds in peace.

This punch was light and weak, and she was ready to change her moves at any time. She knew how powerful this little old man was, and she was definitely no match for him.

There was a muffled "bang" sound, and Meng Qiuxia looked at her fist in shock, then at the thin old man lying on the ground with his head upturned, and then turned to look at Li Muchan in confusion.

She couldn't believe that this old man was so powerful that he was knocked down by her punch?

Li Muchan's sword light suddenly surged, the light expanded a bit, entangled the tall old man who was trying to escape, and shouted loudly: "Take his life while he is sick, senior sister, use a hidden weapon to greet him!"

Meng Qiuxia came back to her senses, shook her right hand slightly, and a silver shuttle appeared in her hand. She shook her hand and shot it at the old man on the ground. This was the Haitian Palace's unique hidden weapon, the Polang Shuttle.

A ray of silver light burst out, and the thin old man slipped smoothly, barely avoiding the silver shuttle, but then spit out a blood arrow, and his small green bean-like eyes shot out an angry light.

Meng Qiuxia raised her eyebrows and shook her left hand to shoot out a ray of silver light.

The thin old man wanted to avoid it, but couldn't move. He could only barely raise his left hand to protect his chest. The silver light drawn by the shuttle penetrated his left palm and penetrated into his heart.

"Uh..." The thin old man screamed, kicked his legs twice, then fell silent, and dropped his left hand sluggishly.

"Old Song!" the tall old man shouted angrily, like a wolf howling, making the mountains, rivers and woods tremble.

Li Muchan remained unmoved, the sword light was like a cocoon, and it was wrapped around him continuously, getting tighter and tighter, and becoming thicker and thicker, using the Nine Swords of the Sea.

He was confident that no one in Nanli could recognize the Nine Swords of the Canghai. Moreover, the Nine Swords of the Canghai had already broken away from their original barriers and undergone fundamental changes. He firmly believed that even if the master came, he would only be able to vaguely see the shadow of the Nine Swords of the Canghai. He did not dare to

confirm.

After he came to Xinghu Xiaozhu, he visited various martial arts schools in Xinghu Xiaozhu and understood the essence of Duanyue Sword. His understanding of swordsmanship was even better than before.

The tall old man was frightened and angry, and roared again.

He didn't expect that Old Song Dynasty would end up here, and his majestic life would die so cowardly, at the hands of a little girl. Is there some kind of retribution?

Meng Qiuxia was also surprised. She didn't expect to kill an unattainable master with her own hands.

Li Muchan's sword net was like a cocoon, tightly wrapped around the tall old man. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not get out of the sword net. The sword net kept sapping the old man's energy.

Li Muchan's sword contains strange internal energy. The earth energy and the wood energy are like two water pillars, entangled with each other. They are as sharp as a drill and are designed to destroy the internal energy.

Therefore, it was not Li Muchan's exquisite swordsmanship that achieved such an effect, but his strange strength, which forced the old man to use countless exquisite moves, but in vain.

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After turning hundreds of moves, the tall old man's sword became slower and slower, and his whole body seemed to be tied with countless ropes. Every movement was extremely strenuous, like carrying a huge mountain.

He persisted until now, but his internal energy was almost exhausted. He wanted to use some special moves but was unable to do so. He originally wanted to see it again, and wait until Li Muchan's internal energy was exhausted before he could kill with one blow.

But he misjudged Li Muchan's internal strength and swordsmanship. He secretly thought that it was no wonder that Lao Song was in trouble. The power of the sword was really weird, as pure as a real iron snake, which could not be driven away if it penetrated his body.

Li Muchan secretly admired the old man's pure inner strength and full resilience, but also vaguely felt that he had a unique skill and would strike back at any time, so he needed to be alert.

It seems that he has the upper hand, but he has to tense up and be careful of his back moves at all times. It is not relaxing at all, but more energy-consuming.

Fortunately, he had a strong spirit. Although he was always tense, he still persevered. The internal force on the sword became stronger and stronger, and the pressure on the old man increased.

He suddenly shook his body, and there was a chaotic sound like fried soybeans. Then his body swelled up, and his strength suddenly increased, as if he was about to escape from Li Muchan's sword net.

Li Muchan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and finally showed off this move. As far as he knew, all the great families had secret skills that stimulated potential, some were brilliant, and some were just worse.

It's a pity that the old man used it too late, otherwise he wouldn't have ended up like this. Li Muchan's sword skills were exquisite, and he applied force layer by layer to weave a net. The weaving became denser and denser. As time went by, the net weaved became thicker.

, the more powerful it is, the old man used this technique decisively before, maybe he still had a chance to escape, but now it is difficult.

Li Muchan's inner strength surged out to suppress the old man. The old man was unwilling to give up and moved his feet, from left to right, from front to back, and the two of them moved back and forth on Wuyou Cliff.

Wherever she passed, the stones on the ground turned into powder. Meng Qiuxia dodged left and right, not daring to get close. When she was injured, Li Muchan moved a few stones to shield her from the wind. These stones were not spared and were swept away by Li Muchan's sword light.

arrived and turned into a pile of pebbles.

Meng Qiuxia was secretly dumbfounded. She didn't expect that Li Muchan's skill was really shocking. Even the master might not have such ability. Xinghu Xiaozhu should not be underestimated.

Suddenly a long roar sounded, Li Muchan's expression changed, he turned around and said: "Sister Meng, you go first!"

Meng Qiuxia also felt that something was not good. This old man was shouting, obviously to greet his companions. He was so powerful, so his companions must be good. Once he came, he would be in trouble.

She looked embarrassed: "I can't leave Wuyouya!"

Li Muchan swung his sword like lightning and said in a deep voice: "This is still the forbidden area of ​​Haitian Palace!"

Meng Qiuxia shook her head: "Forget it, I can't leave."

Li Muchan sighed helplessly, his eyes flashed with golden light, and the sword's power suddenly increased sharply, overwhelming the old man and suffocating him.

The tall old man roared angrily and resisted with all his strength. His moves were exquisite, but Li Muchan changed his sword technique from just now, abandoning the Canghai Nine Swords and using the Duan Yue Knife technique.

Use the sword to chop or chop. The sword contains the power of the Duanyue Sword. It is very strange. The power penetrates directly through the meridians and penetrates to the heart.

The tall old man felt that every time he took the sword, his whole body trembled with a buzzing sound, as if the force had penetrated his entire body, and his whole body suddenly felt numb.

After so many cuts, his body became stiff, his movements sluggish, and he became increasingly ineffective.

"Tsk!" He was hit by a sword in the shoulder.

Li Muchan showed no mercy, and struck one sword after another. A drop of blood spilled from the sword, and then he stabbed out. The old man couldn't dodge, and was hit by another sword on the shoulder.

Both swords struck his left shoulder, but had no effect on his sword movement. Li Muchan also wanted to strike his right shoulder, but although the old man was outnumbered, he still had some strength left, and his movement skills were superb, as slippery as a catfish.

A long roar came from a distance, shaking the world. Li Muchan frowned and heard that the distance was only a dozen miles, and he could be here in a blink of an eye. This man had deep internal strength and was also a formidable enemy.

Another long roar came, and Li Muchan frowned again. This person's internal strength was not inferior to the one just now, and he was also a powerful enemy. Although the directions were different, they were both troublesome.

Meng Qiuxia was overjoyed: "Junior brother Li, he is the master!"

Li Muchan turned around and asked, "That was the head of the White House just now?"

Meng Qiuxia nodded: "Exactly! I can hear Master's voice!"

Li Muchan shook his head and frowned: "I don't want to involve Haitian Palace, but it seems I can't do it!"

He didn't care about anything else, and immediately used the Burning Lamp Technique, and the internal energy burned like a lantern. Suddenly, the internal energy surged like a giant wave crashing over a cliff, and the internal energy on the sword became even more powerful and terrifying.

As soon as the old man's long sword connected with his sword, it immediately stagnated, and his inner strength froze. He wanted to break through the restraints, but he couldn't do it as well as before.

During this delay, Li Muchan's sword light had arrived, and the sword penetrated his heart. Then he drew his sword and dodged, just in time to avoid the blood arrows spurting out, and arrived in front of Meng Qiuxia.

He reached out to pick up Meng Qiuxia and floated down the cliff. Meng Qiuxia struggled to no avail. Her waist was fixed by Li Muchan, like an iron clamp. She turned around helplessly and said: "Junior brother Li, let me go quickly!"

Li Muchan floated down, shook his head and sighed: "It's useless for you to stay. If you go down to Wuyou Cliff, you should go back to Haitian Palace first to avoid getting involved in this matter."

Meng Qiuxia said helplessly: "I can't leave Wuyou Cliff no matter what."

Li Muchan said: "If you don't leave the cliff, when the Lin family arrives on the cliff, they will definitely vent their anger on you, or torture you to force you to tell me where I am."

"All I have to do is point in a random direction!" Meng Qiuxia said, struggling for a moment: "As soon as I get to Wuyou Cliff, all my previous efforts have been wasted, and all the hard work and torture have been in vain!"

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Her cheeks were crimson and as delicate as a peony. The breath of Li Muchan's body floated into her nose, and the unique breath made her whole body feel weak and her cheeks felt hot.

Li Muchan shook his head: "You are not as simple as you think. The Lin family is used to being domineering. They would rather kill the wrong person than let them go. I will never let you go because of the beauty of your country, Senior Sister Meng!"

Meng Qiuxia struggled twice more and suddenly softened. She felt her skin rubbing against his, and the heat from her skin spread through her clothes and straight into her heart.

Although she was committed to Xia Wufeng for life, they had no physical contact. It was the first time she was so close to a man, and she felt that her body was no longer hers.

Li Muchan floated to the ground, turned into a wisp of smoke and went into a nearby forest. The forest was so gloomy that it blended in with the surrounding rocks, making it invisible to people hiding in it.

He released his big hands from Meng Qiuxia's waist. Although her body was flexible and her hand felt excellent, she was not moved. A friend's wife should not be bullied, and she was his sister-in-law, so she could not tolerate evil intentions.

Although he was very beautiful, he still adhered to this principle and said to Meng Qiuxia: "Senior Sister Meng, wait until I do something on top and let out a long roar, then you start back to Haitian Palace... and go through the woods. There is no need to cover up your whereabouts.

, upright, frank, as if he doesn’t know me and has nothing to do with me!”

"Junior Brother Li..." Meng Qiuxia was worried. Although his martial arts were astonishing, the masters of the Lin family were not vegetarians, and their martial arts were also astonishingly high.

Li Muchan smiled: "Sister, don't worry, if I really can't fight, I'll run away. If you're not here, I'll fight if I want to, and run if I want to!"

Meng Qiuxia nodded. If it hadn't been for her just now, he would have run away long ago and would not have fought with the two old men. She bit her red lips and whispered softly: "Be careful and don't show off!"

Li Muchan waved his hand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood. I understand. If it doesn't work, I'll run back to Xinghu!"

At this time, another whistle sounded, right next to my ears.

Li Muchan floated on the cliff, waving his hands to her in the air, his clothes fluttering, like a rope pulling him straight up, and in an instant he was on the Wuyou Cliff.

Li Muchan's clear and long laughter rang out: "What a Lin family. They have really spent a lot of money. Come on, let me take a look at the people in the Lin family!"

"You killed both Lao Song and Lao He?!" A thunderous roar sounded.

Li Muchan's laughter came: "Yes, although these two people's martial arts are powerful, they are not good enough. If you can't succeed, you might as well leave quickly. God is kind to people, and I really can't bear to kill more!"

"Fart, give me a stick!" A thunderous shout rang out.

Li Muchan roared loudly and laughed loudly: "Okay, I'll learn how to use your stick for a while!"

Just as Meng Qiuxia was about to leave, another long whistle sounded in her ears. She was standing still, and when she heard the voice of her master Bai Xiaotian, she couldn't help but worry.

If it were in the past, she had deep confidence in her master Bai Xiaotian's martial arts, and felt that even if his master's martial arts were not the best in the world, he was still one of the best, and there were only a few winners.

Having just witnessed the martial arts of the two old men and Li Muchan's martial arts, she suddenly changed her mind and knew that although the master's martial arts was strong, he might not be able to defeat Junior Brother Li.
To be continued...