He was in a good state, with warmth all over his body and joy in his heart, when suddenly there was a crisp sound of horse hooves, breaking the silence of Qingniu Mountain.

He opened his eyes and saw six bay-red horses galloping up the sheep's intestine path, heading towards Qingniu Village. Soon they came close, reined in the horses, stopped, and shouted: "Where are all the people dead?

Hurry up and open the door!"

The voice was rough and hoarse, but powerful and resounded throughout Qingniu Mountain.

Li Muchan's handprints changed, he waved and stopped his kung fu, picked up the Fierce Sun Sword, floated off the boulder, and headed towards Qingniu Village. He wanted to meet these six men for a while. They were obviously the six leaders and one of the twelve great bandits.

six.

"Damn it, these guys are so bold, they dare to pretend to be dead!" A rough voice sounded, and suddenly there was a shout: "No need to scream, Old Ten, there should be no one inside!"

"What's going on, fifth brother?"

A steady voice sounded: "Look at the door and smell it. We haven't been fighting for so long. We really lost our vigilance!"

"This is the smell of blood!" A rough voice sounded, followed by a loud shout: "Ah——!"

Li Muchan smiled. They must have seen what was going on inside. They laughed loudly and accelerated quickly. They stepped onto the wall, passed dozens of rooms, and landed on the slope.

The six of them were looking down at the corpses on the ground, their faces so gloomy that they were almost dripping with water. When they heard laughter and saw Li Muchan appear, the six of them raised their heads and received twelve glances.

"Who are you?" A stout man stepped forward, pointed at Li Muchan and asked, his eyes gleaming fiercely as he glared at him fiercely.

The flesh of this thick and strong man's face was all stretched out horizontally. His eyes were widened and he looked even more fierce. This look was enough to make a child stop crying.

Li Muchan glanced at the six people and said in a deep voice: "Li Feng!"

"Li Feng? You, unknown young man, did you kill these people?" The big man curled his lips and squinted at Li Muchan, asking disdainfully.

Li Muchan nodded slowly: "They aided the tyrants, and they deserve to be punished for their crimes. I am doing justice for God!"

The big man still stared at Li Muchan with disdain: "Good boy, can you kill them all by yourself?"

Li Muchan said: "Are you the Twelve Bandits?"

The big man patted his chest: "We are the Qing Niu Twelve Heroes! ...I am the tenth most popular. If you want to die, I will help you!"

Li Muchan smiled: "Very good, you just have to die!"

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He didn't wait for the big man to speak again, stepped in front of him, and smashed his fist into the big man's chest. He used the form of transformation, combined with the divine fist, which was very powerful.

The big man flew straight out as if he was hit by a huge tree, and bumped into the other five people.

A middle-aged man in black floated up to catch the big man and flew out. The two fell heavily ten feet away and lay motionless on the ground.

The expressions of the other four people changed slightly, and they stared at Li Muchan. They could see at this moment that Li Muchan's cultivation was profound.

A middle-aged man in blue walked up to the two of them, looked down, shook his head, and finally pressed down on the middle-aged man in black.

"Wow!" The middle-aged man in black suddenly opened his eyes and spurted out a stream of blood.

The middle-aged man in blue sighed, turned around and said, "Old Ten is dead. Eleven was injured by the shock and can no longer do anything."

He sighed: "What an awesome boy, let's go together!"

"Deal with him together!" A middle-aged man in gray snorted in a deep voice.

The four of them threw down their horse reins and stood around Li Muchan. The four directions formed a square, sandwiching Li Muchan in the middle.

The middle-aged man in gray clothes said solemnly: "Why is Li Feng, Young Master Li, an enemy of our Qingniu Mountain?"

Li Muchan said calmly: "If there is any unevenness on the road, someone will plow it away. You, the twelve great bandits, have committed evil acts and deserve to die in the end. I will do justice to God!"

The middle-aged man in gray clothes frowned, looking solemn and solemn, obviously not believing what Li Muchan said.

Li Muchan hummed: "As long as I kill the twelve great bandits of yours, I can not only do justice for heaven, but also become famous all over the world. Why not kill two birds with one stone?"

"It turns out it's to become famous all over the world!" The middle-aged man in gray shook his head and sighed: "It's true that you chose the wrong person. If we catch you, we won't kill you immediately!"

Li Muchan sneered: "Oh——?"

The middle-aged man in gray clothes smiled: "We will make you regret coming to this world. You will not be able to die even if you want to, and you will not be able to live even if you want to!"

Li Muchan smiled, and with a flash of sword light, he swung the Fierce Sun Sword and rolled in the four people, making a killing move with the sword.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." The four of them drew their swords to protect themselves, and clashed with the Fierce Sun Sword to create a crisp sound that made people's blood boil.

The martial arts of these four people are vastly different from those of the other minions, and even better than Song Buxu. When the four of them work together, their moves are linked together to form a combined attack technique.

Generally speaking, masters are helpless when encountering this combined attack technique. Unless they have a devastating internal force, they will be exhausted and die.

Li Muchan's inner strength is profound, extremely strong and yang, fierce and domineering, indestructible, and able to rebound other people's inner strength. This is the secret of the true solution of the three yangs.

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty moves passed, and Li Muchan wielded his sword gracefully, dealing with the four of them with ease. The four of them were not in a hurry, their expressions were calm, and the light of the sword was like a waterfall. It seemed beautiful but contained murderous intent.

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