Fan Wenshan secretly cursed in his heart, the people of Taiyi Sect were really overbearing and spoke in such a bossy tone. If he listened, wouldn't he become his subordinate?!

He smiled slightly and said: "Wang Shaoxia, you are a high disciple of Taiyi Sect and you are magnanimous. Why do you have to meet him like a drunkard and humiliate your identity?"

Seeing this, Li Muchan secretly praised Fan Wenshan for being rare, and laughed: "Brother Fan, just sit on the wall and watch how I deal with the disciples of Taiyi Sect. Hey, they guys really think that the martial arts people in the world are easy to bully.

Killed their slaves!"

"Brother Li, just tell me a story!" Fan Wenshan said with a bitter smile.

Li Muchan shook his head and said: "I want to teach this kid a lesson and let him understand that we are not really afraid of them, but we just find it troublesome, so we are avoiding them, so as to prevent Taiyi Sect from taking advantage of them and causing trouble!"

Hearing his words, the surrounding martial arts people secretly applauded, but they were intimidated by the majesty of Taiyi Sect and did not dare to shout out. However, they all stared at him excitedly, with bright eyes.

Fan Wenshan sighed, feeling happy that there was a step down that would allow him to go against the people of Taiyi Sect. He really didn't have the courage to do so. His own life and death was a small matter, and it only concerned two other disciples of Wanjian Sect.

Then it’s best to compromise!

Li Muchan hummed: "Wang, let's draw a path. Do you want to compete with fists and kicks or swordsmanship?"

"Swordsmanship!" Wang Heting said solemnly.

Li Muchan sneered: "You want to die, then I will help you!"

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He slowly pulled out the long sword from his waist, but it was a dark long sword, but it was not his Mo Feng, but another sword.

This was a gift from Shui Yunyan of Yubing Pavilion, and it matched his identity so as not to be spotted.

Wang Heting slowly drew his sword. The sword was bright and a faint cold air filled the air. At first glance, he knew it was a sword. The disciples of Taiyi Sect were indeed wealthy, and people secretly sighed.

As soon as he pulled out the sword, Wang Heting's whole person changed. All the previous impetuousness and cold arrogance completely disappeared. It was as if he had changed into a different person, becoming as gentle and calm as a pool of spring water.

When he raised his sword, he stood there calmly and calmly, with the air of a master. Fan Wenshan secretly took a breath, he was indeed a disciple of Taiyi Sect!

Looking at Li Muchan again, after he drew his sword, there was no change in his temperament. He was still as normal as before, looking sideways at Wang Heting in a nonchalant manner.

Li Muchan raised his sword and snorted: "My surname is Wang, although my name is Strange Hand Scholar, my sword skills are no worse than my boxing skills... Come on, I want you to understand that Taiyi Sect disciples are not the best in heaven."

Proud son!"

Wang Heting felt that his words were extremely harsh. He couldn't bear to listen anymore and shouted: "Look at the sword!"

The light of the sword flashed, turning into a bit of cold light and piercing Li Muchan's chest. However, Li Muchan drew his sword and turned it into a sword, slashing straight through.

He did not dodge or dodge, it was a lose-lose style of play. Wang Heting was shocked and was beyond his expectation. He had no choice but to avoid it and had to change his moves midway.

Li Muchan took advantage of the situation and took a step forward, swung his sword and slashed down like a rainbow.

Wang Heting didn't have time to use his second move. When he saw the sword light covering his bottom, he had no choice but to take a step and avoid it again, feeling extremely angry.

He had always taken the initiative when fighting with others, but now he was suppressed and beaten by others as soon as he made a move. He was really depressed. He drew the sword a few seconds faster, and the murderous intention surged.

Li Muchan chuckled and said, "A disciple of Taiyi Sect is nothing more than that!"

While he was speaking, his feet changed. He approached again and struck straight down. The long sword completely transformed into a long sword, and the sword was like a white rainbow.

Wang Heting sneered, and suddenly the sword light brightened and turned into a ball of silver light, blocking the top of his head.

"Ding ding ding ding..." In a series of clear sounds, the two men's swords intersected, and it seemed that a dozen swords were exchanged in a moment.

Li Muchan stepped forward without any intention of retreating and kept attacking, but Wang Heting kept retreating, his face was ashen and his eyes were yellow.

He didn't expect that he would actually be at a disadvantage in the hard fight. This person looked arrogant in his words, but he had the ability to be arrogant. His internal strength was extremely deep, and he was even better than him.

It seems that if he wants to win, he can only attack with long attacks and give full play to his own advantages. He can't take action casually. He took a deep breath, his livid face became serious, and he stared at Li Muchan.

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Li Muchan laughed while attacking wildly: "Disciples of Taiyi Sect, disciples of Taiyi Sect are like this, haha..."

He suppressed Wang Heting and attacked wildly, clearly having the upper hand. From the previous style of losing both sides to the current wild attack, he took the lead step by step. He won purely by military skills, not by overwhelming martial arts.

However, as a result, everyone became more and more impressed. They immediately cheered and cheered. They were so excited that they didn't care about the disciples of Taiyi Sect. Anyway, the law does not blame everyone. There are many people who applauded here. People from Taiyi Sect

Can you remember them all?

Li Muchan laughed and said: "Wang, listen, listen to everyone's cheers, you know how unpopular your Taiyi Sect is!"

Wang Heting moved his sword to resist the dense sword light. Wu Xia was distracted and could only sneer a few times, his face so gloomy that he could drip water.

The internal power on Li Muchan's sword was extremely strange, and Wang Heting's internal power and mental skills were wonderful, but he was unable to turn defeat into victory and defy this declining trend.

Taiyi Sect's mental method is exquisite, endless, and full of tenacity. It is almost difficult to destroy. As long as you persist, you can always turn defeat into victory.

But this time when he met Li Muchan, it was like meeting his nemesis. The internal force on Li Muchan's sword was extremely weird, like an electric current. The internal force penetrated into his hand, and half of his body went numb. He was busy using his kung fu to dispel it, and had no time to change his moves.

Able to cope passively.

He secretly gritted his teeth and held on, wanting to hold on until Li Muchan's internal strength was exhausted. He was strong, weak, and exhausted. If Li Muchan couldn't defeat him in one fell swoop, that would be his chance to win!

Li Muchan has reached the ninth level of the Diamond Transformation Rainbow Sutra. His physical strength continues to grow, and he is truly powerful. The combination of his physical strength and internal strength forms a unique internal energy. He is groping for it.

I want to explore its mysteries.

However, it is still too early to fully understand its secrets. I have been conducting research with Zhao Mingyue. The two of them stimulated each other and made great progress. Although they could not fully understand its secrets, they were able to use it initially.

This unique inner energy is quite magical. If you want to get rid of this energy, if you rely solely on internal energy, you need a unique method, which outsiders don't know.

Zhao Mingyue participated in research with him and knew the method to resolve it, otherwise it would be difficult to persist in fighting with him.

Wang Heting's own cultivation was far inferior to him. Although he deliberately restrained several layers of internal strength, he still used this unique internal strength to beat Wang Heting without the ability to fight back.

He was using Wang Heting as an experiment. The Taiyi Sect's martial arts were exquisite, but he was unsure whether the Taiyi Sect's martial arts could break his own inner strength.

After these moves, Wang Heting struggled to hold on, but he still couldn't relieve his inner strength. Li Muchan felt quite disappointed, and his movements became faster and faster, and the spring rain turned into a violent storm.

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"Ding..." A long sword flew up and was inserted into the gray pillar in the middle. The snow-white sword tip trembled.

Li Muchan stood with his sword in hand. The tip of the sword was pointed an inch in front of Wang Heting's throat. He looked at him calmly and smacked the corner of his mouth: "High disciple of Taiyi Sect, you have been defeated!"

Wang Heting's face was gloomy, his eyes were dark, and he stared at Li Muchan.

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Hey, you are still not convinced. Is this the style of your Taiyi Sect? You still won't admit it when you lose?"

"You are cheating!" Wang Heting said coldly.

Li Muchan looked up to the sky and laughed loudly. After laughing a few times, he shook his head: "A soldier never tires of deceit. If I want to kill you, you are already dead. You can only say this to King Yama——!"

Everyone around burst into laughter and shook their heads. People in the martial arts world must abide by the rules when it comes to sparring, but they must do so openly and openly.

Wang Heting looks like this, he really can't afford to lose. A man must be able to take things up and let them go, and be open-minded. If he loses, he loses. If his skills are not as good as others, he can just go back and practice hard. If you make excuses like this, you can't afford to lose.

It's really despising.

Wang Heting sneered: "Do you think I lost?"

He suddenly slapped the tip of Li Muchan's sword with a palm, and there was a crisp "ding" sound. The palm was extremely fast, and Li Muchan seemed to be unprepared, and the sword swung away.

Li Muchan's expression remained unchanged, he returned the sword to its sheath and swatted it away with his left palm.

There was a muffled "bang" and his palms crossed. Li Muchan stood firmly on the spot, but Wang Heting staggered back three steps, his face flushed as if he was drunk.

Li Muchan looked at him sideways: "Why, you still want to fight?"

Wang Heting stared at him coldly, with a stubborn and proud look on his face: "What a weird scholar, he is really powerful, I am not as good as you!"

Li Muchan nodded: "It's good if you know!"

"I'm not as good as you, but I'm just the most ordinary among the disciples of our sect!" Wang Heting said coldly.

Li Muchan laughed, shook his head and said, "You don't mean to say that although I defeated you, it will not damage the prestige of Taiyi Sect, right?"

"Yes, I lost to you not because our sect's martial arts are inferior to yours!" Wang Heting said coldly, with an arrogant look on his face.

Li Muchan laughed and shook his head: "I have really seen through your Taiyi Sect's face, okay, get out of here!"

Wang Heting's face was cold, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The gift given today will be repaid generously in the future!"

Li Muchan sneered and said: "Just go back and practice for a few years. Taiyi Sect's martial arts are pretty good, but you people are so impatient that you all rush out to show off your power before you have mastered it. It's really funny!"

Wang Heting sneered, strode to the pillar, and pulled out his long sword. Li Muchan said calmly: "Keep the sword!"

Wang Heting turned to stare at him, and Li Muchan smiled lightly: "This is my trophy!"
Chapter completed!