Li Muchan admired Zhuo Feiyun's swordsmanship and Qinggong. He could not defeat the four women's sword formation alone, but once he broke the sword formation, he gained the upper hand and reversed the situation.

Li Muchan pulled out the Shen Lei Sword, floated out of the way, and came behind Zhuo Feiyun, and shouted: "Look at the sword!"

The other hand raised its little finger to pinch the sword technique, and used the Shadowless Divine Finger.

His God-killing Sword Technique was as fast as lightning, and it reached Zhuo Feiyun's vest in an instant. Zhuo Feiyun had no choice but to shrink back and twist around, barely able to avoid it.

But the Shadowless Divine Finger cannot be avoided. The force of the finger is restrained and silent, blending seamlessly with the heaven and earth. It blows like a spring breeze without a trace of murderous intent or chill. Only when it touches the body will the restrained power burst out.

His body froze, and his face suddenly changed. At this moment, the sword light of the four women, and Li Muchan's Shen Lei sword, all came at him. He was about to be killed by the sword before his eyes.

"Hey!" He suddenly shouted, and his figure suddenly swelled up, as if he had become thicker.

"Ding ding ding ding" a sound of gold and iron.

Li Muchan was surprised that the Shen Lei Sword could not penetrate, as if it had struck an iron stone. He turned his inner strength, and the tip of the sword emitted a vague purple light, and stabbed into the right chest with a "chi" sound.

Zhuo Feiyun stared at Li Muchan in shock, his face turned red, and anger flashed: "Haha!"

Li Muchan looked calm and smiled slightly: "Young Master Zhuo, I'm sorry!"

After he said that, he pulled out the Shen Lei Sword, and suddenly a blood arrow shot towards him. He gently turned aside to avoid it: "Young Master Zhuo is so powerful in his body-protecting magic!"

Amidst the screams of the women, the sword light was like a rainbow. Zhuo Feiyun twisted around, and the women stabbed his body, but it was empty, just an afterimage.

He had already dodged behind Li Muchan, and the sword light struck like lightning. The wound on his right chest had stopped bleeding. His eyes were like lightning, and his aura was like a sword. He looked like he must kill Li Muchan.

Li Muchan thrust out his sword lightly, and "ding" the sword tips of the two collided in the air. Li Muchan took a step back, but instead of retreating, he took a step ahead and stabbed again.

Li Muchan stabbed the tip of his sword with another sword, and there was a crisp "ding" sound. Li Muchan took another step back, and Zhuo Feiyun stepped forward, pressing forward step by step.

It seemed that Li Muchan was at a disadvantage, but in fact it was because Zhuo Feiyun's technique was weird, and Li Muchan's strength degenerated after passing it, without any backlash.

The two of them advanced and retreated, making a clanging sound, while the four women stopped their swords and watched to see which one, Zhuo Feiyun or Li Muchan, was more powerful.

They didn't expect that the God-killing Sword Technique that Li Muchan had just started to practice would be so powerful, that he could actually be on a par with Zhuo Feiyun. If they were to fight against them, they would really be invincible without a sword formation.

As Li Muchan retreated, he saw Zhuo Feiyun raising his palm to slap him. He stepped sideways with a smile and barely avoided the palm. Zhuo Feiyun narrowed his eyes, sneered, and then slapped him with another palm.

Li Muchan took another step back to avoid the palm force coming from the left side. This time Zhuo Feiyun's face changed slightly, knowing that Li Muchan could break his Samsara Palm.

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Murderous intent arose in his heart. Samsara Palm was his unique skill. It was infinitely powerful and impossible to guard against. It was always invincible. This time, someone actually cracked it. This person must not be left behind.

Thinking of this, he roared again and shot out a bloody arrow from his chest, but he ignored it, leaving an afterimage behind Li Muchan.

Li Muchan thrust his sword back lightly, seemingly slowly but extremely fast.

With a crisp "ding" sound, the two of them took two steps back together. Li Muchan drew an arc with his feet, stepped on Tai Chi steps diagonally, rubbed his body and then stepped up.

Shen Lei's sword is silent, but as fast as lightning, striking dozens of swords in the blink of an eye.

"Ding ding ding ding" the sword light flashed, and the two of them ran away. This time, Li Muchan pressed Zhuo Feiyun and attacked fiercely. Zhuo Feiyun fought and retreated, his face turned pale.

The sword strike just now was a blow in which he concentrated all his energy, but failed to achieve any result. It gave him a blow with great confidence, and he knew that it was impossible to kill Li Muchan.

He sneered: "Okay, I have seen a lot today. I wonder what your surname is?"

Li Muchan smiled: "Li Wuji of Yantian Peak!"

"What a Yan Tianfeng, what a Li Wuji. The gift given today will be repaid in the future!" Zhuo Feiyun took a step back, jumped out of the circle, clasped his fists and sneered, turned around and said, "Let's go!"

The fifteen Demon Sect disciples responded, glared at Li Muchan and the others fiercely, then supported the injured ones and floated back, entering the Sword Forest in a blink of an eye.

After Zhuo Feiyun waited for them to leave, he turned around and glanced at Zhao Mingyue and the four girls, and said with a sneer: "Xuan Tianfeng, I also remember this, take your leave!"

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

The girls didn't bother, they knew his depth and also found out his martial arts. It won't be so easy next time. It will be difficult to keep him this time, so don't waste your efforts.

After they disappeared, Miao Xiaodie turned around and said with a smile: "Junior brother Li, it's all thanks to you this time!"

Li Muchan shook his head: "Senior Sister Miao, you deserve the reward. I just took advantage of it."

Junior Brother Li, your God-killing Sword Technique is just right to restrain him." Miao Xiaodie said: "If you master this sword technique, you will definitely be able to deal with him in the future!"

Li Muchan smiled and said, "I would also like to ask all the senior sisters for your advice!"

Miao Xiaodie said with a smile: "We will not be stingy with our advice. If you come to our peak more often, you can see the bright moon more and practice sword skills. It is really a good thing to kill two birds with one stone!"

Zhao Mingyue's expression did not move, Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "Thank you, Senior Sister Miao!"

Everyone walked back while talking. This time the return journey went smoothly, no one stopped them, and they quickly returned to their respective peaks.

After returning to Yantian Peak, I told Guo Bikong, Zhang Yuxi and Pei Huagang what happened, and shared my experience of the Samsara Palm.

The three masters and disciples suddenly understood and nodded.

However, even though it is known that the Samsara Palm is actually a finger force, it is still impossible to decipher it. The finger force itself is extremely mysterious, just like Li Muchan's Shadowless Divine Finger, and cannot be guarded against.

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Li Muchan lived a very happy life in the following days, practicing by himself in the morning, going to Xuantian Peak in the afternoon to learn swordsmanship from the girls, and practicing with Zhao Mingyue.

However, all the nine peaks of the Tianyi Sect were quiet and rarely went down the mountain. They all huddled on the peaks and practiced martial arts hard. Zhuo Feiyun appeared, making all the disciples of the Nine Peaks high-spirited and full of fighting spirit, vowing to defeat this new member of the Demon Sect.

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Li Muchan practiced the Twelve Divine Hammers in the morning and went down to practice the God-killing Sword Technique. His progress was very fast, but his progress in the Rainbow Sutra was not fast enough.

After reaching the eleventh level of the Rainbow Sutra, one needs to start over, from the sixth level to the eleventh level, and repeat it several times. Now he is only repeating it for the second time.

According to his estimate, if you want to step into the twelfth level of divine transformation, you need to practice it at least five times. This does not include the attenuation of the effect each time. If you count this, it will definitely be more than five times.

However, even though he could not step into the twelfth level, his skills continued to grow, and his cultivation level became more and more advanced.

At noon that day, he was descending from Yantian Peak and heading towards Xuantian Peak, when a group of people suddenly appeared halfway and blocked his way.

Li Muchan frowned, without moving his expression, and looked at the ten people gently: "Brothers, what are you doing for me?"

The first of these ten people is short and fat, with a round face, small eyes that squint together when he smiles, and skin as delicate as a woman's. He does not look like a martial arts master, but more like a playboy.

He smiled and hugged his fists: "Are you Junior Brother Li Wuji?"

Li Muchan nodded: "Exactly, do you know your senior brothers' surnames?"

"I'm Wu Chuan'en!" the short, fat young man said with a smile.

Li Muchan took a look at their clothes: "Are you senior brothers from Haotian Peak?"

They were dressed in light yellow robes and looked somewhat luxurious. Li Muchan knew in his mind that they were disciples of Haotian Peak.

"Haha, as long as you understand, I heard that you have passed the nine levels of Xuantian Peak, right?" Wu Chuanen asked with a smile.

Li Muchan nodded slowly: "Not bad."

Wu Chuanen chuckled: "Junior Brother Li is the only one who can pass the nine levels of Xuantian Peak." How can we not meet such a character?"

Li Muchan smiled slightly: "It's just a concession from Peak Master He. It's my real ability to be brave. Senior Brother Wu, you are so commendable!"

Wu Chuanen looked up to the sky and laughed, "Junior Brother Li is really good at joking. It's even harder to get Peak Master He to give in than to reach the sky. We Nine Peaks disciples have been punished at her hands like no other, and none of them are merciful!"

"That's right, Junior Brother Li, why do you have to be so modest!" Another thin young man shook his head and said with a smile, waving his hand: "We are not so easily deceived!"

Li Muchan smiled: "What do you want, senior fellow apprentices?"

"Of course I'd like to ask Junior Brother Li for more advice!" Wu Chuan'en chuckled and said, "We also want to see for ourselves what kind of hero we are after passing the nine levels!"

Li Muchan stared at him and said calmly: "If I don't agree, you senior brothers won't let me go, right?"

"Hehe, Junior Brother Li is such a sensible person!" Wu Chuanen laughed so hard that he couldn't see his eyes.

Li Muchan nodded: "Well, I can only be respectful rather than obey your orders. Senior brothers, please stop!"

"Okay, it's really refreshing!" Wu Chuan'en chuckled and turned to glance at everyone: "Which one of you will be the first to learn Junior Brother Li's clever trick?"

"Senior Brother Wu, I'll do it!" A young man with a scar on his face chuckled and strode closer. He was a tall man with a long scar on his square face, and he looked a bit ferocious.

A pair of falcon-like eyes were slightly narrowed, staring at Li Muchan like an eagle looking at a chicken.

"Junior Brother Yang, don't kill anyone!" Wu Chuanen ordered.

The scarred young man waved his hand carelessly, while staring at Li Muchan, he replied nonchalantly: "Senior Brother Wu, don't worry, I will keep my hand!"

Li Muchan smiled slightly but said nothing.

"Come on!" The scar-faced young man pulled out his sword, held it up flat, and pointed it at Li Muchan: "Junior Brother Li, let's move!"

Li Muchan nodded: "Senior Brother Yang, be careful!"

He pulled out the Shen Lei Sword and stabbed it lightly. It was in front of the scarred young man's chest in an instant. It was so fast that the scarred young man could not react.

With a muffled "bang" sound, he flew out.

Li Muchan put away his sword and stood up, saying with a smile: "Senior Brother Yang, I accept the concession!"

The scarred-faced young man flew three feet away, landed in a panic, and immediately stood up. He blushed and glared at Li Muchan, his eyes piercing with cold light, piercing him like a blade.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior Brother Yang, if you are not convinced, how about we come again?"

"Okay, come again!" The scar-faced young man yelled angrily, and as you stepped forward, the long sword turned into a rainbow and came straight through. You can feel the cold evil aura from a distance of one foot.

Li Muchan shook his head. Although Yang's internal strength was deep, it was mixed and impure. Wanting to surpass him was tantamount to having a whim and not overestimating his own capabilities.
To be continued...