"Haha, I shut up, then Palace Master Leng can come down, I can't wait any longer!" Haha, laughter rang out, like a muffled explosion.
Li Muchan shook his head and said: "What an amazing cultivation level. Can Lord Leng help me?"
"Let's see how I defeat him!" Leng Chaoyun snorted, floated out of the hall, and jumped directly to the bottom of the cliff, like a red cloud floating down.
Li Muchan followed closely behind, and when they landed on the ground, they saw eleven big men standing surrounded by a disciple in green and black.
Li Muchan glanced at the eleven big men in the air. The first one was a slender, tall and handsome young man, standing proudly with a spear in his hand, looking outstanding.
His sword-shaped eyebrows go into his temples, his eyes are like bright stars, and his nose is like a hanging liver. He is really a rare handsome man. What is amazing is that although he is handsome, he is full of heroic spirit, which seems to come out of the canopy. His aura is really rare to match.
Li Muchan stood with him, like a star on a bright moon, suddenly dimmed, and people's eyes were naturally attracted to him.
Li Muchan had only seen one such handsome, heroic figure, Dugu Heng, and none of the other young men surpassed him.
The other ten big men were all middle-aged, standing behind him like stars over the moon, with their spears leaning on the ground, and their imposing manner. Li Muchan guessed at a glance that this young man was Ye Zhennan.
Looking at the cultivation of these people, Ye Zhennan's eyes were clear, but there was no other sign. The temples of the ten middle-aged men all bulged like small walnuts, and the tops of their heads were slightly sunken. Li Muchan secretly approved that these ten men were all admitted to the Hall.
Masters are all masters.
Li Muchan praised again that Ye Zhennan's cultivation had reached the state of returning to basics and returning to the true nature. It seemed that he had an extraordinary experience, otherwise it would be difficult for him to reach such a state at such an age.
Leng Chaoyun and Li Muchan landed at the same time. He stood behind Leng Chaoyun. At first glance, he seemed to be a subordinate, but everyone's eyes fell on Leng Chaoyun.
She is wrapped up in a red shirt, graceful and elegant, the lower half of her face is covered by red gauze, the upper half of her eyebrows are as dark as black, and her eyes are like autumn water. Just looking at her eyebrows and eyes, she is a stunning beauty, which makes people's hearts beat.
Ye Zhennan stood proudly and held a spear. His whole body seemed to be integrated with the spear, and he was upright and erect with astonishing energy.
"Ye Zhennan?" Leng Chaoyun said.
Ye Zhennan cupped his fists and saluted proudly: "Palace Master Leng, you came to the door rashly, you are rude!"
"Since you are here to challenge me, you don't need to say anything else, why don't you do it?" Leng Chaoyun said, slowly extending his jade hands, Xiaoyan and the other four girls also landed gracefully, but got on the basket.
Seeing her take action, Xiaoyan hurriedly handed over a cup of long knife with both hands, showing great respect.
Li Muchan glanced at Xiaoyan and smiled, she was really well-behaved. They usually didn't have such great courtesy with Leng Chaoyun, they were very casual.
But in front of outsiders, Xiaoyan and the other four were extremely respectful, respectful to Leng Chaoyun like gods, their movements cautious and respectful.
"Wait a minute!" Ye Zhennan waved his hand, showing his white teeth, and said with a smile: "Ye came down the mountain this time to make friends with martial arts, not to challenge and become famous!"
"What's the difference?" Leng Chaoyun frowned and said impatiently: "It's better to use force to make friends or to take the opportunity to become famous. Let's fight first!"
"...That's fine." Ye Zhennan nodded helplessly: "In that case, Ye is offended!"
Li Muchan took a step back, and Leng Chaoyun swung his sword lightly. With a slight "chi" sound, a circular arc of sword energy shot out.
"Tsk!" A bit of cold light pierced the sword energy, like a dragon out of the sea, taking advantage of the situation and pounced on Leng Chaoyun, the tip of the spear was in front of Leng Chaoyun's throat in an instant.
"Ding!" Leng Chaoyun swung his sword and slashed it down. The sword and gun met and each swung away.
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows. His marksmanship was so powerful, it had a bit of the charm of the Flying Dragon Spear. Judging from the two's cultivation, Leng Chaoyun was better.
This Ye Zhennan was not a good person either. After swinging the spear away, his wrist shook and the gun body swung away, but the tip of the spear swung towards him, like a dragon waving its tail, catching people off guard.
Leng Chaoyun, however, struck with ease as if with another knife. With a crisp sound of "ding...", the tip of the gun swung open again, like a snake's head being hit seven inches, and the momentum of the gun was suddenly interrupted.
Ye Zhennan looked surprised. He was very confident in his own cultivation. He didn't expect that when he met the young Master of Fuyun Palace, he would be at a disadvantage!
It was only through an unexpected encounter that I was able to achieve such a level of cultivation. It was a gift from heaven, so I always felt that I was a person chosen by God. He had excellent luck and amazing talent. God created me in this way to become the best in the world.
I originally wanted to defeat Fuyun Palace and become famous all over the world, but now it seems that it will take a lot of effort and is not as easy as I thought.
Fuyun Palace is one of the top sects in the world and a sect of swordsmanship. Although it is not as good as the best sword sect in the world, it still has a good prestige.
If he could defeat it, the Divine Spear Sect would soar to the sky and become one of the top sects in the world. This temptation was not small. He was also full of confidence, but he did not expect that Leng Chaoyun was still young and had a higher level of cultivation than himself.
high!
While he was encouraging himself, his gun was like a dragon, flexible and unpredictable. Looking at Leng Chaoyun, his movements were leisurely and his expression was calm. He came and went with a knife, and each knife struck the head and the spear.
The junction of the body is like a snake hitting seven inches, completely breaking the strength of the gun.
It seems that her swordsmanship is not exquisite, but it is very skillful and clumsy, turning brilliant into dull. There is an inexplicable change in a dull knife, which is inevitable.
His marksmanship is extremely agile, changing like a dragon, stretching and breathing freely. If an ordinary person were to use a sword, he would have already avoided it, but he couldn't avoid Leng Chaoyun's simple sword.
Li Muchan saw Leng Chaoyun's sword skills and nodded secretly. With such sword skills, he was worthy of being the master of Fuyun Palace. He had practiced sword skills to the realm of transformation, and few people in the world could match him.
He looked at Ye Zhennan. If he didn't come up with his trump card, he wouldn't be able to resist at all. The thunder was loud but the rain was light. His reputation as a sharpshooter might not be guaranteed.
"Excellent, you are worthy of being the palace master of Fuyun Palace. His sword skills are superb, I admire him!" Ye Zhennan laughed several times, and his shooting skills suddenly changed.
Suddenly, thousands of spearheads attacked like snakes, making it dazzling and dizzying.
Leng Chaoyun swung his sword unhurriedly, still slashing it down one after another. When the sword fell, the spear heads all over the sky disappeared in an instant, and the spear was hit by the knife.
Leng Chaoyun was able to find the real spear among the dense gun shadows and cut it down easily. This was not due to his exquisite sword skills, but to his extraordinary eyesight. It was obviously a result of real fighting after a lot of experience.
After more than a dozen moves, Ye Zhennan became anxious. He had no chance of winning if he continued like this. He gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice: "Well, you can force me to use the Eighteen Styles of the Divine Spear. Master Leng, be careful!"
Leng Chaoyun wielded the knife like embroidery, leisurely and at ease: "Master Ye Clan, stop using your words and words, just do it with your hands!"
"Look at the gun!" Ye Zhennan retracted the gun fiercely, and then stabbed out.
Leng Chaoyun slashed down with his sword, and suddenly felt something bad. This spear actually had a strong rotating force, like a spinning top. As soon as the sword fell down, it was immediately thrown away, and with a slash of the long sword, it moved forward at a steep speed.
Speeding up, the tip of the gun is in front of the throat in an instant.
She had no time to think about it, and quickly stepped back with her toes, making an "S" shape, barely avoiding the tip of the gun, but she knew that if it wasn't blocked by the red gauze, the gunfire from the tip of the gun would be enough to pierce her throat.
She frowned and looked at Ye Zhennan attentively. She really underestimated him. This move was really powerful, but she was also careless.
She turned to look at Li Muchan, wondering if he would have been careless and ended up in such a dangerous situation, but she saw Li Muchan smiling with encouragement.
She was immediately angry. When did she need his encouragement? Who did he think of herself? Could it be that he was his disciple?
She was angry in her heart, and the sword's power suddenly changed, with a slight "buzz" sound, and the sword's light suddenly rose sharply, like a sun falling in front of people's eyes, and they couldn't help but close their eyes.
Ye Zhennan secretly screamed that something was wrong, and hurriedly waved his gun in front of him like a millstone, "Ding, ding, ding, ding..." Amidst the continuous sound of gold and iron, Ye Zhennan stepped back step by step.
He wanted to block but couldn't, so he had no choice but to retreat and release his strength. Leng Chaoyun's sword skills poured down like heavy rain, endless and unable to stop him.
With a muffled sound of "chi", Leng Chaoyun stepped back. The dazzling light suddenly disappeared, and people's eyes suddenly went dark. It took a moment to calm down.
Li Muchan squinted his eyes but was not affected, and shook his head secretly. It was Ye Zhennan's bad luck. Leng Chaoyun's sword skills could restrain his spear skills.
Moreover, although his marksmanship is excellent, his victory lies in moves and the use of strength is still a little bit behind. The key to the excellence of marksmanship is his strength. Compared with swordsmanship and swordsmanship, the application of strength is a bit more subtle.
He first became proficient in the method of unloading force, which he learned through practicing spears.
Ye Zhennan was unable to block Leng Chaoyun's sword, especially when he retreated step by step under the mad sword and was unable to remove the strength from the sword. This was because he had not practiced well.
He shook his head. It seemed that the marksmanship of the Shenqianmen was limited. The shot just now had a bit of charm, and it was a spiral force. Unfortunately, it was only used to attack the enemy, but not to protect oneself. This was impure force.
, because his intention is not pure, he really hasn’t grasped the secret of marksmanship.
He shook his head, his face full of regret. Seeing this, Leng Chaoyun became even more angry and turned to glare at him. Li Muchan smiled, calmed down his expression, and looked upright.
Ye Zhennan covered his shoulders and looked at Leng Chaoyun in surprise. He lowered his head to look at his shoulders and then looked at Leng Chaoyun with disbelief on his face: "You...you...?"
Leng Chaoyun said: "Master Ye Clan, you are defeated!"
"...Good sword skills!" Ye Zhennan's face slowly faded, and he sighed dejectedly: "I didn't expect...I really underestimated the heroes of the world!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Master Ye, it's not that you underestimated the world's heroes, it's that you underestimated Palace Master Leng. Palace Master Leng is young, but she is more talented than others. It is not unfair for you to lose at her hands!"
Ye Zhennan frowned and looked at him: "Excuse me, your Excellency...?"
Li Muchan clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Li Wuji of the Yunxiao Sect!"
"Li Wuji?!" Ye Zhennan's expression changed and he lost his voice: "Excalibur Li Wuji?!"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows: "Excalibur?"
Ye Zhennan shook his head and laughed: "I really didn't expect that Ye would have such an opportunity to see Brother Li of the Divine Sword Li Wuji. I'm disrespectful!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Master Ye Clan, I still have the title of Divine Sword, but I really didn't know."
"Excalibur Li Wuji is the young master of the Yunxiao Sect. Ye has heard of his name for a long time, but unfortunately he has never had the opportunity to meet him. I never expected to meet him under such circumstances!" Ye Zhennan said with a smile.
Li Muchan waved his hand and said with a smile: "Ye Clan Master has given me the award. I don't dare to be the number one master."
"It's a pity that Ye was injured. Otherwise, I would definitely ask Brother Li for advice!" Ye Zhennan said with a smile, looking proud.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Master Ye is good at shooting, but it's a pity that he met Master Leng."
Ye Zhennan chuckled: "Winning or losing is a common thing for soldiers. My skills are not as good as others, so I have nothing to say! Go back and practice hard and then come and learn from me!"
"Ye, do you want to learn his swordsmanship?" Leng Chaoyun said.
Ye Zhennan said: "The young top master of Yunxiao Sect is naturally not to be missed."
Leng Chaoyun glanced at Li Muchan and said: "With your martial arts, you are not worthy of fighting him!"
Ye Zhennan's face changed slightly, and he laughed and said: "How can I say this? Although Ye has lost one and a half moves, the outcome of the next move is unknown!"
"If you don't believe it, try it next time!" Leng Chaoyun said.
Li Muchan shook his head and said: "Palace Master Leng, I have not offended you!"
Leng Chaoyun said: "I'm telling the truth, I won't be hypocritical and polite like you!"
Li Muchan touched his mustache and shook his head helplessly. Ye Zhennan felt extremely uncomfortable. The smile on his face was a little forced, and his eyes were shining brightly.
Li Muchan smiled: "Master Ye Clan, after the injury is healed, we might as well have a discussion. Just come here and find me. I will always stay in Fuyun Mountain."
"Okay, it's a deal, Ye will do his best." Ye Zhennan nodded slowly.
Leng Chaoyun said: "Young man named Ye, it doesn't matter whether you go all out or not. I can't pass a few moves in his hands, how many can you pass?!"
Ye Zhennan looked at Li Muchan in surprise: "Really?"
Li Muchan smiled: "That's just a concession from Palace Master Leng, it can't be taken seriously."
Although Ye Zhennan didn't get along with Leng Chaoyun, he could see Leng Chaoyun's temperament and would never give in and would never let go of a chance to win.
In this way, Palace Master Leng really couldn't pass a few moves. She was so skilled in martial arts and couldn't pass a few moves. How many moves could she, who was slightly inferior in cultivation, be able to pass?
Not only did this not discourage him, but he became more courageous and high-spirited. He laughed and said: "Brother Li, I will work hard to practice and compete with Brother Li!"
Li Muchan nodded and said, "Okay, I agree."
"Then I'll say goodbye!" Ye Zhennan fisted with difficulty, turned around and left.
After the ten middle-aged men protected him and disappeared, Li Muchan turned around and said with a wry smile: "Palace Master Leng, what grudge do we have? Why are you causing trouble for me?"
"He is no trouble, I just let him know that the sky is high and the sky is high!" Leng Chaoyun looked calm and calm, as if he had done nothing, he turned around and left.
Everyone retreated one after another, looking at Li Muchan with strange eyes, and returned to the valley with some reluctance, not looking back at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan and Leng Chaoyun stood side by side, watching them return to the valley.
"This young hero from the Ye Clan is not a thing in the pond." Li Muchan admired.
Leng Chaoyun glanced at him: "You are so old-fashioned!"
Li Muchan touched the bridge of his nose and said with a smile: "But his marksmanship really lacks some strength."
Leng Chaoyun hummed: "Marksmanship is not an authentic method. It will be useless if he practices it until he is old, and his achievements will be limited!"
Li Muchan shook his head and said: "That's not the case. Spear, sword, sword, and all other skills are all mastered. Only when you practice Samadhi, one method can be used to master all methods, and the power is about the same."
"Can a spear skill be better than a sword skill?!" Leng Chaoyun glanced at him sideways, as if he was dismissive.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I am also quite proficient in several marksmanship skills. How many moves can we pass?"
"You are far better than me in cultivation, you are just using your strength to bully others!" Leng Chaoyun shook his head.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "How about I defeat you without using my inner strength, but only with my marksmanship?"
"Really?" Leng Chaoyun frowned and stared at him.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Why should I lie to you?... Let Palace Master Leng, you also gain experience and know that the sky is high and the sky is high, so that you don't underestimate the world's martial arts!"
"Okay, let's go up to the peak!" Leng Chaoyun said.
The two floated up the mountain peak, almost flying through the void in one breath, and landed side by side on the top of the mountain. At this time, Xiaoyan and the others were still in mid-air, hanging upwards with baskets.
Leng Chaoyun said: "Come with me!"
She led Li Muchan around the main hall and came to a circular field at the back of the main hall. It was a red clay field, the size of half a football field in later generations, clean, tidy, and spotless.
There was a weapons rack on the side of the field, with swords, guns, and swords on it. She picked up the knife, picked it up lightly, and shot a long spear at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan stretched out his hand to grab it, shook it slightly, and said with a smile: "The beauty of the gun is all in the strength. The leader of the Ye Clan hasn't fully understood the strength yet. Let's try it."
Without saying a word, Leng Chaoyun drew his sword and slashed. His figure was like an illusion, holding a white rainbow and piercing him.
Li Muchan flicked the spear, and with a muffled "bang" sound, the sword bounced up, and her figure appeared, staring at Li Muchan in surprise.
Li Muchan laughed and said: "This is a collapse of strength!"
"Come again!" Leng Chaoyun swung his sword again, with a soft "chi" sound, and the long sword slashed to the side, slashing into the void on the left side of Li Muchan.
Li Muchan laughed and said, "This is a great effort!"
"Ding..." The long knife bounced away, and Li Muchan said with a smile: "This is a kick!"
"Poof!" The long knife stopped and was stuck to the gun body. Li Muchan said: "This is a circle force!"
"Dang!" Leng Chaoyun let go of his long sword and flew straight out, hitting the back wall of the hall. It made a crisp sound and then fell to the ground.
Li Muchan put away his gun and stood up, smiling and saying: "This is Luo Top Strength!"
Leng Chaoyun glared at him with a raised eyebrow, thoughtfully.
She could feel that the internal force used by Li Muchan was weaker than hers, but all kinds of weird energy came from the gun, which was hard to guard against and he couldn't use his sword skills at all.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "How about it, do you know the magic of marksmanship?"
"How did you learn such wonderful marksmanship?" Leng Chaoyun asked curiously.
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "Don't say it, don't say it!"
Leng Chaoyun said: "You have such shooting skills, it's a shame to use a sword!"
Li Muchan said with a smile: "My marksmanship is just average. I also know a few sword skills. Do you want to give it a try?"
Leng Chaoyun perked up: "You know how to use a sword?!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "I know a thing or two."
"Okay, I want to learn your sword skills!" Leng Chaoyun hummed.
She can't parry the marksmanship, it's unpredictable and hard to defend against, but she is the ancestor of swordsmanship, Fuyun Palace is known as the swordsman, Li Wuji is asking for trouble!