He drifted into the woods. The pine trees were tall and dense, with their branches standing side by side. There were almost no roads and few people could walk in them.
However, it is not difficult for martial arts masters. They can use Qinggong to skim across the treetops. However, Li Muchan did not climb up. He shuttled between the branches like a fish. He looked down with the eyes of the void, and everything around him was as clear as the lines on the palm of his hand.
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It was like a gust of wind passing through the trees, and in the blink of an eye it had gone more than ten miles, and it became more and more dense. The dead leaves on the ground were piled ten feet thick, and moss grew under the trees. The light became increasingly dimmer, as if it had been absorbed by the branches and leaves above.
Can't shine under the tree.
Those who are timid will worry about venomous snakes, poisonous insects, etc. It is definitely not accessible to ordinary people.
Li Muchan suddenly stopped, stepped on a fork of a tree and looked around. His eyes finally fell on the dead leaves a few feet in front of him, and he shook his head: "Come out!"
There was a pile of dead leaves more than a foot thick, as thick as a felt mat. It was difficult to see if there were people hiding inside, and in the dim light, it was even harder to see the flaws.
Li Muchan couldn't see anything strange, he could only rely on his feeling. After he finished speaking, the surroundings were quiet, and no one jumped out. Li Muchan shook his head and said: "Thirty people dare to come here to ambush, you are very brave!"
When he spoke these words, there was a muffled "bang" sound, and the dead leaves exploded and flew into the air. After the dead leaves fell one after another, thirty masked men in gray clothes stood opposite.
They stood quietly without moving, just staring at Li Muchan. The silence carried an unspeakable pressure. Although there were only thirty people, it gave people the impression of a thousand troops.
Li Muchan frowned, but did not rush to take action. He said calmly: "Who are you, and why do you want to ambush our sect leader?"
A masked man in gray clothes in front of him sneered: "Li Wuji?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Do you recognize me?"
"What a great Li Wuji, he is indeed well-deserved. We have heard about his reputation for a long time!" The masked man in gray sneered, shook his head and said, "It's a pity that you shouldn't have come here!"
Li Muchan looked at the gray-clothed and masked man in front of him, his eyes could see through the gray scarf. This man had a dignified appearance and an upright face. He looked to be in his forties, with a tall build and thick and big hands. He looked like he had a lot of skills in his hands.
On the upper body, the temples are bulging like cores, and the eyes are shining like lightning, which is breathtaking.
This is a top master master. Even among the disciples of Yunxiao Sect, he is in the middle and upper reaches and should not be underestimated. However, if he wants to assassinate the sect leader, he is really not qualified.
Li Muchan smiled: "I was ordered to protect you. How can I not eliminate the hidden dangers when I see them? Are you here to assassinate our sect leader?"
"Yes, Yi Xingzhi deserves to die!" the middle-aged masked man said coldly.
Li Muchan shook his head: "I advise you to give up on this. With your martial arts, you can't get close to the sect master."
"That's not necessarily true!" The middle-aged masked man sneered and said in a deep voice: "Please God!"
Everyone immediately started to move, making a strange hand gesture, and murmuring in their mouths. Everyone's voice was very low, but the twenty voices were superimposed, but they were different. The "buzzing" sound was like thousands of bees surging, and
Revealing a strange power, the surrounding light seemed to be getting dimmer and dimmer, and there was a chill in the air.
Li Muchan sighed, but saw a huge pressure coming from the sky, as if a storm was about to come and the sky was full of clouds. The dark clouds were pressing down on the top, making it hard to breathe.
Most people feel this way, but Li Muchan's feeling is more acute. He can feel the mighty pressure coming from the void, as if it is coming out of thin air. These pressures are formed by groups of forces.
He is proficient in the Ming Dynasty King Sutra, so he naturally knows that these are various gods similar to the Ming Dynasty King, who were summoned through secret methods by the thirty people in front of him.
After death, the soul has several places to go. Some disappear into heaven and earth and no longer exist. Some go to the underworld to be reincarnated again. Some go to the west, some go to the fairy world. Some have succeeded in cultivation, and their souls are immortal and free in the world.
In the world, they transcend the reincarnation of the five elements and are outstanding.
Everyone has their own fate, and not everyone has the same destination. Some of these immortal figures who are free in the world can summon their incarnations through ancient secrets, attach them to their bodies, and use their power to attack the enemy.
What is summoned through the secret method is only its incarnation. The soul is different from the physical body and is more similar to energy. It can be incarnated thousands of times and is omnipresent.
Although they were only summoned incarnations, their power was definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people. Li Muchan saw that their clothes were so tight that they were about to burst. Fortunately, the material of their clothes looked dusty. They were very ordinary, but there was something strange and elastic about them.
It's so big that it won't hurt even if it's doubled in size.
After expanding, they then shrunk, and slowly returned to their original shape. At this time, their eyes were filled with lightning, as if they were real, as if they could kill people with their gaze.
The momentum on their bodies was like a huge wave rushing into the air, one wave after another, as if they were real. The dead leaves on the ground automatically surged out without the wind. After a while, they were stepping on the dead leaves under their feet, and all the dead leaves outside were covered.
Escape, forming a circular clearing.
Li Muchan didn't take action, just wanted to see the details of this god's possession technique. Feeling their surging power, Li Muchan nodded. It was indeed powerful, not inferior to his own Daming King Sutra.
Today, their skills have increased by more than three times, and they have become top masters at the master level. If they rush out suddenly, they will definitely threaten the safety of the sect leader.
Although the sect leader is strong, he is not a grand master after all. The human sea tactic is ineffective against a grand master, but it is effective against a grand master. With a fierce attack, the Yunxiao Sect will be in a state of embarrassment.
"Li Wuji, let us give you a ride!" The middle-aged masked man shouted, and thirty masked men in gray came like lightning. Their swords moved in unison, their palms and fists were swung, and their sword energy was still there.
The strength of fists and palms surged over me.
Li Muchan suddenly flashed, disappeared from the spot, and appeared behind the middle-aged masked man. He reacted very quickly. As soon as Li Muchan appeared, he immediately punched behind him.
"Bang!" Li Muchan caught his palm and felt a powerful surge of power, extremely domineering and extremely pure.
Li Muchan raised his brows and took two steps to remove this extremely pure internal energy. He was secretly shocked that such pure internal energy could almost break through the shackles of a master and reach the level of a grand master.
He was shocked. This would be troublesome. Compared with the Grand Master, the inner strength of the Grand Master was qualitatively different, just like water and ice.
They have such pure internal strength that they are almost invincible under the Grand Master. Yet he underestimated them. Once they rush outside, the disciples of the Yunxiao Sect and the Nine Heavens Xuannv Sect will both suffer.
This god's possession technique is so mysterious, more powerful than the Ming Dynasty King's Sutra. However, Li Muchan also understands that the consequences of using this technique will be more serious. Maybe they will be disabled directly. Such pure internal power flows through their meridians, which has a negative impact on their meridians.
There is fatal damage.
Li Muchan frowned and looked at the group of people, sighing in his heart, not being afraid of death is the most important thing, especially for those who have used such a god's possession technique. Only with the courage of blood and without a trace of fear, they can do anything. If they cooperate,
The secret technique of exploding one's body to death is even more deadly.
"Come again!" the middle-aged masked man roared, and thirty masked men in gray dispersed and surrounded Li Muchan from a distance, gradually shrinking the encirclement.
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "Who are you?"
"Stop talking nonsense, do you think we can tell you?" The masked middle-aged man sneered and rushed forward. His movements were like lightning. He was in front of Li Muchan in an instant and punched him again.
His fist changed its appearance, turned red and purple, seemed to have swelled in size, and struck down like a hammer, but it made no sound, which was quite strange.
Li Muchan was curious about what kind of punch he was using, and pressed out with a light palm. With a muffled "bang" sound, the middle-aged man flew backwards, and "bang bang bang bang" broke four pine trees in a row before stopping.
Li Muchan stood there, his clothes fluttering, as if there was a strong wind in front of him. He slowly closed his palms, looked at his palms, nodded and said: "Good work!"
This masked middle-aged man was really powerful. Although he used the god's possession technique, he did not lose his mind. This blow was very powerful. Li Muchan felt that the internal force was flowing in his body and wanted to wreak havoc, but he drove him away, so he changed his clothes.
Hunting and wandering.
The middle-aged masked man got up from the ground, his face flushed, but he acted as if nothing had happened, and he shot again. The other twenty-nine people were ready to move, but they just surrounded him and did not rush forward to help.
Li Muchan smiled and glanced at everyone, and found that none of them lost control and were sane. He was surprised that this god's possession technique was indeed much stronger than his own Daming King Sutra.
Once the Daming King Sutra is used, he will often be affected by the Daming King, becoming cold and ruthless, raging with rage, and wanting to kill non-stop. If he were not mentally strong, he would not be able to withstand such impact and become a murderous maniac.
Even though he was mentally strong, he did not dare to use the Great Ming Dynasty Sutra more. In the end, he simply gave up, because it would affect his mind invisibly, and he would unknowingly become cold-blooded and murderous.
"Punch me again!" The middle-aged man punched him again, like a hammer hitting a stone, and the roaring sound was like a tiger descending from the mountain, with a terrifying momentum.
Li Muchan shook his head, smiled, and met with another palm.
"Bang" the middle-aged man flew out like a ball, "bang bang bang bang bang..." After a series of collisions, he stopped after hitting ten trees and had already flown far away.
Li Muchan shook his head. No matter how powerful his internal power was, no matter how powerful his boxing techniques were, he had already figured out the reality and reality through two punches. The great master was not only pure in internal power.
"Poof!" The middle-aged man struggled for a while, and finally spit out a blood arrow, then fell down softly, unable to get up again, and remained motionless.
Li Muchan smiled and glanced at the crowd.
Not only do their internal powers surge, just like their essence, but so do their spirits. Unfortunately, they don't understand enough. They are just large in quantity but impure in texture. They cannot truly step into the realm of the great masters. They are just tyrannical but don't know how to use it, so it can only be wasted.
"Everyone, come together and deal with him!" Someone shouted in a low voice.
Everyone nodded, and flew towards Li Muchan like a ghost. With swords, fists and feet coming together, Li Muchan's figure flashed and suddenly disappeared from the place, appeared behind a person, and then struck out with a fluttering palm, killing him silently.
In order to eliminate future troubles, we can only kill them. Otherwise, once the self-destruction technique is used, they will not be afraid of rushing towards themselves, but they will be afraid of rushing towards the sect master and the others.
His movements were swift and swift. Although these people were as fast as ghosts, he was even better. He was like a phantom, killing one person in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, only twenty of the thirty people were left. Seeing that something was not going well, they roared angrily, shrank suddenly, and stood in a circle, with their bodies touching each other without any gaps.
When Li Muchan was stunned, it was a bit strange to see twenty people in a circle like this. A warning sign suddenly arose in his heart, and he disappeared again in a flash.
"Bang!" There was a dull sound, and Li Muchan appeared ten feet away, with a look of shock on his face. The invisible force was like a huge wave, and he flew backwards involuntarily.
He fluttered back, took a few steps in the air, and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood fell on the pine tree below. Suddenly, the pine tree withered and turned yellow, and then rotted, as if hundreds of years had passed.
Li Muchan shook his head, finally dispelling this strange and tyrannical power. This power was not only internal power, but also strange spiritual power, which was really difficult to deal with.
If he hadn't run ten feet away, slowed down a little, and was stained by their flesh and blood, it would have been troublesome. To resolve this kind of power, it cannot be accomplished by internal force. It also requires special secret methods, but it is a pity that he does not know it.
He stood on the top of a pine tree, turned around and looked around. With the twenty people as the center of the circle, everything within a radius of ten feet was turned into powder, flat and empty.
He smiled bitterly and shook his head. He first used the god's possession technique, and then used the self-destruction technique. The power was really shocking.
When the sect master encountered such a situation, he would definitely not be able to escape. The power of this attack was too terrifying. If he had not escaped, he would have been unlucky. He might not be able to bear it and his soul would fly to the sky.
He thought for a while, shook his head and returned to his station, coming to Yi Xingzhi. Yi Xingzhi was standing next to the sedan talking to Fu Feihong, who was in the same room, with a gentle tone.
Seeing Li Muchan coming, Yi Xingzhi turned around and said, "Is it solved?"
Li Muchan nodded.
Yi Xingzhi asked: "How many people?"
Li Muchan said: "Thirty."
"Only thirty, not bad." Yi Xingzhi nodded.
He thought that there would be no shortage of assassins, and it was inevitable that there would be more than a hundred assassins. However, he did not expect that there would only be thirty, which was much beyond his expectation.
Li Muchan said: "Sect Master had better come over and take a look."
Yi Xingzhi looked at him and saw his serious expression, and whispered: "Feihong, I'll come as soon as I go."
"Go." Fu Feihong said calmly in the sedan chair.
Li Muchan clasped his fists and smiled: "Senior, the sect master will be back soon!"
Fu Feihong hummed: "Get out of here, you bastard!"
Li Muchan chuckled and turned around to leave. Yi Xingzhi walked side by side with him. Two guards in black followed him silently, and the four of them got into the woods.
The four of them soon arrived at their destination, Li Muchan pointed at it, and Yi Xingzhi frowned as he looked at the peaceful Yuanchang.
Listening to Li Muchan's explanation, his face became more and more solemn.
"Does the sect leader know their details?" Li Muchan asked.
Yi Xingzhi shook his head: "I don't know... who is this person who is so vicious and inhumane!"
Li Muchan said: "I wonder if the sect leader has heard of the Tiandao Alliance?"
"Tiandao Alliance..." Yi Xingzhi thought for a moment and shook his head.
"I have inquired about it, and there is a disappeared sect in Xihua called Tiandao League, which is said to have such a secret technique." Li Muchan said.
The Tiandao Alliance has been hidden for hundreds of years, and it is also a sect of Xihua. Although Dali and Xihua are adjacent to each other, they have little contact and little communication. No wonder the sect leader doesn't know about it.
"Huh?" Li Muchan suddenly frowned and disappeared in a flash.