Li Muchan took the two swords, pulled them out, and put the scabbards on the table.
"Double Sword Monk Zhan Ran?" People around him suddenly became confused and became excited. They were all curious about this young master who had risen recently.
The round-faced and sturdy old man frowned, looked at him, and said in disbelief: "You are the one who defeated Xiao Ding and Old Man Yang?"
Li Muchan held his long sword flat and smiled slightly: "Senior Yang, the wild old man of Longshan, and senior Ding did face each other and exchanged a few moves with me."
The round-faced old man chuckled: "Good boy, you're not bad at all. No wonder the master sent us here. It seems to be a real trouble!"
"Old Tong, why bother talking nonsense to him!" the majestic old man said coldly.
The round-faced old man stroked his beard, his small eyes were shining, and he shook his head and sighed: "Brother Ma, I haven't seen such a young and handsome man for a long time. It's a pity..."
The majestic old man frowned and hummed: "There are so many young heroes in the martial arts world. Countless ones emerge every year, but most of them are like shooting stars... Huh, this little monk offended someone who shouldn't be offended. The outcome is already determined, so why bother?
Mouth?!"
"Haha..., that's true, it's a pity, it's a pity..." The round-faced old man stroked his beard and nodded, then shook his head again, sighing with emotion.
Li Muchan stood with two swords in hand, the sword tips tilted down, and looked at the two people with a smile.
His face was first filled with purple air and clouds, then slowly faded away. His face was as white as jade, the brilliance flowed endlessly under his skin, and he had a clear demeanor.
The round-faced old man glanced with his small eyes and said with a smile: "Boy, just say a few words. I won't have the chance to say it later."
Li Muchan smiled faintly: "Two old men, let's just beat them, why bother annoying others with their long words?"
"What a boy, you're quite cool!" The round-faced old man stroked his beard and smiled, but a cold light flashed through his little eyes.
Li Muchan chuckled to himself, this round-faced old man looked kind-hearted on the outside, but was the complete opposite on the inside. He was narrow-minded and had to retaliate for his canthus. He was really a villain.
It's best to stay away from this kind of villain. You never know when you'll offend him with just one word, and he'll smile and remain calm. He'll definitely come back with revenge afterwards, and it's hard to guard against him.
"Old Tong, I'll come first!" The dignified old man took a step forward.
"Wait a minute!" A crisp voice suddenly sounded.
The voice was hoarse and mellow, like a stream of clear spring water pouring down from the head. Everyone felt cool all over their bodies, their dryness was gone, and they turned around to look.
Lin Qiongying stood up, walked over, and stood in front of Li Muchan. She glanced at the two of them with her beautiful eyes on the white gauze, and said calmly: "You are so old, you want to bully a child?"
Li Muchan shook his head and laughed, and said in a low voice: "Headmaster Lin, forget it. This battle will happen sooner or later. It's useless to say anything. It's better to finish it as soon as possible, so as not to delay the old man's birthday party."
Lin Qiongying waved her hand and said softly: "Don't say anything! ... These two old men are top experts and cannot suffer this loss!"
She then raised her voice and said, "Thankfully you are still from the Helian family. You bully people like this in broad daylight. It really embarrasses the Helian family!"
The majestic old man frowned and said in a deep voice: "How are you doing?"
Lin Qiongying said: "My little girl has admired the Helian family for a long time. It is the largest family in the northwest. There are many masters. She has always wanted to see a thing. Today, things happen to happen by chance, so naturally she can't let the opportunity go!"
"Who are you?" the majestic old man said coldly, his eyes were like lightning and full of oppression.
Lin Qiongying said calmly: "Lin Qiongying of the Jade Immortal Sect."
"It turns out it's Head Lin!" The majestic old man clasped his fists, frowned and said in a deep voice: "This matter has nothing to do with Head Lin. Why does Head Lin need to pour a gulf of muddy water?"
Lin Qiongying smiled faintly: "You are wrong. Zhan Ran has the grace to save my life. How can you say that it has nothing to do with it? ...Besides, even if it has nothing to do with it, in the bright sky and the clear sky, the little girl will not see you, the Helian family, bullying people like this!"
Her words were as sharp as a knife, sharp and graceful, and her voice was beautiful and melodious, which aroused everyone's emotions at once.
A middle-aged man stood tall, laughed, clasped his fists and said: "Master Lin, why do you need to do it yourself? Hua will do it for you!"
He was tall and tall, with a face like a crown of jade, and a radiant look. He had a long sword hanging on his waist, and the scabbard was inlaid with several gems, making it radiant.
Li Muchan took a look at this long sword. Hua Shijun, the master of the Juedao Sect, was a talented person and must have fascinated countless women.
Lin Qiongying glanced at him and said calmly: "Thank you, Brother Hua, for your kindness. No need."
Hua Shijun took two steps forward and came closer, clasping his fists and saying: "There are so many men here, and none of them are sexual, how can we let Mr. Lin do it yourself?!"
Lin Qiongying's wonderful eyes turned, her eyes moved on everyone's faces, she smiled faintly, stepped back slightly, and stood side by side with Li Muchan.
Li Muchan shook his head and said in a low voice: "Master Lin, why would you bother everyone?"
Master Lin was very familiar with this technique to drive away wolves and devoured tigers, and unknowingly, the visible technique turned into an invisible movement. His skill was truly extraordinary.
Although Li Muchan had always been wary and felt that she was too scheming, he couldn't get angry at this time.
Lin Qiongying rolled her eyes at him: "These two guys are both powerful. What if they take action rashly without finding out the truth? What should I do if I suffer a loss?"
Li Muchan smiled and nodded.
Hua Shijun turned around and said in a deep voice: "Hua Shijun of the Juedao Sect, I haven't asked you for advice yet, do you two honor me?"
"Tong Pingyi!" said the round-faced old man.
The majestic old man said in a deep voice: "Ma Shouzhen!"
Hua Shijun said: "Two seniors, which one will take action?"
"Tong Lao, I'm coming!" Ma Shouzhen said solemnly.
Tong Pingyi said with a smile: "The Juedao Sect is quite famous, but Mo Yin Guo is the one who capsized!"
"Don't worry!" Ma Shouzhen nodded, opened his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Draw out the sword!"
Hua Shijun unsheathed his sword and held Yuan Shouyi in his arms. His energy and spirit suddenly changed. His temperament was no longer gentle. Instead, he was like an eagle soaring into the sky, looking down at all living beings.
The blade of the sword trembled slightly, like a cold spring, emitting a biting cold air.
Li Muchan nodded, the sword is a precious sword, and Hua Shijun's sword skills are also very profound. Such a change in temperament is the result of accumulation over time and cannot be achieved overnight.
"Please——!" Hua Shijun shouted, like a muffled thunder.
The light of the sword was like a silver sword, lighting up the entire hall, turning into a white rainbow in the air, penetrating straight down, and beheading Ma Shouzhen.
Ma Shouzhen narrowed his eyes slightly, calmly, and stared at the light of the knife without moving. When the tip of the knife reached his forehead, he suddenly dodged and punched out, hitting the blade of the knife.
Hua Shijun just twisted his wrist, brought the knife across, and waited for his fist to hit him.
Ma Shouzhen's hand was like lightning. When he was about to reach the blade, he turned his fist into his fingers and plucked with five fingers, like swinging five strings. His five fingers hit the blade in turn.
Hua Shijun trembled all over as if he had been struck by thunder, unable to hold the long sword.
With a "ding" sound, the long knife fell to the ground. He took a step back and stared at Ma Shouzhen in shock.
Ma Shouzhen stepped back and hummed with a sullen face: "Juedaomen, hum, it's nothing more than that!"
Hua Shijun's jade-like face flushed red, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he stared at Ma Shouzhen, feeling extremely angry in his heart.
He really didn't expect that this unknown person would be so skilled and could knock the Flying Monkey King away with one punch. He thought it was because of the Flying Monkey King's carelessness, but now he realized that this person's martial arts skills were so strong.
Ma Shouzhen looked at him coldly, then turned to look at him: "But if there are still those who are dissatisfied, please stand up!"
Everyone looked at each other and looked at each other. Hua Shijun, the leader of Juedao Sect, was the top master in the Tiannan martial arts world. Although he was not the top, there were few who could match him.
Unexpectedly, he was unable to catch a single move. With such a terrifying skill, they thought that it would be humiliating themselves if they took action, so it was better to hide their clumsiness.
Li Muchan sighed, shook his head, and secretly tapped a few acupuncture points while no one was paying attention.
"I'll do it!" he said solemnly.
Everyone turned to look at him.
Tong Pingyi stroked his beard and smiled: "Little monk, this is right. Relying on others to prevent disasters is not what a man would do!"
Li Muchan smiled slightly, this Tong Pingyi was indeed stingy and mean.
In the eyes of everyone, he raised his sword and stepped forward with a solemn expression. The gray monk's robe moved without any wind. Every step forward, it trembled violently, as if he was walking against a strong wind.
The color on his face became more and more translucent and white and warm, as if a piece of white jade had been polished. After a few steps, his face was no different from a piece of white jade, crystal clear, warm and moist, with flowing luster.
When he came closer to the two of them, Li Muchan made a cross with his swords and said calmly: "Senior Ma, please enlighten me!"
"Okay, come on!" Ma Shouzhen nodded and frowned.
Li Muchan's appearance at this time was quite strange. He felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. He suppressed his distracting thoughts and rushed forward, suddenly appearing next to Li Muchan and punching him.
Suddenly two purple lights rose up and enveloped him. Ma Shouzhen hit the purple light with his fist and immediately took a step back. A cloud of purple energy rose up on his face.
The purple aura slowly faded away, and Ma Shouzhen's face became serious, and her brows remained motionless.
Tong Pingyi also frowned and looked at Li Muchan in surprise. He never expected such a result.
Li Muchan restrained his sword light, looked at Ma Shouzhen calmly, then glanced at Tong Pingyi, and said in a deep voice: "Seniors, let's go together!"
"Hey, you little monk!" Tong Ping laughed angrily.
Li Muchan smiled slightly, calm and calm, but his face became more and more crystal clear, like a piece of jade, containing a strange charm that made people unable to look away.
"What kind of kungfu are you doing?" Tong Pingyi asked with a frown.
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "If you don't take action, I will say goodbye and go far away. It's hard to say when we will see each other again!"
Tong Pingyi laughed loudly and turned around and said: "Brother Ma, he is threatening us. Okay, let's give him a try!"
Ma Shouzhen nodded and said in a deep voice: "Brother Tong, he has so much inner strength, be careful!"
Tong Pingyi laughed, drew out his sword, and said: "I haven't drawn my sword for a long time, so I'll make an exception for you today, let's take a look at the sword!"
As he spoke, a cold light flashed through, and the tip of the sword broke through the air.
Ma Shouzhen unsheathed his sword and followed up with a move. The two of them attacked Li Muchan.
Two groups of purple light flashed and enveloped Li Muchan, blocking the two men's swords.
Tong Pingyi looked calm, but when he made his sword move, he felt like a different person, as fast as thunder, and as fierce as a tiger descending a mountain, moving forward indomitably.
The light of Ma Shouzhen's sword was like a thunderbolt, shining brightly in the room. The sword was as heavy as a thousand swords. The sword came out with a crackling sound, as if it had chopped the air into pieces.
Li Muchan, on the other hand, was as steady as a rock, with a calm expression. Despite the two men's offensive, he just waved his sword to form two groups of purple light, which lit up the entire hall, and the sword energy was dense.
Lin Qiongying's eyes widened slightly, and she was surprised. She hadn't seen him for three days, so she looked at him with admiration. It was true. In just a few days, Zhanran's martial arts had improved so much, and his progress was shockingly fast.
"Headmaster Lin, Master Zhanran is really from Jinyangmei Mansion?" Gu Liangzhu stepped forward and sighed in a low voice.
Lin Qiongying was neither cold nor hot, and said calmly: "Well, you can't lie!"
Gu Liangzhu shook his head and sighed: "Such martial arts skills really make us ashamed!"
Lin Qiongying smiled softly, nodded, and said nothing.
The martial arts of Tong Pingyi and Ma Shouzhen were amazing. If they went up there, they would definitely be defeated. However, they didn't expect that Zhan Ran would be able to draw a tie with them. It was hard to tell the difference.
From this point of view, in this entire hall, Zhan Ran's martial arts is undoubtedly the first.
Gu Liangzhu shook his head and said: "I really don't know who in Jinyang Meifu can train such a master!"
Lin Qiongying said: "Zhanran is extremely intelligent, and he is better than the blue."
Gu Liangzhu shook his head and said with a smile: "The depth of his inner strength is most astonishing. It cannot be achieved by intelligence."
Lin Qiongying glanced at him sideways and sneered: "What on earth is Master Gu trying to say? I'm going round and round, but I can't understand!"
"Haha, it's nothing, I'm just curious." Gu Liangzhu touched his nose.
I'm secretly annoyed that I can't keep my mouth shut for a while, saying everything without even looking at who I'm talking to!
"Eh..." People suddenly exclaimed, and Gu Liangzhu hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see Li Muchan's sword technique changing from brilliant to dull.
The swordsmanship became plain, one sword can deal with one person, the sword light was calm, and the purple energy was no longer overwhelming, as if the gorgeous coat was taken off and put on ordinary clothes.
People couldn't help but worry, how could such swordsmanship be able to withstand the tidal wave of sword light from the two men?
Later, people were surprised when they saw that Li Muchan's swordsmanship was ordinary and simple. His sword was neither tricky nor fast, but calm and peaceful.
But Tong Pingyi and Ma Shouzhen fell short of their standard. Once the sword moves were released, halfway through, they became busy and changed, as if they no longer knew how to use the sword.
This behavior is completely different from before, as if he is a different person.
"Weird! It's really weird!" Gu Liangzhu frowned and stared at Li Muchan's sword.
He really couldn't see anything strange, but Tong Pingyi and Ma Shouzhen were by no means easy people to get along with. It must have been Li Muchan who became like this.
Only by being in the middle of the game can you appreciate the power of Tianshu swordsmanship.
A sword came out, directly blocking the two people's back moves. From the outside, it seemed that they changed their moves before they finished using them. Who knew their helplessness? If they didn't change their moves, they would be sent to their door.
Youku knew that they were very awkward. After more than twenty moves, his blood boiled and he became more and more depressed. He wanted to look up to the sky and scream.
"Ah!" Ma Shouzhen had a violent temper and couldn't bear it anymore. He glared and shouted angrily, and the sword light was like lightning, stabbing Li Muchan in the chest.
Li Muchan leisurely struck out with his sword. If Ma Shouzhen did not change his move, he would hit the sword tip himself.
He gritted his teeth, ignored the tip of the sword, and just thrust out.
"Hmph..." He grunted, his left shoulder was pierced, but a smile appeared on his face, and his sword also stabbed Li Muchan's left shoulder.