Li Muchan and Qin Yeqiu's expressions suddenly changed, they were truly top masters!
Li Muchan frowned. This was the first time he encountered a master with such profound cultivation. It seemed that the top master in this world was beyond his expectation.
"Senior sister, you will leave first later!" Li Muchan whispered.
Qin Yeqiu shook his head: "We don't want to leave!"
Li Muchan smiled and stopped. At this time, they had reached the top of a mountain. A strong wind was blowing in their faces, whistling as it blew over the surrounding stones.
The surroundings were bare, with only stones and no trees. Li Muchan and Qin Yeqiu stood side by side. He glanced at Qin Yeqiu, with a fluttering purple robe, a face like flawless white jade, and a pair of eyes that were calm, without any trace of panic.
This Qi-nurturing skill made Li Muchan secretly admire, he was worthy of being a palace master, he might have truly seen through life and death without any fear.
Because he has seen through the secret of reincarnation, he is not afraid of death, but if he can avoid death, then it is not a good idea to start over again. Everything here cannot be left behind.
He turned around and saw a skinny old man in black standing quietly on a big rock, looking at the two of them indifferently.
The stone was three feet away from them, about ten steps away. For masters like Li Muchan, they could reach it in one step and within the attack range of one move.
Li Muchan smiled and looked carefully at the old man in black. He was as thin as a pine tree, with many and deep wrinkles on his face. A slight wrinkle could kill a mosquito.
Looking at his waning appearance, the fire of life is about to be extinguished at any time, and people dare not touch it. If it is touched at any time, it will kill him.
Li Muchan sighed, people in this world have long lifespans, and their muscles and bones no longer rely on their strength as they grow older, but their inner strength becomes stronger as they grow older. This old man may have cultivated for more than a hundred years, or even two hundred years.
"What are you doing, old man?" Li Muchan clasped his fists and glanced at the group of people with Chinese characters slowly approaching up the mountain. Their faces were gloomy, and they showed no joy in catching up with Li Muchan.
They knelt down on the ground with respectful expressions and bowed to the old man in black.
The old man in black stood steadily. It was as if he had merged with the surrounding stones and became a stone. He did not look at them. He only looked at Li Muchan quietly.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It seems that the old man is standing up for them. Longshan Sect is indeed the Longshan Sect. I admire it! I admire it!"
Zishang Palace is considered a first-class sect, but compared to super sects such as Longshan Sect, there is still a difference between adults and children. In order to deal with Zishang Palace, they actually dispatched experts like their ancestors. They first sent people secretly, and then sent such top experts.
.really very careful.
The old man in black looked at Li Muchan for a long time and said slowly: "Zi Shang Palace?"
Qin Yeqiu said calmly: "Qin Yeqiu of Zishang Palace, do you dare to ask me who is the master?"
"What's my name..." The dark eyes of the old man in black slowly rolled twice and said slowly: "I am Gu Dongting!"
"Gu Dongting..." Qin Yeqiu pondered for a moment. His face changed slightly: "Magic Sword Gu Dongting?!"
"I haven't heard this name for a long time." Gu Dongting nodded: "I didn't expect that the little girl has a good memory and still remembers me."
Li Muchan turned to look at Qin Yeqiu. She said calmly: "The great swordsman from a hundred years ago was so famous that I didn't expect to see him today!"
Li Muchan looked Gu Dongting up and down, and finally saw a long knife hanging on his waist, which seemed to blend in with the black clothes. The scabbard was black, inconspicuous, and easily ignored by others.
Li Muchan frowned. This situation should not happen to him. The knife was a murder weapon, and he would be very alert to detect any murder weapon.
As soon as he felt it, a chill suddenly filled his heart. He stared at the scabbard, as if he saw a tiger squatting there and taking a nap, and it would wake up at any time to eat people.
Li Muchan nodded: "Magic knife..."
Qin Yeqiu warned in a low voice: "Wuji, hold on tight to me later and don't fight with him."
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and looked at her in surprise. Qin Yeqiu whispered: "He who can't be beaten, he was invincible a hundred years ago!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "This opportunity is rare. I just want to compete with the top masters. Senior sister, please go first. I have my own way to escape."
"Nonsense!" Qin Yeqiu frowned.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Sister, don't worry, I won't die, right?"
Qin Yeqiu frowned and looked at him. Li Muchan's status in her heart was getting higher and higher. He had extraordinary wisdom, martial arts, and talent. He was the future hope of Zishang Palace.
"Then be careful and leave immediately if something goes wrong!" Qin Yeqiu warned in a low voice: "Don't worry about me, I also have a secret way to escape."
Li Muchan nodded: "Sister, don't worry, I may not lose."
Qin Yeqiu shook his head. He had never experienced the power of this magic sword, so he was so confident. He would only regret it once he actually fought it, because he was afraid that it would be too late.
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Li Muchan cupped his fists and smiled: "Senior Gu, how about we compare notes?"
"It's not a competition." Gu Dongting said slowly: "I only kill people, not a competition...little guy, stop talking and draw your sword!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It's so nice!"
He slowly pulled out the Zhaoxia Sword, and the blade reflected the bright light. At this time, Guozi Lian and the others were already approaching, and stopped three feet apart, staring eagerly at him.
However, their expressions were cold and solemn, and their gazes were eager. In Li Muchan's eyes, they were far inferior to Gu Dongting's quiet look. He was a real tiger, ready to pounce at any time.
Li Muchan pointed his long sword at Gu Dongting and said in a deep voice: "Senior Gu, be careful!"
He jumped up and swung his sword in the air. The sword light seemed to have escaped from the sword and turned into real mercury and poured towards Gu Dongting.
Gu Dongting stood quietly on the stone, like a pine tree, motionless. When the sword light hit his body, he flashed his waist, "Ding..." Li Muchan flew out and landed next to Qin Yeqiu again.
Qin Yeqiu didn't see the specific scene clearly and quickly turned to look at Li Muchan: "Junior brother?"
Li Muchan shook his head, with a solemn expression on his face, and said slowly: "I really underestimate the heroes of the world, who are good at swordsmanship and good at cultivation!"
Gu Dongting frowned and looked at Li Muchan. The wrinkles on his face seemed to be squeezed together. He had a frown on his face and a puzzled look in his eyes.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior Gu is good at swordsmanship, I admire him!"
They had surprised expressions on their faces. They looked at Li Muchan in surprise, as if the sun was coming out of the west. They then looked at Gu Dongting, who was frowning.
Gu Dongting was known as the Demon Sword back then. Although he was not invincible, he rarely encountered opponents. After returning to the mountain gate, his sword skills became more and more exquisite.
He almost never uses the sword again. Once he does, there is no enemy with a single blow. He has been hiding in the dark to protect the disciples of the sect, which is regarded as his last strength.
They had seen him use the sword several times, cutting off two people with one blow, and no one was spared. They didn't expect that this kid could be able to catch Mr. Gu's sword at such a young age.
Gu Dongting said calmly: "You are much better than your fellow disciples of the Longshan Sect, but it's a pity that you are not a disciple of the sect. This time I take action!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior Gu, please——!"
Gu Dongting's body slowly straightened up, and the wrinkles on his face slowly loosened. Then they disappeared, and the originally dry face gradually became plump, as if time had gone back. He regained his youthful appearance.
In a matter of moments, he changed from a frail old man to a middle-aged man, with a majestic air. The whole person was like a long knife, exuding a strong evil aura. This evil aura was like substance, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped one level. From spring to
Early winter.
They were even more surprised by Gu Dongting's face. They didn't expect Gu Dongting to have such an appearance. Could it be that he was practicing luck?
However, Li Muchan could see that he was not exercising his power, but releasing his previously restrained internal energy, just like his own Kung Rong Gong.
Qin Yeqiu's face changed slightly and he whispered: "Let's go!"
Li Muchan shook his head: "I want to see his most powerful sword. Senior sister, you go first!"
"I won't leave!" Qin Yeqiu snorted.
She was helpless and angry. This junior brother was usually a stable person, but at this time, he became competitive and ignored the danger.
Li Muchan whispered: "Senior sister, I want to see the power of this magic sword. You go first, and I will pick him up and come right away!"
"You may not be able to catch his sword!" Qin Yeqiu shook his head.
Li Muchan smiled: "Senior sister, you are looking down on me. Leave now before I take action. Otherwise, I won't be able to use my sword with peace of mind!"
"...Okay." Qin Yeqiu nodded slowly.
Li Muchan smiled, returned the long sword to its sheath, pressed the sword with his right hand, and stood with his feet in an unusual posture, quietly looking at the demon sword Gu Dongting whose appearance had changed drastically.
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Gu Dongting stopped changing and turned into a middle-aged man. Yue Zhiyuan stopped and looked at Li Muchan, nodded and said: "No one has forced me to do this for a long time!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "What kind of Kung Fu does Gu Laolian do?"
Gu Dongting said: "This is the secret secret of Longshan Sect's Zhenzong - Hidden Dragon Skill. If the little guy can see this skill, he will not be unjust even if he dies!"
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "Senior Gu is talking big words. Do you think you can kill me?"
Gu Dongting smiled, with a calm and composed expression, and nodded slightly: "Your swordsmanship and cultivation are indeed superb. I didn't expect that such a top master like you would come out of Zishang Palace. It's a pity that you met me, and you were unlucky.
If it doesn’t work, take the knife!”
Before he finished speaking, the sword flashed and Li Muchan's waist flashed, "Ding..." Li Muchan slid out two feet away, and his feet sank into the stone two inches deep.
Gu Dongting frowned and looked at him, then looked at the long knife in his hand. This time people finally saw clearly the appearance of the long knife in his hand. It was as bright as silver and cold, and the rest was no different from an ordinary long knife.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Good sword skills, come again!"
Gu Dongting laughed loudly: "Okay, I underestimated you, come again, little guy!"
He jumped forward and with a flash of the sword, people felt pain in front of their eyes. The sword was so bright that it hurt their eyes.
They closed their eyes, and heard the crisp sound of "ding-ding-ding-ding..." in their ears. It was continuous and denser than a storm, making them breathless.
When the sound of swords clashing suddenly stopped, their eyes slowly recovered and they looked around. Li Muchan and Qin Yeqiu were no longer there, only Gu Dongting stood quietly on the stone.
"Master..." The middle-aged man with a Chinese-style face stepped forward and asked boldly: "They...?"
"Okay, let's go back." Gu Dongting slowly returned the knife to the sheath with a solemn expression.
The middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face was bold and asked in a low voice: "Did they escape?"
Gu Dongting paused and slowly turned to look at him. He said with a middle-aged face and a Chinese character: "Master, we want to destroy Zishang Palace. We can't see Zishang Palace. Even if we destroy the palace owner, it's only half of it. If we can't kill him, we can't."
Losing the Palace Master would be a bit of a failure!"
"Xiao Li, this trip was in vain." Gu Dongting shook his head and said, "Zishang Palace is nothing to worry about."
"What about that kid?" the middle-aged man with a Chinese character asked.
Gu Dongting shook his head: "He will definitely die. There is no need to think about him anymore."
"Master, did you kill him?" The middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face suddenly smiled.
Gu Dongting said: "If he takes a stab from me, he will definitely die... Zishang Palace will lose him, so it's nothing to worry about, so don't worry about it anymore!"
"Yes!" The middle-aged Chinese-faced man believed Gu Dongting's words with a smile on his face.
In his eyes, Li Muchan was much more important than Qin Yeqiu. This time, he would have been lucky to have his master to protect him, otherwise he would have already taken care of his fate.
Gu Dongting suddenly paused, "Poof!" A bloody arrow spurted out.
"Master!" The middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face was shocked. He hurriedly tried to hold him, but was pushed away. Gu Dongting bent down and spit out another blood arrow, then wiped the corners of his mouth as if nothing had happened.
"Master, are you injured!?" the middle-aged man with a Chinese character asked in disbelief.
Gu Dongting nodded: "This little guy is very powerful, with profound cultivation and superb swordsmanship, a bit like Linhai Pavilion!"
"Is he a disciple of Linhai Pavilion?!" asked the middle-aged man with a Chinese character.
Gu Dongting shook his head: "Linhai Pavilion swordsmanship is too difficult to practice. The younger generations are not up to par. No one can truly teach it. He is not a disciple of Linhai Pavilion!"
"Fortunately, this kid is excepted!" The middle-aged man with a Chinese-character face sighed with lingering fear.
Gu Dongting's expression changed, he frowned, and said nothing. He suddenly had a doubt, maybe this kid could save his life!
If he really escaped with his life, he would be really a trouble, and ordinary masters would not be able to deal with him!
Li Muchan and Qin Yeqiu turned into two streams of light, spanning more than ten miles in the blink of an eye. Li Muchan suddenly stopped and let go of Qin Yeqiu.
Qin Yeqiu's face turned pale. She had never experienced such a fast speed. The wind in front of her was like a knife, almost crushing her with huge pressure.
The two of them landed on the thick soft ground of the forest. The dead leaves and branches were as soft as cushions. Li Muchan was lying on his back with a huge wound on his chest and his face was pale.
"Junior brother!" Qin Yeqiu cried out.
The swords of the two were so fast that she couldn't see everything clearly. She only felt her eyes flickering and she was being led by Li Muchan at a high speed. When she realized it, she was already here.
Li Muchan smiled, shook his head and said, "Senior sister, let me take a break."
"Your injury..." Qin Yeqiu stared at his wound.
From his left shoulder to his right hip, the knife cut almost all of his internal organs diagonally, making it bloody and frightening.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It's just a flesh wound, it doesn't matter."
"Flesh wounds?!" Qin Yeqiu reached out and touched it to see how badly he was injured, and took out the porcelain bottle from his arms.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Sister, I'm not trying to comfort you, I'm really bruised."
His body-protecting skills were at their peak, and if it weren't for Gu Dongting's deep cultivation and strange inner strength, this sword wouldn't be able to hurt him at all.
"It really doesn't matter?" Qin Yeqiu touched it and found that the wound was very shallow.
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