Jiang Guiliu had a gloomy face and nodded slowly: "I admire you!"
Li Muchan smiled: "Dr. Jiang, I appreciate the award. I'm sorry to send it away so far!"
"...Let's go!" Jiang Guiliu looked at him deeply, waved his hands fiercely, and everyone started to move. Some helped the injured companions, some lifted Huang Zongqi's body, some started first, and some protected behind, all in an orderly manner.
It was chaotic and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
The bare ground was covered with footprints, showing the fierce battle just now.
Li Muchan breathed a long sigh of relief, and his body suddenly softened. Liu Biyun hurriedly supported him and shouted: "Brother Li?!"
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's really too much!"
Liu Biyun hurriedly asked: "Brother Li, are you okay?"
Li Muchan shook his head: "It doesn't matter, I'm out of strength. Let's go quickly."
"Yes, yes, hurry up!" Mo Jiye nodded hurriedly: ""
Xie Jianfeng hummed: "I'm afraid they won't succeed!"
Mo Jiye glared at him, and Cui Shaoqing said: "There are no outsiders, why are you being so harsh!"
Xie Jianfeng said: "These guys in Linhai Pavilion are so stupid, so what's the point of swarming them!"
Cui Shaoqing shook his head: "We deal with Yin Zhaojiang differently?"
Xie Jianfeng said angrily: "Senior Brother Cui, where are you from?!"
Cui Shaoqing said: "I stand on which side of the truth."
Mo Jiye waved his hand: "Okay, let's leave quickly before they react. Brother Li, can you hurry up?"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "It's okay."
Mo Jiye nodded: "Okay, let's go!"
He got into the woods first. The others followed. They were like five wisps of smoke, using their skills to their heart's content, a bit like a bereaved dog.
Liu Biyun was afraid at first that Li Muchan's internal strength was insufficient. Later, when Li Muchan received a burst of internal strength, she was relieved. He had cultivated too deeply. No matter how weak his internal strength was, he was still far better than the four of her!
Everyone ran for more than a hundred miles in one breath. They went straight to the north. When they crossed mountains and crossed rivers, they walked in a straight line and tried their best to get back.
Halfway through, they were intercepted by Linhai Pavilion disciples. Li Muchan's pebbles flew and he eliminated more than a dozen people in the blink of an eye without any delay.
From early morning to dusk, they ran for more than two thousand miles without drinking a sip of water, and only rested in a forest as the sun set.
Liu Biyun said with concern: "Brother Li, are you okay?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "My inner strength has recovered... this place has left the boundary of Linhai Pavilion, so I can consider it as a correction!"
The four of them had pale faces. They were running as fast as they could, but Li Muchan's face was rosy. With their speed, he was almost walking at a leisurely pace, adjusting his breath to recover.
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"Brother Li, are you leaving?!" Liu Biyun asked hurriedly.
Li Muchan nodded and said: "There is no such thing as a feast that lasts forever. It's time for me to go back."
Liu Biyun said: "Brother Li, come back to the mountain with us!"
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "I still have something to do, so I'll go there next time when I have the chance!"
Liu Biyun reluctantly left. Mo Jiye smiled and said: "Brother Li, we owe you two lives for losing this time!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Well, there will always be a chance to repay me in the future, Biyun, Brother Mo, Brother Cui, Brother Xie, see you later!"
Liu Biyun frowned and looked at him with a hint of resentment.
Li Muchan looked to the south with a wry smile, shook his head and sighed.
"Brother Li, what's wrong?" Liu Biyun asked hurriedly.
Li Muchan sighed: "I can't leave!...Linhai Pavilion is really haunting, and it's chasing after me again!"
"So fast!?" Mo Jiye frowned and said, "The person here is not good, he may be a top expert!"
They exerted all their strength along the way, but the people behind them were still able to catch up and outperformed them in Qinggong, and good Qinggong often means high cultivation.
Besides, the people in Linhai Pavilion should also know that there are top experts here, and ordinary people don't have to come here to die. If they do come, they must be sure.
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Mo is right."
"Huh!" A sudden shout sounded out, and Mo Jiye and the others trembled. This soft hum was like thunder in their ears.
Li Muchan said: "Senior, who is here to come?"
"Sure enough, you are quite capable!" Two old men in green shirts suddenly appeared in front of the five people, as if they suddenly jumped into their field of vision.
Mo Jiye and the others calmed down and stared at them with wide eyes, their hearts sinking.
They had extensive knowledge and could tell at a glance that these two old men were over a hundred years old and had been practicing for several times longer. How could they have any chance of winning?
If the old men of ordinary sects are fine, even if their cultivation is deep, their cultivation methods can make up for the difference in cultivation. However, this is the older generation of masters from Linhai Pavilion. Their cultivation methods are comparable, and their cultivation determines the outcome.
Li Muchan looked at the two old men up and down. They were both of medium height and short, one was round and the other was thin and slender. They looked a bit elegant.
The elegant old man stroked his silver beard and said calmly: "Young man, please tell me your name."
Li Muchan smiled: "Qingmei Li Guanhai is just a nobody, but these two seniors are Linhai Pavilion disciples?"
"Yes, I have never heard of Zong Tianliang and Qingmei Li Guanhai." The elegant old man nodded slowly and said: "You have such a cultivation level at such a young age, who is your master?"
"My master has passed away." Li Muchan said.
"Hmm." The two old men looked at each other, and Zong Tianliang said, "Why are you helping the Longshan Sect?"
Li Muchan smiled and glanced at Liu Biyun.
"Heroes are short-tempered but sons and daughters love each other, that's how it is!" Zong Tianliang stroked his beard and nodded: "It's a pity that your cultivation has offended us. What a pity!"
Li Muchan smiled: "Are the two seniors about to kill?"
"As long as you understand!" Zong Tianliang said slowly: "It's just that you provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked!"
Li Muchan turned around and said: "Biyun, Brother Mo, you go ahead. I'll come and learn about the clever tricks of the two seniors!"
"Brother Li, let's go together." Mo Jiye said in a deep voice.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "I'll just leave if I can't beat you. If you are here, it will be inconvenient for me to act!"
"This..." Mo Jiye pondered.
Zong Tianliang smiled, shook his head and said, "In my opinion, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. Even if you are dealt with, they won't be able to escape."
Mo Jiye frowned and said, "Senior Zong wants to kill us too?"
"The crime of death can be spared but the punishment of life cannot be spared!" Zong Tianliang said with a faint smile.
Mo Jiye hummed in a deep voice: "Senior, you use the big to bully the small, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the world?!"
Zong Tianliang ignored Mo Jiye and said to Li Muchan: "Brother Li, take action and let me see your true ability!"
Li Muchan smiled, drew out his long sword, and stabbed it with a sliding step. Zong Tianliang's expression suddenly became solemn, and the previous lightness disappeared.
"Ding..." He drew his sword and blocked it. The two swords collided and made a crisp sound. The short and fat old man frowned and looked at Li Muchan in surprise.
He knew that his senior brother's cultivation was really unfathomable, but the boy in front of him actually blocked a sword without letting go of the sword.
Li Muchan felt Cheng Peiran's power surge from his sword, but he flicked his wrist, turning the strength into power, and thrust out another sword, surprisingly fast.
"Ding..." Zong Tianliang blocked his chest with his horizontal sword, and his figure stretched out by one foot.
He lowered his head and looked at the blade of the sword, then looked at Li Muchan in surprise. He didn't expect that Li Muchan's thrust was so powerful. The thrust was so fast that he had no time to use the move and could only block it.
Li Muchan hummed: "Good swordsmanship!"
He "chi" thrust out his sword, like cutting through cloth. The tip of the sword suddenly appeared on Zong Tianliang's chest, and he was not allowed to make a move. The tip of the sword had already penetrated.
As if there were springs under his feet, Zong Tianliang withdrew two feet with a "swish", looked at Li Muchan hesitantly, and then looked down at his chest.
Li Muchan pierced his chest with a sword, but only the flesh was injured. However, the sword had frightened him to the point of shock. He couldn't believe it. The sword was too fast.
Li Muchan said calmly: "Senior Zong, be careful!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the tip of the sword had already appeared on Zong Tianliang's chest. Zong Tianliang moved sideways fiercely at the critical moment, grunted, and received a sword blow on his left shoulder, causing blood to spurt out.
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"Brother Zong!" the short, fat old man shouted in surprise.
Zong Tianliang looked down at his shoulder and said with a wry smile: "What an amazing swordsmanship!"
Li Muchan smiled: "That's funny!"
Zong Tianliang nodded: "With such swordsmanship, no wonder they are suffering!... Junior Brother Xiao, it seems we are going to join forces!"
The short and fat old man was startled, then nodded and flashed to his side.
Xie Jianfeng was furious: "You two are so shameless! ... At your age, if you bully the younger ones, you will bully the younger ones. You Linhai Pavilion are really despicable!"
Zong Tianliang smiled and said: "To each other."
"Senior Brother Mo, let's come too!" Xie Jianfeng roared angrily.
Li Muchan shook his head: "Thank you brother, thank you for your kindness, I'll do it!"
"Brother Li, these two old guys are coming together, I'm afraid you won't be able to resist them!" Xie Jianfeng shouted.
Li Muchan smiled: "Let me give it a try!"
Mo Jiye waved his hand and said: "Thank you, junior brother, don't cause trouble!"
Xie Jianfeng glared at Zong Tianliang unwillingly: "You old man!"
Zong Tianliang's face darkened, and his eyes shot toward Xie Jianfeng like lightning. Xie Jianfeng stared back without any sign of weakness: "What, you want to kill me?"
Zong Tianliang sneered: "You kid, slap your mouth!"
As soon as he arrived in front of Xie Jianfeng, he waved his palm and said, "Hi!" A small stone flew out of Li Muchan's sleeve and hit Zong Tianliang's right hand.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound like thunder, the pebbles turned into powder, and Zong Tianliang also took a step back.
Only then did Xie Jianfeng react and hurriedly hid behind Mo Jiye.
Li Muchan smiled: "Senior Zong, why should he have the same experience as the juniors and lower his status?"
Zong Tianliang sneered: "Okay, okay!"
His face was gloomy, his eyes were like spitting fire, as if he wanted to eat Xie Jianfeng, and he glared at Li Muchan coldly: "Young man is very capable, Junior Brother Xiao, do it!"
The two old men drew their swords and stabbed Li Muchan at the same time. Quickly and abruptly, Li Muchan swung his sword, "ding ding ding ding..." and there was a continuous clear sound.
While receiving the moves from the two men, Li Muchan studied the swordsmanship of Linhai Pavilion. The swordsmanship performed by these two old men was far better than that of ordinary disciples. After seeing it, Li Muchan had a great understanding of the swordsmanship of Linhai Pavilion and couldn't help but smile.!~
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