Li Muchan only looked at his back and noticed Yue Zhiyuan's calm demeanor. It was obvious that his heart was peaceful and peaceful, as if nothing could disturb his state of mind.
Li Muchan frowned. This person was not easy to deal with. It seemed that he was Mei Daoling. He directly turned on his anima, trying to find out what Mei Daoling was thinking.
However, Mei Daoling's mind was as calm as water, like a eminent monk, and he was able to avoid any disturbance. When he heard his footsteps, he didn't feel any strangeness at all, as if they didn't exist.
"Guanhai, come here quickly!" Cheng Suzhen waved her jade hands.
Li Muchan stepped forward, clasped his fists and smiled: "I have met Mr. Jin, Mr. Xu, Mr. Bai, and Mr. Cheng."
Mr. Jin nodded: "Brother Li, you are so brave, you actually want to challenge Dao Ling!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I want to see the thirty-six arts of Longshan Sect. I heard that Senior Mei possesses four of them and is the top figure among the three generations of disciples."
As Li Gaochan spoke, he clasped his fists at Mei Daoling and looked him up and down.
This Mei Daoling was indeed very neat. Although his clothes were old, they were spotless, and his fingernails were neatly trimmed. Li Muchan could tell at a glance that he had a mysophobia.
Mei Daoling's appearance was beyond Li Muchan's imagination. He originally thought he was a handsome man, but in fact he had a handsome appearance with thick eyebrows and big eyes. He had nothing to do with handsomeness and was very masculine.
Although he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, he stands there calmly and calmly, with a hint of elegance that makes people feel good about him.
Li Muchan secretly admired that it was no wonder that Mi Mi was able to win the hearts of the disciples of the Wan Sheng Sect. He was indeed not an ordinary person. The disciples of the Wan Sheng Sect were more gloomy and cunning, and it was difficult to be emotional. Or they were as cold as a river, like Yi Xiaoru, who was no different.
Stone girls are more difficult to be emotional.
However, once these women are in love, they are like a volcano erupting lava, which is far beyond the intensity and intensity of ordinary people and is difficult to contain.
The round-faced old man Xu said with a smile: "Brother Li, what are you going to bet on this time?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "The purpose is to see Senior Mei's martial arts. If nothing else, I just put a thousand miles of silver on the line. Can Senior Mei do it?"
"Okay." Mei Daoling smiled and nodded.
Mr. Xu chuckled and said, "Dao Ling's family background is very strong. Brother Li, don't worry about him!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Forget it, Senior Mei is practicing swordsmanship. I wonder if Senior Mei...?"
"I also use Xi—." Mei Daoling said with a gentle smile: "But I'm better at boxing. Let's compare it with your sword skills first. Maybe you can force me to punch."
Li Muchan smiled slightly: "Then it depends on my ability. Senior Mei, please do it!"
"Little brother, let's draw the sword first!" Mei Daoling said.
Li Muchan nodded: "Okay, I'm welcome!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the sword light came out, but it was slowly stabbed in front of Mei Daoling. Mei Daoling unsheathed his sword and stabbed lightly and swiftly, like a poisonous snake spitting out a message.
An expert can tell when he strikes. Li Muchan can tell from his effortless and effortless stabbing that he has profound swordsmanship. Huo Hou is not in a hurry to use his fast sword, and he is dismantling each move with him. The exquisite sword moves are one after another.
Continuously.
Mei Daoling, however, handled Li Muchan's exquisite swordsmanship with ease, and although he was a little embarrassed, he persisted. Every time he seemed to be unable to stop him, he persisted tenaciously.
Seeing the two men's swords going back and forth, everyone outside the field was a little surprised. They thought it was a matter of one sword. Li Muchan's sword was too fast. The outcome of the sword was determined by the sword. Unexpectedly, Li Muchan gave up his fast sword and did not use it instead.
Real swordsmanship.
Only then did they realize that the exquisiteness of Li Muchan's swordsmanship actually dazzled them, and they felt as if they were blooming like a brocade. It was really strange.
Mr. Jin turned to look at Mr. Xu and Mr. Bai, smiled slightly and the two shook their heads and smiled bitterly. They had had a dispute when discussing Li Muchan's swordsmanship and made a bet. Mr. Xu and Mr. Bai speculated that Li Muchan had such swordsmanship at such a young age.
When practicing Qimen Sword, I only practice one sword.
From childhood to adulthood, from morning to night, after more than ten or twenty years of hard training, I only practiced this one stab, so I was able to reach such a miraculous level. Otherwise, it would never be possible for such a fast sword to be faster than three times.
The Meteor Sword Technique in the Sixteen Arts is definitely abnormal.
However, Mr. Jin opposed their views and felt that Li Muchan's superb swordsmanship was not just about speed, but about the quickness to see through all the opportunities. It was not that simple.
Now seeing Li Mu Chanshi unfolding these exquisite and breathtaking sword moves, Mr. Jin glanced at the other two with some pride.
Cheng Yanhua and Cheng Suzhen also widened their eyes, and Cheng Suhua was also surprised. She also had Li Muchan practicing fast swords, and her assumption that everything was just for speed, now seems to be wrong.
Cheng Yanhua sighed: "How could he have such exquisite swordsmanship at such a young age?"
Cheng Suzhen widened her eyes and shook her head: "I really didn't expect Sichuan..."
Liu Biyun said: "Master, can Brother Li win?"
"That's terrible." Cheng Suzhen shook her head and said, "I think he tried his best, but Senior Brother Mei is still doing it with ease. It looks like he is struggling, but most of it is just pretending."
"Ah?!" Liu Biyun's bright eyes suddenly widened.
Cheng Yanhua laughed and said: "Dao Ling has such a temper. He often likes cats to catch mice and teases his opponents before giving up. I don't know how, and I can't get rid of this problem!"
"Is Brother Li going to lose?" Liu Biyun frowned worriedly.
Cheng Suzhen said angrily: "Look at your temperament, it's like rain when you hear the wind... That's it! Victory or defeat is a common thing for military officers. Isn't that what he advises others?"
"Girl, she is in trouble because she cares." Cheng Yanhua shook his head and smiled: "Don't scare Biyun, I don't think they can tell the winner for a while!"
"Senior Brother Mei hasn't shown up his housekeeping skills yet." Cheng Suzhen shook her head.
Cheng Yanhua said with a smile: "Guan Hai also has hidden skills, the fun will come later."
As the three of them talked, Li Muchan's sword became faster and faster, as if it had changed from a gentle breeze to a violent storm, becoming more and more violent, and the sword moves became more and more subtle, not messy at all because of the speed, each move was as tight as the next.
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Mei Daoling is like a lotus flower in a violent storm. It is shaken by the wind and rain, but it is tenacious and does not fall down, despite the violent storm.
Li Muchan frowned, and suddenly the sword light that filled the sky suddenly dimmed and turned into a bolt of lightning, instantly piercing Mei Daoling's throat.
"Ding..." Mei Daoling's sword stood there at some point, and the two of them retreated at the same time.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Senior Mei is the first one who can block a hundred of my moves!"
"The swordsmanship is good." Mei Daoling gently chinned his head, twisted his neck, and made a series of "click" sounds, then slowly returned the sword and said with a smile: "You are qualified to learn my boxing skills!"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Senior Mei, you want to use your boxing skills to compete with my swordsmanship? All my skills are in the sword. I can't do it without the sword."
Mei Daoling smiled and said: "Just use the sword, it's interesting."
Li Muchan nodded: "Senior Mei, please come!"
"This little guy has such deep inner strength!" Cheng Yanhua whispered.
Cheng Suzhen nodded, she was on par with Mei Daoling, but her cultivation level was not that good. They were more than twenty years apart, a generation apart, so their skills should be far apart.
But after the two swords crossed, they seemed to be different. Just like people of the same generation, Li Muchan's internal strength was by no means average. Even if it was not comparable to Mei Daoling, it was not far behind.
Li Muchan's sword flashed and he stabbed out again, "Woo..." Mei Daoling suddenly let out a low roar, like a tiger coming down the mountain. His whole aura changed, and his original quietness suddenly disappeared, as if he turned into a tiger and rushed towards Li Muchan.
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Li Muchan frowned, Mei Daoling's temperament changed drastically, and his entire appearance also changed. His face was twisted and ferocious, as if he was a different person, and his movements were weird, and he was incredibly fast, and he was close to him instantly.
Li Muchan took a step diagonally, and the sword light turned into an arc to meet him. "Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding," a series of clear sounds sounded. Li Muchan took a step back and waved his sword, blocking Mei Daoling's wild attack.
Mei Daoling seemed to turn into a crazy tiger and attacked Li Muchan, trying to tear him into pieces, which made several people around him feel cold.
Cheng Suzhen frowned and looked at Cheng Yanhua: "Uncle, something is wrong!"
"Yes." Cheng Yanhua nodded slightly and stared at the field.
Liu Biyun said: "Master, has Uncle Mei been cured? It's too scary!"
"Maybe it's the Crazy Tiger Orchid," Cheng Suzhen said.
Cheng Yanhua couldn't help but laugh after hearing this. There is no martial art like Crazy Tiger Fist. It is purely for disciples. As a master, she doesn't look like a master at all!
"Well..." Mei Daoling changed his body again, and his crazy attack suddenly slowed down, and then his body seemed to become slow and heavy. He lightly tapped his right palm and "ding" the long sword swung away. Li Muchan was startled, and the sword
The overwhelming strength coming from his body surprised him.
Could it be that he has never shown his true ability before? This Peiran's strength is too amazing. If he hadn't been so powerful and had deep internal strength, he would never have been able to catch it this time, and the long sword would have flown away long ago.
Mei Daoling let out a strange cry of "Uh-huh", and his body swayed. His palms looked heavy, but they were very light. Each palm hit Li Muchan's sword.
Li Muchan was on guard. Although the sword was powerful, it was still as stable as a sword.
"Hey..." With a slight whistling sound, Mei Daoling changed again, with a light and elegant figure, spinning quickly around Li Muchan, and occasionally slapping a palm.
Li Muchan stopped quietly and stood firmly in the middle of the center. He stabbed out his sword from time to time to block Mei Daoling's sudden attack, like a snake and a crane fighting.
Cheng Suzhen shook her head and sighed: "What an eye-opener!"
She thought to herself that she would never be able to withstand any attack, but Li Muchan could remain undefeated. The two of them were in a deadlock. You can't do anything to me and I can't do anything to you. You come and I fight with joy.
"What's going on with this spirit?" Cheng Yanhua frowned and said, "Looking at the gentle and elegant one, I thought that the madness was gone, but as soon as I took action, it showed its true form, like a ghost or a devil!"
"Uncle, who can win?" Cheng Suzhen asked.
Cheng Yanhua shook his head and said: "They haven't shown the ability to press the bottom of the box yet, so you can't tell."
"These two guys are really messing around!" Cheng Suzhen said angrily. She originally thought that the outcome could be determined with one sword, but now it seems that it will be a protracted battle.
Li Muchan and Mei Daoling really turned into a protracted battle. Mei Daoling kept changing his secret skills, one after another, each one more sophisticated and more powerful. Li Muchan only used one sword to defeat Mei Daoling.
It's ever-changing, just thrust out with a sword, forcing him to change his moves, or breaking his clever moves, and it's hard to tell the difference between the two.
Liu Biyun was extremely nervous at first, fearing that Li Muchan was in danger, but she slowly relaxed as she watched the two of them swinging swords at each other, fighting equally. She turned around and said, "Master, can the eldest brother win?"
"Yes!" Cheng Suzhen nodded vigorously and said, "Don't worry, he will win!"
"Girl, can you please speak in a more moderate tone?" Cheng Yanhua couldn't help but said angrily: "You've told so many lies, how can she still believe you?"
Cheng Suzhen pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Don't worry, uncle, she wants to hear this sentence right now. She obviously knows that it is unreliable, so she has to listen to it to feel comfortable!"
"Master!" Liu Biyi said embarrassedly.
Cheng Yanhua shook his head: "Girl, you are no longer a little girl, so stop being naughty!"
Cheng Suzhen smiled sweetly and said: "Master, you are in front of your disciple!"
"Humph, you still know your identity!" Cheng Yanhua shook his head and hummed.
"Ding" Li Muchan suddenly flicked his sword with his finger, and the sword rang softly before stabbing out slowly.
Mei Daoling shrank sharply, as if he had shrunk in size. His feet were in a strange posture, and his eyes were fixed on Li Muchan's sword for an instant.
Li Muchan's face was solemn, and his eyes were fixed on the sword. He didn't look at anything else, but he saw the sword slowly falling down and slashing towards the top of Mei Daoling's head.
However, Mei Daoling didn't seem to be able to dodge, and allowed the sword to approach slowly, and when he saw that it was about to hit him, he jumped up suddenly, shrunk in Anzhong, and bounced out with the help of the power of the air.
Li Muchan's sword missed, but he did not rush to pursue it. He slowly retracted his sword and then thrust it out again, slowly like an old man or an old lady practicing Tai Chi sword in later generations.
Mei Daoling, however, was like a mouse meeting a cat. He stared at Li Muchan's sword nervously for a moment. When the sword was about to stab him, he squatted down and rolled on the ground, out of the range of the sword's power.
Everyone was baffled by the behavior of the two people. They seemed to be acting. It was a violent storm before, but now it is like two people competing against each other.
Li Muchan's sword was clear and leisurely, as if he was making wild gestures, but Mei Daoling felt as if he was facing a powerful enemy. He was even more nervous than before when facing the violent storm with his swordsmanship, and he was like avoiding snakes and scorpions with his slow sword.
Cheng Suzhen frowned and said, "Uncle, which one did the two of them sing?"
Cheng Yanhua slowly became serious: "It seems that Brother Li's swordsmanship is really superb, maybe to the point of sword power!"
"Sword power?" Cheng Suzhen shook her head and said, "No, right? How old is he!"
Cheng Yanhua said: "Then you think Dao Ling is crazy?"
Cheng Suzhen shook her head: "This doesn't look like it either."
"That's it!" Cheng Yanhua said: "We are outsiders and can't feel the mystery. He is in the middle of the game and feels it the most. Let's get closer!" She said and slowly approached the two people's battle circle, Cheng Suzhen and Liu Biyun also
As he approached, after taking three steps forward, Cheng Yanhua hurriedly stopped, his face changed slightly, and he waved his hands towards Cheng Suzhen and Liu Biyun, indicating that they should not get closer.
Cheng Suzhen also felt a faint chill, as if there was an invisible force filling the air, ready to pounce at any time, and the hairs all over her body stood up.
Liu Biyun's senses are also sharp. She took the Marrow Cleansing Pill. Different from ordinary people, her sensitivity is even better than that of Cheng Suzhen. She can feel a sword across her head. (To be continued.)
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