Li Muchan stood up with a smile, walked out of the pavilion and came to the open space in the center of the flower garden. The five girls glared angrily at Feng Zui, watching him slowly approach.
Xiuxiu floated around and followed Li Muchan, came to the side of the five girls, and whispered: "Let's see how the young master teaches him a lesson and vents his anger on everyone!"
"Really?" The five of them looked at Li Muchan and then at Feng Zui.
They are the eyes and ears of the Yin Sect. They have been staying in Jingzhou City and have a deep understanding of the sudden rise of Feng Zui. They know that he is a genius disciple carefully cultivated by the Divine Sword Sect. He has profound cultivation and is known as the number one in the Divine Sword Sect.
The Divine Sword Sect cannot be underestimated, otherwise it would not be able to survive the Wan Sheng Sect's pursuit for so many years. How could the talented disciples they have trained with all their efforts be any worse?
They knew that Li Mu had a profound Zen practice, but Feng Zui was even more terrifying, and he might not be able to defeat Feng Zui.
Seeing the looks of the five people, Xiuxiu was a little angry and said angrily: "Don't worry, just because he wants to beat the young master? Humph, it's a dream!"
The five people smiled, retracted their resentful eyes, and nodded with smiles. They all liked Xiu Xiu, she was enthusiastic and kind, they had no airs, and they didn't want to hurt each other's feelings by telling the truth.
Li Muchan stood up and said with a smile: "Brother Feng is practicing swords?"
"Yes, I practice swordsmanship!" Feng Zui nodded slowly.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "The swordsmanship of the Divine Sword Sect is average?"
Feng Zui hummed solemnly: "The world underestimates our Divine Sword Sect!"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and smiled: "The swordsmanship of the Divine Sword Sect is indeed average, but your confidence must be very extraordinary!... Could it be the swordsmanship of the Sword Sect?"
Feng Zui's expression suddenly changed, and his energy burst out.
Li Muchan knew at the first glance that he had been right, and said with a smile: "It turns out to be the swordsmanship of the Sword Sect, and I have learned a thing or two about it!"
"Your Divine Sword Sect stole the Sword Sect's swordsmanship?!" Yi Xiaoru said coldly.
Feng Zui smiled and said: "Senior Sister Yi misunderstood, we don't have the Sword Stealing Sect swordsmanship, we created it ourselves!"
"Your own swordsmanship?!" Yi Xiaoru frowned and said, "I have had contact with the Sword Sect. I can tell if it is their swordsmanship at a glance!"
Feng Zui frowned and said displeasedly: "Senior Sister Yi, you are so underestimating me!... To be honest, our swordsmanship is indeed based on the Sword Sect, so there are inevitable similarities, but because of this, we are said to have stolen it.
The Sword Sect’s swordsmanship is too much!”
"That's nice to say!" Yi Xiaoru lowered her face and said coldly: "You Shenjian Sect is really shameless, you can do such a thing!"
Feng Zui simply refused to explain and said in a deep voice: "It's better for me to see the truth!"
He had always been smiling, as if he had everything in mind, but now he was a little angry and no longer maintained his smile, saying in a deep voice: "Brother He, please stop!"
He vented his anger on Li Muchan and decided to deal with Li Muchan well, venting all the injustice he had suffered on him, just to give them some color!
Li Muchan saw through his intentions and smiled: "Please stop!"
He slowly pulled out the Yingxue Sword. Feng Zui narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly: "What a sword!"
After saying that, he pulled out the long sword from his waist. The sword was bright and sharp, only one point worse than the Yingxue Sword. At first glance, it was not an ordinary Qingfeng sword, but a precious sword.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Brother Feng, if you can take ten of my moves, I will lose!"
"Hmm——?!" Feng Zui's face was covered with a layer of frost, and he sneered: "What a loud tone, okay, then I'll take a look at your skills and swordsmanship!"
His heart was as angry as fire, but his reason was as cold as ice. He sneered and stabbed out his sword, and the sword body turned into a line of cold lightning. It was extremely fast and unparalleled, and it turned from still to extremely abrupt.
Li Muchan gently picked it up, "Ding..." The clear sound kept coming. The two swords were both swords, and the sound they made when they collided was particularly clear and beautiful.
"What a sword!" Li Muchan praised, then shook his head: "Although the sword is good, my swordsmanship is not that good. Come again!"
"Huh!" Feng Zui snorted coldly, and the sword light turned into a bright light, like a pool of water falling down, directly covering Li Muchan.
Li Muchan stabbed lightly again, "Ding..." The sword light all over the sky disappeared in an instant, and the clear and exciting sound of the sword could not be heard.
"The sword is good, but the swordsmanship is still not good." Li Muchan shook his head and sighed: "Bring on your special skills, this kind of swordsmanship is really boring!"
"Okay!" Feng Zui sneered: "I really underestimated you, He, take another move from me!"
"Ding..." Li Muchan stabbed his sword and shook his head: "It's still too slow!"
"Ding..." In the clear voice, Li Muchan still shook his head and sighed: "Brother Feng, it's still too slow, otherwise forget it. How can you fight with Xiaoru with your swordsmanship?!"
Feng Zui pursed his lips tightly, but his sword became faster and faster. The girls around him couldn't see his sword clearly, but they could clearly see Li Muchan's sword. It was slow and clumsy, stabbing left and picking right, carelessly.
He acted casually and hit Feng Zui's sword, breaking his move.
Yi Xiaoru admired in her heart, her eldest brother's swordsmanship was really perfect. It was skillful but not sophisticated, and the complex was simplified. This man surnamed Feng did practice the swordsmanship of the Sword Sect. Unfortunately, he was like a child in front of his eldest brother. He was not basic at all.
There was no threat, she shook her head.
"Ah——!" Feng Zui was furious and roared. The sword light suddenly rose, like a sun falling in front of people's eyes.
They had to close their eyes, and all they could hear in their ears was a series of "ding-ding-ding-ding" sounds, which were denser than rain hitting plantains.
Li Muchan's voice followed: "It's still too slow! Too slow!"
"He, come here, I want to see how fast your sword is!" Feng Zui yelled.
The girls opened their eyes, and now the sword light was no longer so dazzling. They felt awe-inspiring. The sword light was so strong, which showed how powerful the sword technique was.
But it was Li Muchan's hand that caught his sword. He didn't touch the sword, but played the sword with his fingers, like playing a piano. He flicked the sword with his fingers, one by one, making a "ding-ding" sound.
Voice.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "You really want me to come?"
"Come on, come on!" Feng Zui sneered: "Don't just talk without practicing, just say that my sword is slow. Let me see if you can make a sword faster!"
"Okay." Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "Then I will demonstrate. Are you ready?"
"Come on!" Feng Zui sneered and relaxed all over. Only the sword trembled slightly. His kung fu was already at its peak in a moment and he could thrust out the fastest sword at any time.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Here we go, let's take a look at the sword!"
"Chi!" There was a soft whistle, and the white light flashed in front of people's eyes, and the sound was like tearing cloth. They could not see the sword, only a flash of white light.
"How?" Li Muchan put the tip of his sword against Feng Zui's throat and looked at him with a smile: "Is my sword fast enough?"
"Come again!" Feng Zui's expression remained unchanged and he stared at Li Muchan with a sneer: "It's just a trick, come again!"
"Brother Feng, I know you have horizontal kung fu and are not afraid of swords, but my sword is a precious sword. No matter how strong your horizontal kung fu is, you can't stop it, so be careful!" Li Muchan smiled and put away the sword: "
That’s it, let’s strike again, are you ready?”
Feng Zui's expression changed, and then his whole body tensed up, his chest heaved up and down violently a few times, and then deflated. His whole body seemed to have lost weight, and he said in a deep voice: "Come on!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Okay, let's take a look at the sword!"
"Tsk!" After a flash of white light, he let out a soft whistle. The tip of the sword was already pressed against Feng Zui's throat. He hadn't been able to move at all, and people hadn't reacted yet.
Li Muchan put the tip of his sword on his throat and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, what about this sword?"
Feng Zui stared at him blankly, his face pale and without a trace of blood.
Li Muchan put away his sword and said with a smile: "No matter how good your swordsmanship is, it's useless if your sword is too slow. You'd better go back and practice hard!"
Feng Zui stared at Li Muchan: "You...your swordsmanship..."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "My swordsmanship is average, I'm just fast. When your sword becomes faster than mine, it's never too late to come back to me!"
After saying that, he shook his head: "Although the swordsmanship of Jianzong is wonderful, it is a pity that it requires the mental method to be consistent. If your mental method is not consistent with the mental method of Jianzong, it is useless to be exquisite."
The sword sect's mental method is unique, and when combined with the sword technique, it can greatly increase the speed of the sword. However, although Feng Zui's mental method is exquisite, it has no speed-increasing effect.
As a result, no matter how exquisite the sword technique is, he has no time to display it, so what can he do?
Li Muchan turned his head and said, "Xiaoru, why don't you give him back?"
"That's all!" Yi Xiaoru nodded lightly, walked to the beautiful girl, carried her to Feng Zui, and said calmly: "Mr. Feng, do you want to compete with me?"
Feng Zui shook his head, sighed, and his pale face slowly returned to normal.
Yi Xiaoru said: "My swordsmanship is not as good as that of my elder brother, so why don't you compare?"
"Sigh... what's the use of competing? As long as he's here, I have no hope." Feng Zui shook his head and sighed: "Senior Sister Yi, I really didn't expect him..."
Yi Xiaoru said calmly: "Even if my eldest brother's martial arts is not the best in the world, it is rare in the world. It doesn't matter if you lose at his hands."
She said, patting the beautiful girl's vest, and her acupoints were immediately released.
The beautiful girl glared at her angrily, then glared fiercely at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan sheathed his sword, stood aside with his hands folded, met her angry gaze, and smiled.
The beautiful girl said angrily: "Whose surname is He, I will take revenge!"
"Okay." Li Muchan nodded with a smile: "Then I'll wait and see. After you practice your martial arts, you can take revenge on me! ... But it won't be so easy next time. If you can't beat me, I will capture you and become the maid of the sect master!
"
The beautiful girl's expression suddenly changed. She glared at him fiercely and then turned away and ignored him. What happened this time scared her.
She was not afraid of death. She was afraid that life would be worse than death. If she was really ruined, she would have no shame in living and no shame in dying. She felt that Li Muchan's smile was particularly hateful, and she wanted to smash it with a punch.
Yi Xiaoru said calmly: "Master Feng, I think you have a profound cultivation level. How did you do it?"
She patted her gently as she spoke, and Feng Zui subconsciously extended his palm to greet her. There was a muffled "bang" sound, and Yi Xiaoru took a step back, her face slightly red.
However, Feng Zui's expression did not change, he stood firmly on the spot, frowning and said: "Senior Sister Yi really want to attack me?"
"I heard that you have profound cultivation. I didn't believe it at first, but now I believe it." Yi Xiaoru waved her hand: "Your Divine Sword Sect has an evil mind. It seems that you have abused many women!"
"Senior Sister Yi misunderstood, our thoughts are not that bad!" Feng Zui smiled disapprovingly: "I didn't abuse women either!"
Yi Xiaoru said coldly: "Just leave, otherwise I can't help but kill you!"
She wanted to kill Feng Zui, but she didn't want to do it herself. If she killed Feng Zui now, the Divine Sword Sect would definitely take crazy revenge, which she might not be able to bear.
She remembered her master's instructions when she came down the mountain, not to confront the Shenjian Sect head-on, and not to be stubborn. The final killer would be handed over to the Sword Sect.
Feng Zui hugged the beautiful girl and explored her body. No injuries were found. He breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Xiaoying, is it okay?"
"Young Master, they didn't touch me." The beautiful girl gently chinned her head and hummed: "But they are very hateful, they have been blocking my acupuncture points!"
Feng Zui relaxed completely, cupped his fists and said, "Sister Yi, see you later!"
His expression was solemn, and his confident smile disappeared. He lost all his confidence after being hit by Li Muchan, and he no longer looked cheerful.
"Well, I won't give it away!" Yi Xiaoru said coldly.
Feng Zui said solemnly to Li Muchan: "Brother He, I will come back!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Come to me after you have practiced your sword!"
"Definitely!" Feng Zui said in a deep voice, holding the girl in his arms as he floated over the courtyard wall and disappeared.
Xiuxiu clapped her hands and praised, "Master, his swordsmanship is pretty good!"
She felt that Feng Zui's swordsmanship was extremely good, and she would not be able to catch it, especially the last few swords, where the swordsmanship was as fast as lightning.
It's a pity that his opponent is a young master who is a kid playing with a big sword. It would be different if it were another person. I would never be able to defeat him.
She turned to look at the five girls: "Sisters, how is his swordsmanship?"
The fifth girl nodded helplessly: "Very powerful swordsmanship!"
They looked at Li Muchan in surprise. They knew that Li Muchan was very skilled in martial arts, but the lady's eyes were on the top of her head. How could ordinary people look into her eyes?
But they never expected that Li Muchan's swordsmanship had reached such an extent that Feng Zui had no power to fight back at all. What a huge difference!
Li Muchan smiled and glared at Xiu Xiu. Xiu Xiu chuckled and said, "Young Master, if you are good at martial arts, you are good at it. It's an eye-opener for everyone!"
Li Muchan glanced at her and ignored her, and said to Yi Xiaoru: "Xiaoru, can you find him?"
"Yeah." Yi Xiaoru chinned her head lightly, thoughtfully: "I can sense him."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "That's good, just wait for everyone to come together."
Yi Xiaoru said: "I'll send the signal!"
She said and left the small courtyard. Li Muchan stretched and said with a smile: "You should not use force, just cultivate for a few more days!"
The girls responded with a crisp response: "Yes——!"
Li Muchan smiled, turned around and returned to the pavilion, picked up the book and continued to read. They gathered together, chattering and practicing.
They were recreating the sword skills performed by Feng Zui. You said something and I said something. They quickly restored these sword skills and were full of admiration.
These sword techniques are all very exquisite, but unfortunately only the beginning part can be seen, and the rest were stopped by Li Muchan before they could be finished, and were interrupted.
Early the next morning, Li Muchan told him to go out and take a look, but disappeared. However, Yi Xiaoru knew that he had gone somewhere else to meet another woman.
She was secretly angry but couldn't help it. She met him later, and finally got there first and got married to Longshan Sect Liu Biyun.
I really couldn't express my objection to him going to see Liu Biyun, but when he went to see Liu Biyun, he felt very uncomfortable, felt awkward all over, and wanted to be angry.
When Li Muchan arrived at the Longshan Sect, he didn't see Liu Biyun. He was surprised and ducked into another small courtyard. In the small courtyard was Wu Jingyi in a green outfit, with a sword as bright as snow.
Wu Jingyi noticed him as soon as he appeared, stopped his sword in a hurry, turned around and said with a smile: "Brother Li, you are here!"
Li Muchan said: "Jingyi, where is Biyun?"
"Oh, Senior Sister Liu, you are coming down the mountain." Wu Jingyi said.
Li Muchan's expression changed: "Going down the mountain?"
Wu Jingyi nodded: "Yes, the sect leader sent them down the mountain. It seems there is something important. Senior Brother Mo and the others are going out together."
"Are the four heroes of the Longshan Sect together?" Li Muchan asked with a frown.
Wu Jingyi nodded vigorously: "I asked Senior Sister Liu, but she didn't tell me."
Li Muchan's face darkened and he hummed: "How could the sect leader let her go down the mountain?!"
He was so anxious that he had seized the magic weapon, and Linhai Pavilion was almost going crazy. How could Liu Biyun go down the mountain at this critical moment!
He was secretly angry but helpless, because he didn't tell anyone about the robbery of the magic weapon, and the sect leader Wang Duli didn't know about it, so he was afraid of Liu Biyun coming down the mountain.
"Brother Li, what's wrong?" Wu Jingyi saw that his expression was not good and asked cautiously.
She originally wanted to ask for advice on swordsmanship, but seeing her gloomy face, which seemed to be dripping with water, and the air around her seeming to freeze, she did not dare to speak rashly.
Li Muchan snorted: "That's all, when did they get down from the mountain?"
"I don't know." Wu Jingyi shook her head: "But I think Senior Sister Liu has a big burden. It may take a while."
Li Muchan nodded slowly: "Okay, I understand."
Wu Jingyi said hurriedly: "Brother Li, do you want me to summon Senior Sister Liu and ask her to come back, or wait for you somewhere, Brother Li?"
Li Muchan waved his hand: "Forget it, I'll go find it!"
Wu Jingyi hesitated and asked carefully: "Brother Li, can you find him?"
Li Muchan nodded, waved his hand and disappeared in front of her.
Li Muchan was impatient, but fortunately his efforts were still intact. Liu Biyun should not have had any accidents. Besides, she was carrying her own jade pendant. If she crushed the jade pendant at the critical moment, he would be able to rescue her.
He took a deep breath and thought about it, but he still couldn't spread the news about the magic weapon, and Wang Duli couldn't tell it, otherwise it would cause big trouble.
He dodged and appeared in a woods based on his senses. The woods were particularly quiet in the early morning. Liu Biyun and the others were packing their bags and preparing to set off on horseback.
Seeing Li Muchan suddenly appear, Liu Biyun smiled, while the other three looked at each other and shook their heads.
"Brother Li, are you chasing too closely?" Mo Jiye chuckled.
Cui Shaoqing and Xie Jianfeng both shook their heads.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Are you going to...?"
"We can't say." Mo Jiye shook his head and said with a smile, "Brother Li, is there something urgent?"
Li Muchan shook his head, his expression suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Dismount!"
"Huh——?" Mo Jiye was startled, and the other two were also confused.
Li Muchan raised his finger to his lips, signaling to stop talking, and whispered: "There is someone!"
"Who?" Mo Jiye opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Li Muchan frowned: "The person who came here is not good."
His voice was low but could be heard clearly in their ears.
"Weird..." Mo Jiye frowned in confusion and glanced left and right. Their whereabouts were secret and they were running all the way. How could anyone know their whereabouts?
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