wThe night was dark, and Li Muchan could clearly see that the six people's expressions suddenly changed. The one who was stabbed sat on the ground, clutching his chest, feeling powerless.
The remaining five people swung their fists like a violent storm, and pounced on Li Muchan with substantial fist seals, like huge waves evacuating them, with an astonishing momentum.
Li Muchan swung his sword to draw a circle, and the sword light enveloped his whole body.
"Ding ding ding ding..." The sword's aperture swelled and shrank, as if a beating heart would be swallowed up by the fist mark and disappear at any time.
But every time he survived, the sword light remained the same, and the five people's fist seals could not break through the sword light envelope.
"Lao Wu, Lao Er, you go and chase him!"
"good!"
The two old men escaped and were about to go into the woods, but a cold light flashed in front of their eyes, and it instantly reached their chest. The old man had no choice but to block it.
"Uh..." The old man's fist was pierced and stabbed in the chest.
All his cultivation was focused on his fists, and he blocked the sword with strong force. The tip of the sword did not penetrate his body, and was immediately pulled out by Li Muchan.
"Lao Wu!" the other four shouted angrily.
They didn't expect that Li Muchan's movement skills were so strange. He instantly escaped from the three people's fist seals and reached behind Lao Wu with a lightning-like sword thrust.
If they were in their place, they would suddenly be unable to block this sword. They thought to themselves, feeling awe-inspiring and angry. Their anger was raging, and they wished they could punch Li Muchan into pieces.
Another person withdrew, and the remaining four stopped chasing Bai Mingqiu and the others, and surrounded Li Muchan, wanting to kill Li Muchan first and then pursue Bai Mingqiu.
Li Muchan chuckled, the sword light flashed, and a dragon roar sounded.
"Hmph, the Twelve Swords of Tianyuan!" An old man sneered: "It seems that he is the secret disciple of Tianyuan Pavilion. We must kill him no matter what!"
The other four old men remained silent and their offensive became even more intense.
"Tianlong Fist!" an old man shouted.
The five people suddenly ducked, shrank behind the old man, and then latched on to the vest of the person in front, joining together like a centipede.
The old man punched out, and a punch mark instantly appeared on Li Muchan's chest. It was almost a real fist. All the surrounding spiritual energy was forced away, and the momentum was astonishing.
Li Muchan disappeared in a flash, but he didn't expect that another fist mark appeared. It was so fast, as if he was struck by a punch.
The old man's face was cold. He looked at him sideways proudly, with a sarcastic look on his brows, as if Li Muchan was overestimating his own abilities and throwing eggs against stones.
Li Muchan shuddered, and then disappeared, barely avoiding it, and reaching the woods, but he never thought that as soon as he appeared, the fist mark would arrive again.
He frowned. Is it possible that they can see through his body skills?
Although he didn't use teleportation or use the Sky-Breaking Sword Intent, his movement speed was almost as fast as teleportation. Even if they didn't have time to react, how could the fist seal arrive directly?
It seems like this boxing technique is weird!
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The old man sneered: "It's no use running away to the ends of the earth!"
Their movements were also extremely fast, and they also got into the woods. Li Muchan barely dodged the punch marks, and with a "bang", a pine tree as thick as an arm exploded next to him, breaking into two pieces in the middle.
The blockage of the pine tree gave Li Muchan a chance to breathe, and he retreated flutteringly, but he could not completely retreat, lest they chase Bai Mingqiu.
But when he saw the fist seal coming to him in an instant, Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly. He finally figured out that it was not their reaction that was fast, but that the fist seal was weird and could automatically track him.
He couldn't help but smile bitterly. This was almost the same as his sword control skills. He could move as he pleased. Looking at the old man in charge, his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, staring at the fist mark for a moment.
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled, stretched out his finger, let out a sharp "chi" sound, and shot out a white light from his fingertips that hit the fist mark.
"Bo!" It was like a pebble falling into a deep well.
A mighty force surged out, pushing him back two steps like a wave, causing sand and rocks to fly, branches to break, the tree to sway violently, and leaves to fall and then be swept away.
As Li Muchan retreated, he pointed out another finger, and the old man also punched, "Boom!" The strong wind picked up again, and the leaves on the ground were rolled up one after another, flying all over the sky.
Li Muchan was pushed back a step by the strong wind, and then pointed out, and the old man did the same. The two of them didn't stop, and their fists and fingers kept intersecting.
"Bo!" "Bo!" "Bo!"
After three rings, the two were separated by more than ten feet. The power of the finger and fist seals was greatly reduced, and the force generated could not force them back.
"Let's go and chase those two!" the old man shouted.
Li Muchan disappeared in a flash and appeared in front of the old man. He raised his left hand and right hand at the same time, pressed his thumb, and "chi" and "chi" sounded like ripping clothes.
The old man shouted deeply, punched out with both fists, and the two fist seals met the force of his fingers at the same time.
"Bang!" The old man and Li Muchan took two steps back at the same time.
"Good boy, your cultivation is not bad!" the old man said coldly with a stern face.
Li Muchan smiled: "You are not bad either!"
The old man shook his head and said with a trace of sarcasm: "It's useless for you to pester us. There are still people over there to greet them."
Li Muchan frowned, seeing that he was telling the truth, and said solemnly: "Then I'll deal with you first!"
The old man shook his head: "You deal with us, and then collect the bodies of the two little girls. Besides, you don't have that ability, so come on!"
Li Muchan's face darkened and he slowly drew out his sword.
"Boy, your fingering skills are pretty good, and your sword skills..." The old man shook his head and said disdainfully: "The Twelve Swords of Tianyuan are nothing more than that!"
Li Muchan remained calm, stroking the sword slightly. The sword suddenly lit up, as if a clear spring had been poured into it, and it was flowing continuously.
"Hey, you have some skills." The old man turned to the three of them and smiled: "I want to see if Tianyuan Pavilion's swordsmanship can be used."
His tone was full of disdain, and he glanced sideways at Li Muchan. The other three people also laughed out loud, with relaxed expressions. If Li Muchan used fingering techniques, they would still have scruples. If they abandon fingering techniques and don't use sword techniques, they are really using shortcomings to meet strong points, and are seeking death.
The little guy is really stupid!
A stream of light passed by, covering the four people in an instant, followed by shouts and screams. Li Muchan's flowing water sword was extremely powerful.
He was originally a disciple of the Canghai Sword Sect. He was inspired by the Canghai Sect and created the Canghai Jue. He also practiced the Observation of Heaven, Humans and Gods, and sat in the lotus on the lake. He had a deeper understanding of the nature of water. In addition, he was a Buddhist disciple and had extremely deep meditation skills.
Distinguish the four elements of the world, wind, fire, earth and water, and realize their emptiness.
Since he came to this world and combined with the Flowing Water Sword, he immediately understood the meaning of the Flowing Water Sword, and even surpassed the Hidden Dragon Style, and its power was extraordinary.
The Twelve Swords of Tianyuan are exquisite. For the same move, if one has a deeper understanding of the sword's intention, the power will be stronger. Emphasis is placed on the intention rather than the move, but the sword's intention exerts its greatest power through the sword moves.
After the sword light, when the four people appeared, two were covering their chests, one fell to the ground, and the other's right fist was pierced, and blood was gurgling.
Li Muchan sheathed his sword and looked at them, shook his head and turned away.
The power of this style of Flowing Water Sword Intent is indeed impressive. If they really fight hard, he can barely tie with the four of them, and it is difficult to gain an advantage. The four of them are integrated into one, and their internal strength is the same, so the power is really astonishing.
Based on his feeling, he turned into a shadow and flew through the woods, and caught up with Bai Mingqiu and the others during a tea time.
At this time, the two were in a tight siege. Two middle-aged men were besieging Bai Mingqiu. Zhu Ling had fallen to the ground motionless. Li Muchan's heart suddenly sank. Welcome to your support, which is my greatest motivation.m
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