He was stunned and exclaimed, it was so fast, this time he was serious about it, these six people were more terrifying than all the others before, their energy was restrained and their cultivation was profound.
No wonder the Qinghe Sword Sect is arrogant and really relies on its strength.
The six people floated out and chased them. Li Muchan drew his sword and faced them. Suddenly, a ball of silvery flowers enveloped him and he rushed towards the burly middle-aged man at the head.
The burly middle-aged man also drew his sword, and there was a loud "ding-ding-ding-ding" sound. The other five people also drew their swords and attacked, and the sound of swords became more intensive.
The silver flowers surrounding Li Muchan became clearer and clearer, as if they were real. He swung his sword faster and faster, as if he had turned into the Thousand-Armed Guanyin, looking at the six people calmly.
The six people swung their swords and attacked wildly, trying their best. They were surprised in their hearts. They had never encountered such a fast sword. One person against six people actually had the upper hand.
The powerful force coming from the sword made their mouths numb. As a young man, how could his body bear it even if he was infused with cultivation?
It can only be said that he is gifted, but his cultivation infusion has many limitations, just like pouring water into a cup. The size of the cup determines the final achievement, and a person's endurance is limited.
The ten of them are all talented people, so they have become secret disciples, and the Li Wuji in front of them is even more amazing, far better than the ten of them.
Li Muchan is proficient in the art of harnessing strength. He can fight one against six. The power on the sword is either transformed or borrowed, discharged or channeled, and he can easily fight among the six.
The six of them had quick swords and quick hands. Once she used it, she was even better. The power of the soul-changing palm was reflected, and the sword speed was several times higher than usual.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." The continuous chirping sound kept ringing, and Li Muchan's feet fluttered, taking strange steps, enjoying the wonderful relief of force.
The six people continued to attack wildly, their faces becoming more and more gloomy, like a strong wind blowing a stone. Although they swung their swords desperately, they could not break the light of his sword. The force of the counterattack became stronger and stronger, and the tiger's mouth became numb and they were about to let go.
They did not believe in evil, and the sword light became more and more powerful, and they insisted on taking him down with gritted teeth.
Li Muchan suddenly flashed, disappeared on the spot, and appeared under the wall. The six of them were startled. They didn't expect him to run out so easily and rushed towards him.
Li Muchan moved and rushed over. The sword light turned into a white rainbow and penetrated straight towards the burly middle-aged man.
"Ding..." The burly middle-aged man let go of his sword.
Li Muchan stretched out his hand and made a move. As soon as he landed, the sword flew to him.
The burly middle-aged man waved his hands and stared at him, gritting his teeth and spitting fire, wanting to eat him.
Li Muchan held both swords in his hands and smiled slightly.
The burly middle-aged man sneered and waved his hand: "Up!"
The other five people rushed over and surrounded Li Muchan, their swords blazing fiercely. The burly middle-aged man fell behind a handsome middle-aged man, pressing his left palm against his vest.
The sword of the handsome middle-aged man is shining brightly, and the power on the sword is surging. Li Muchan swings his two swords, and the sound of "ding, ding, ding" is endless. The two swords have different motivations, and they borrow each other's strength to make it easier.
He had previously learned the swordsmanship of combining two swords, and now he had a unique experience in using it. The swordsmanship he had learned in the previous world was extremely exquisite and not inferior to the swordsmanship of this world.
Moreover, when the two swords are combined, the power of the two swords cancels each other out. He has a strong body that can support their fight.
Li Muchan used his strength to fight with ease, and the more he hit, the easier it became. With a smile on his face, he saw the six people getting angry and the sword light became more and more powerful.
Li Muchan shook his head, and the sword light suddenly increased sharply, "Ding ding..." Another sword flew out, and the cold light flashed in front of the handsome middle-aged throat.
"Sixth Junior Brother!" The burly middle-aged man cried out.
He put his left palm against the middle-aged man Junyi's back, his inner energy surged, Li Muchan's sword flashed, and he suddenly felt the middle-aged man Junyi's vitality leaving his body.
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head, and the sword light flashed continuously. The expressions of the other four people changed drastically. Seeing Junyi, a middle-aged man, fall down limply, they knew that there was more danger than good. Their grief and anger turned into strength, and the sword light flourished.
Before they came, they knew they were dealing with the secret disciples of Tianyuan Pavilion, but they didn't take it seriously. They were too relaxed.
Even though this Li Wuji had beaten the masters of Qinghe Sword Sect to shame and killed dozens of them, they still didn't care. The secret disciples of Tianyuan Pavilion were powerful, and they were also secret disciples. How could the secret disciples of Tianyuan Pavilion be comparable to Qinghe?
Secret disciple of the Sword Sect?!
They never believe that the secret disciples of the Qinghe Sword Sect are inferior to the secret disciples of Tianyuan Pavilion, otherwise Tianyuan Pavilion would have been among the top sects long ago.
Li Muchan had been on the defensive previously. They thought he was a tough nut to crack, but they were still not really confident that they could capture him.
Until Junyi's death in middle age, they fell from the clouds to the valley. The huge contrast caused their shame, anger, hatred, and regret to surge out in violent force.
Li Muchan's sword light surged, and the tip of the sword once again passed across the throat of a thin middle-aged man, passing like the wind, without any murderous intent or anger.
The thin middle-aged man slowly fell down, "Third Junior Brother!" The burly middle-aged man was rescuing Junyi middle-aged man. When he saw this, he shouted and took a step forward to catch him. When he saw a red line on his throat, he knew that he was hopeless.
The sixth junior brother was like this. It seemed that he could not save any blood, but the internal force directly penetrated his head and died instantly.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes seemed to be smeared with blood, a faint red light shot towards Li Muchan, and with a strange cry of "Ouch", he rushed to Li Muchan instantly.
"Ding ding ding ding..." Li Muchan's sword was shining brightly, but it could not stop the burly middle-aged man. He swelled up and became invulnerable.
Li Muchan frowned, disappeared in a flash, and appeared behind a few people, "Bang!" The burly middle-aged man charged too hard and punched the wall.
Spider webs covered half of the wall, and then there was a "crash!" and the wall collapsed.
Li Muchan dodged behind another middle-aged man, his sword flashed, and there was a "ding-ding" sound. They began to defend and did not dare to attack again.
"Chi!" There was a slight whistle, and a stream of light hit Li Muchan. He flew backwards, slashed with his sword in the air, and "ding" an arrow fell to the ground.
An old man with white eyebrows and beard walked slowly in from the broken wall, holding a long black bow in his hand, his eyes glaring like lightning. Li Muchan flew into the hall, turned around and broke the back wall with a punch, and got out.
He spit out a mouthful of blood, then used Qing Kung Fu and disappeared quickly.
"Mr. Su!" The other four people clasped their fists and looked ugly.
Mr. Su glanced at the four people, then at the two people on the ground, and shook his head: "It's not that I didn't want to shoot the arrow early, it's that this guy is too alert!"
The burly middle-aged man returned to his original state and took a deep breath: "I was careless!"
"Both of them are gone?" Mr. Su pointed to the ground.
The burly middle-aged man gritted his teeth and nodded slowly: "Kill with one sword!"
"This debt must be settled!" Mr. Su nodded slowly and said in a deep voice: "Follow me!"
The burly middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Mr. Su, it will definitely not be a good thing if he takes an arrow from you, but this guy is great, so we should hurry up!"
Mr. Su nodded slowly: "I have rarely seen such a powerful person in my life. I must kill him this time, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"
"Yes!" The four of them nodded vigorously, then followed Mr. Su out of the house and chased Li Muchan.
Li Muchan shook his head as he swept quickly, shaking the arrow out of his chest in the process. He shook his head secretly. The old man's archery skills were amazing, and there was no warning sign in advance. It was very strange.
The pitch-black long bow flashed before Li Muchan's eyes, and he concluded that there was something strange about this long bow. Otherwise, with his own secrets and intuition, he would never have been plotted against.
It seems that Tianji Jue and intuition are not invincible. There are always times when they are deceived, so they should not be too careless. Moreover, he can multi-task, and he has never let down his guard, and he has still been taken advantage of.
The arrow was poisonous, but he was invulnerable to all poisons. He did not rush to seal the blood in the wound. He only sealed it when the blood turned bright red. Then he took the arrow and walked out of Dongyang City into the mountains and forests to the east. (To be continued. If you
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