There is something strange about that pitch-black bow, and there is something strange about this arrow. Through this arrow, the opponent can find it.
He was as fluttering as catkins, but as fast as lightning. In a blink of an eye, he walked through a forest and reached the opposite mountainside. He found a cave, threw the arrow into it, and found a huge stone to seal the entrance of the cave.
He returned to the woods and lay motionless on a big tree, concentrating his breath and blending into the surroundings. Slowly, they became indistinguishable from each other.
After an appointment for tea, five figures flashed past the woods.
Li Muchan frowned. The old man named Su was still with them at this time and did not act alone. He was deeply cautious and difficult to deal with.
He remained motionless, letting them pass by before him. When they arrived at the cave, the Eye of the Void kept staring at them, waiting patiently.
This old man surnamed Su is hard to guard against and the most terrifying thing. There is no way he would make a mistake when dealing with Master and Senior Sister. He must be eliminated.
The five of them stood at the entrance of the cave for a moment. The four of them blocked Mr. Su behind them and stared at the entrance of the cave, their bodies tense and alert.
Mr. Su frowned: "There seems to be no one inside."
"No one?" The burly middle-aged man said hurriedly: "Mr. Su, did he escape?"
"Yes." Mr. Su nodded: "This boy is very alert and careful. He may have noticed something strange and used arrows to mislead us!"
"What a treacherous boy!" The four of them stamped their feet angrily.
Mr. Su said: "Open it and take a look, maybe he is really hiding inside."
"Will there be an ambush?" the burly middle-aged man asked.
Mr. Su nodded: "Be careful! ... It doesn't matter if he runs away. As long as the arrow is there and has his blood on it, you can find him!"
"Okay!" The four of them agreed, stepped forward and pressed down on the boulder, slowly shook it, and then moved it out, all with red faces and thick necks.
Li Muchan was extremely powerful, so it was not too difficult to move the stone. Although the four of them had deep skills, their internal strength could not be fully used as physical strength, so it was very difficult to move it.
After the stone was removed, the four of them carefully went in. The cave was very shallow, only about ten meters away. The four of them carefully walked to the end and saw the black arrow embedded in the stone wall.
The four of them carefully looked around. Apart from the bare stone wall and a small pile of weeds under the stone wall, there was no way to hide anyone.
After taking a clear look up, down, left, and right, the burly middle-aged man stepped forward to take the arrow.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound. As soon as his hand touched the arrow, the arrow exploded. He let out a strange cry and slid back two steps.
"Second Senior Brother, is it okay?" the other three people asked hurriedly.
"I can't die!" The burly middle-aged man grunted. He looked down at his left hand, which was bloody. He then looked at the powder scattered in the grass, and his face was so gloomy that it was dripping with water.
"Second Senior Brother!" A middle-aged woman took out the jade bottle, took his left hand and applied a layer of ointment on it. The bleeding stopped immediately, but she didn't want to use it again. Now he couldn't use both hands.
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"What's wrong?" Mr. Su shouted loudly from outside.
The burly middle-aged man turned around and walked out of the cave, shaking his head with a sullen face: "This little thief is so cunning. There is dark energy on the arrow, and it will explode as soon as I touch it."
Mr. Su looked at his hands and shook his head: "You were careless!"
The burly middle-aged man's face became more gloomy, and he nodded slowly: "I was careless, I didn't expect this kid to be so powerful!"
He thought to himself that he couldn't do this. Even if he left dark energy on the arrow, it wouldn't be able to last for so long. Does Tianyuan Pavilion still have such a strange mind?
"Mr. Su, can we still find him?" the burly middle-aged man asked.
"It's difficult!" Mr. Su shook his head and sighed: "It's easy to say that we can just catch him in front of Tianyuan Pavilion. But he is injured now. Even if we intercept him, he will never go back... This kid is very vigilant.
If you don't kill him while he's sick, once he recovers and is on guard, it will be even harder to hurt him again!"
"What should we do?" The burly middle-aged man frowned.
Mr. Su frowned, stroking his white beard and pondering for a moment: "It seems that I can only invite Lao Duan!"
"Mr. Duan?" The burly middle-aged man's eyes lit up: "Mr. Duan has a clever plan and will definitely be able to find this kid! ... But Mr. Duan..."
Mr. Su snorted: "We have all underestimated this kid!... I will write a letter myself, he will be interested!"
"Thank you, Mr. Su!" The burly middle-aged man nodded hurriedly.
They couldn't invite Mr. Duan, even if they were secret disciples, Mr. Su could only invite Mr. Duan. As long as Mr. Duan showed up, Li Wuji would definitely have no luck.
"Let's go!" Mr. Su waved his hand and turned to leave the cave. The four of them followed and left together. Li Muchan was still lying on the tree, motionless.
Li Muchan's Eye of the Void has been following the old man named Su. When he was about to go out of sight, he moved a dozen miles away.
He was very patient and continued to take care of me, yet he was slow to act.
The sun moves from the center to the west, and finally sets. The moon rises, casting a silvery glow, and slowly moves to the center.
Li Muchan was doing his exercises cross-legged in an inn, recovering his energy. When the sun moved to the west and was about to disappear, he suddenly appeared in a room, with a cold light flashing on his hands.
The old man surnamed Su was sitting cross-legged on the couch, meditating. His black bow was placed within easy reach, motionless as a statue, and his breath was deep.
When daybreak was about to dawn, he breathed a long sigh of relief, woke up slowly, lay down on the bed to stretch his body, stretched his waist, lay down with his clothes on, and put his black bow by his side.
As soon as he closed his eyes, Li Muchan appeared, a cold light flashed on his hand, and the next moment it penetrated into his heart.
The old man surnamed Su trembled, and just when he opened his mouth to shout, his chest exploded, but the sound in his mouth did not come out, and he died instantly.
Li Muchan did not dare to underestimate the old man named Su. Even if he teleported, he would wait patiently and only take action when the old man was most relaxed.
He stretched out his hand, and a cold light flashed across his hand, and a crystal clear flying knife appeared in his hand, like crystal, and the blade was not stained with blood.
Li Muchan breathed a sigh of relief, drew his sword and stabbed again, covering the wound of the flying knife. Under the excitement of the force, his wound expanded, like a knife wound.
Li Muchan's face was calm and composed. He looked at the old man with his eyes wide open and stared blankly. He shook his head and floated behind the wall. If he hadn't been so stubborn, he would have stared blankly at him.
He floated onto the roof beam and remained motionless.
"Mr. Su?" footsteps sounded, and the burly middle-aged man asked cautiously outside the door, lowering his voice.
"Mr. Su?" the burly middle-aged man asked again.
The burly middle-aged man put his left palm on the door bolt, shook it slightly, and then opened the door and came in. With a flash of cold light, the burly middle-aged man quickly retreated into the courtyard. This was the darkest time, and the moonlight was so dim that it was almost non-existent.
"Li Wuji!" The burly middle-aged man grunted through gritted teeth.
Li Muchan smiled slightly: "It's me!"
After he said that, he turned into a sword light and enveloped the burly middle-aged man. It was as fast as a pear blossom bursting, more powerful than the violent storm, and retreated in a moment.
The burly middle-aged man staggered, glared at him, staggered two steps and then fell limply, with a red line in front of his throat.
At this time, the other three people ran out and rushed towards them with their swords in hand. Li Muchan laughed heartily, pulled out another sword, and swung both swords.
"Ding ding ding..." A clear sound passed by, and the three of them quickly fell under his sword and died.
Li Muchan returned his swords to their sheaths, and finally vented his anger. As for the consequences, at worst, Tianyuan Pavilion will be sealed off, and he will come out after he has mastered the Soul Transformation Palm.
He returned to the inn in a flash, and continued to meditate and adjust his breath. It was only a few times, but he went all out and consumed a huge amount of his internal energy.
He is waiting for the person named Duan. The letter has been sent. It will not take long. The person named Duan can be regarded as his own position. He is very annoying and needs to be removed. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome.
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