Across the fire, Li Muchan looked at a dozen men in black.
The black clothes on his body were shiny, but they were not satin, but looked like shark skin. They must have the function of protecting the body, and they were also extremely expensive. He secretly sighed at the wealth of the Gongsun family.
No matter in which world, drug sellers will never be short of money.
Their heads, noses, and mouths were all covered, except for their eyes, which made it impossible to see their appearance. They took off their leather clothes and were completely unrecognizable.
The leader is tall and broad-boned. Although his appearance cannot be clearly seen, he has a majestic aura. You can tell he is the leader at a glance.
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "Are the members of the Gongsun family so secretive that they dare not see the light of day?"
The leading man said slowly: "Who are you?!"
Although his voice was dull, Li Muchan could still tell that the man was about forty years old. He was in the prime of life, a man's peak period. His voice contained explosive power and his inner strength was deep.
"You don't need to know who I am." Li Muchan smiled faintly and added another piece of firewood. As the fire light danced, he smiled and asked: "You are really from the Gongsun family, are you fake?"
"Where is the eldest son?" the middle-aged man asked in a deep voice.
Li Muchan shook his head: "Who is the eldest son?"
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, like two physical swords, piercing Li Muchan's eyes: "Our young master Qingyun!"
"Gongsun Qingyun?" Li Muchan smiled, shook his head and said, "He is indeed the number one master of the Gongsun family. His internal strength is profound. Although I am no match for him, it is not difficult to escape."
"You dare to do it, but you don't deserve it!" The middle-aged man sneered and said in a deep voice, "It was you who killed the eldest young master!"
Li Muchan laughed and shook his head: "I want to kill him, but I can't do it, so I can only think about it!"
He denied killing Gongsun Qingyun, not because he was afraid. Firstly, he did not want to kill more people, and secondly, he did not want to cause trouble. If he got injured due to entanglement with the Gongsun family and delayed the Sheng Xuefeng competition, it would be a big sin.
Gongsun Qingyun has now fallen into the loess, and it is extremely difficult to find him. Instead of dealing with him, they might as well go find Gongsun Qingyun.
However, he also understood that he was wishful thinking. He had no control over what the Gongsun family would do. He could only do his best to delay this period of time.
But looking at this attitude, my wishful thinking was no longer what I wanted. These people were dressed in black and masked with murderous intent. It was obvious that the Gongsun family would not give any real evidence and would rather kill the wrong person than let them go.
The middle-aged man's eyes turned cold and he said coldly: "Whether you killed the eldest young master or not, you must die today!"
He waved his hand, and a dozen men in black raised their left arms and pointed at Li Muchan.
"Chi—!" "Chi!" "Chi!"
The cold light from the sky passed through the fire and shot towards Li Muchan, arriving in an instant, like a drop of water falling down.
Li Muchan flicked his left sleeve, and the fire suddenly spread out in all directions, and the burning wood turned into a hidden weapon and flew towards a dozen men in black.
He flicked his right sleeve at the same time, and the cold stars in the sky slowed down and then reflected back.
As soon as the firelight dimmed, he flew forward, smashed the window, got out, and jumped towards the woods. After more than ten steps, he suddenly stopped.
At this time, a dense row of people in black stood in front of the woods, and Li Muchan was stunned!
Just now, when those men in black entered the temple, they did not come over. Otherwise, he would have noticed that they were running over just when he was about to take action, which shows how neat his movements are.
He glanced around and saw about a hundred people, all dressed in black but without masks, revealing their cold and solemn faces, murderous and cold.
They guarded the edge of the woods. If they wanted to enter the woods, they had to force their way in. Otherwise, they could only go up the official road.
His thoughts were like lightning. These thoughts only lasted for a moment, and then he laughed loudly and flashed in front of the woods, trying to force his way into the woods.
"Chi!" "Chi!" "Chi!"...
The sky was filled with sleeve arrows, forming an arrow net. If he wanted to pass through, he had to get through the arrow net.
These sleeve arrows are not big, but the arrows glow blue in the moonlight, obviously quenched with poison.
Li Muchan's body suddenly stopped. He flicked his right sleeve, followed by his left sleeve. The two forces, one hard and one soft, intertwined to form a whirlwind.
Like several giant dragons circling, the sand and leaves swirled up with an astonishing momentum. He flicked it a few more times, like adding fuel to the fire, and the whirlwind turned into a tornado.
He was in the center of the tornado, calm and calm. The sleeve arrows all over the sky got into the tornado, suddenly changed direction, were blown away by the wind, and hovered around him.
From top to bottom, hundreds of sleeve arrows fly, forming a circle of silver light curtain, which is spectacular. Whenever a hidden weapon attacks, it will be knocked away by the sleeve arrows, or swept away, and become part of the light curtain.
He waved his sleeves, constantly increasing the wind force, and walked forward slowly, facing a hundred people with a smile on his face, and his steps were slow but firm.
A few people were not convinced, shouted angrily, drew their swords and rushed over, stabbing the light curtain fiercely with their long swords.
"Ding ding ding ding..." Amidst a series of dense chirping sounds, these people dropped their swords and retreated in embarrassment, their faces pale.
Li Muchan kept his feet on his feet and laughed. He found it interesting. He also had an idea. Using the Ruthless Sleeve like this, the power of the tornado became stronger and stronger, which was really amazing.
He strode forward, and several more people rushed behind him and stabbed him in the back of the head.
Li Muchan ignored it, "ding ding ding ding..." Amidst a series of clear sounds, several people folded their arms and fled quickly, blood gurgling down, and their arms were almost crushed into pieces.
No one dared to stop him, Li Muchan slowly stepped into the woods. Suddenly, the woods roared, leaves flew, and were shattered by the tornado.
Li Muchan flicked his sleeves a few times, and the inner force of the ruthless sleeves turned into big hands, either pulling or moving, groping for the changes in the force of the tornado, like probing the palm prints.
He suddenly flicked his sleeves together, and with a fierce flick, the screen in the sky shrank, turning into a silver bolt and flying out, like a silver dragon piercing the air.
"Crack..." Several pine trees broke, branches shattered and fell to the ground, and the silver dragon also dissipated.
Li Muchan closed his eyes slightly and stood quietly for a moment, his understanding of the ruthless sleeves went to a higher level, his strength changed, and he felt a wonderful harmony in his heart, as smooth as drinking fine wine.
He laughed loudly, used his movement skills, and hurried away close to the treetops. In a blink of an eye, he disappeared into the night. When the people from the Gongsun family chased after him, they saw several broken trees and were in a mess. They were shocked.
Li Muchan walked quickly all night, but still intuitively felt that someone was following him. He felt strange, thought about it, went into a city, bought a set of clothes, and took a bath.
He suspected that special medicine had been administered to him, so the Gongsun family could always find him.
But he never thought that even after he took a shower and changed his clothes, the feeling was still there and he could not get rid of it.
In a room of the inn, he sat on the couch and thought quietly. After thinking about it, his eyes finally fell on the sword in front of his knees.
The scabbard with ancient colors and the sword body radiating cold light are not inferior to the Dragon Sword. It is extremely rare and is a priceless treasure for people in the martial arts world. With this sword, it is as powerful as a tiger.
He stared at the sword, shook his head and sighed, really reluctant to part with it. However, if he really tampered with the sword and refused to part with the sword, he would be in trouble.
After thinking for a long time, he gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind. He left the city and came to a locust forest. He found a locust tree that was neither thick nor thin, about the waist thickness of a big man, and slapped his sword into the tree.
Lifting his right palm away from the tree, he let out a long breath, turned around and walked away. After walking a mile away, his mind became clear, the haze disappeared, and he no longer felt like he was being followed.
He looked up to the sky and sighed, and smiled helplessly. He didn't expect the Gongsun family to be so cunning. No wonder he thought he had killed Gongsun Qingyun.
The sword is there and the sword is dead. For a person in the martial arts world, the weapon is the second life. He will never give up the sword until the moment of life and death. Besides, it is such a precious sword.
After walking for two miles, he suddenly paused, turned around and returned to the locust tree. He took the sword back with a draw of his palm, turned around and left with a smile.
This time, he tried his best and turned into a strong wind, heading west.
He thought of a plan in the blink of an eye. He didn't believe that he could not reach the Holy Snow Peak first with his own Qinggong.
Along the way, he never met anyone from the Gongsun family. He was distracted by two things, performing Qing Gong and Tian Yuan Breathing Technique at the same time.
The Tianyuan Breathing Technique is enough to support his Qinggong, and there is no risk of exhaustion of internal energy. In addition, his Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill protects the body, making his body strong and tireless.
For several days in a row, he never stopped except to take a break when eating and drinking. Fortunately, he was as energetic as a dragon and did not feel sleepy even if he did not sleep.
He headed west, mostly in a straight line, crossing mountains, wading through rivers, and skimming forests. Ten days later, he appeared in front of a snow-capped mountain.
This snow-capped mountain looks like it is made of silver, sparkling and dazzling.
It stands majestic, unattainable, and directly connected to the sky. When you look up, you can't help but feel insignificant and awe.
Where he stood was a grassland. The green grass had turned yellow but was not completely dead. The aftertaste of late autumn was still there and winter had not yet come. The breath was gentle with a hint of chill, and it was like a different world from the mountains.
He stopped an old man grazing herds and asked if this was the Holy Snow Peak.
The old man, Ge Yi, had a silver beard, about seventy years old, but he was energetic, knew no martial arts, and had a strong body. He swung his whip and laughed and said: "Young man, this is the Holy Snow Peak. Do you want to see the fairy from the Holy Snow Peak?
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His voice was loud and hearty, and Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "I have heard for a long time that all the women from Saint Xuefeng are as beautiful as fairies. I want to see if it is true."
The old man hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands: "Young man, I advise you not to go! ... These fairies do not like the fireworks of the world. They have a bad temper but are very capable. Be careful to get beaten if you go up there!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Husband, I have been practicing kung fu for a few years and I am just trying to learn some lessons."
The old man looked at him and nodded: "Well, I've seen people like you a lot. You always come out of excitement and then go away in disgrace. You..."
He shook his head and sighed, disapprovingly, and drove the sheep away with his hands behind his back.