A group of six people formed a snowflake shape, floating away under their feet. Without stopping for a moment, they waved their long swords in their hands, scattering pieces of sword light.
They all had frosty masks on their faces, their eyes were cold and expressionless.
"Ah..." "Ouch..."
A series of screams and groans came from the mouths of the big men. Some fell to the ground and died directly, or rolled on the ground and let out shrill screams. For a while, the valley was like Shura Hell.
These big men were fierce, but when they bumped into the women, they suddenly softened like snow meeting boiling water. They either fell down or backed away.
Li Muchan praised: "What a powerful formation!"
Wang Shuangfeng's face was tense, her expression focused, and she said: "Uncle Master, what kind of formation is this? It seems like one person has ten extra hands?"
Li Muchan shook his head and sighed: "With this formation, Saint Snow Peak will be worry-free!"
The situation below confirmed his words. The big men were fierce, but each hexagonal formation was like a dart, cutting and splitting them, and they were soon cut into pieces.
In the blink of an eye, the people who had the numerical advantage were completely defeated. Amidst the light of swords and shadows, they fell one after another, like wheat being harvested.
A big man shouted loudly: "Kill them all, there are not many of them. We can drown them with just a spit of spit. Brothers, go ahead and take them back to be mothers-in-law!"
His voice was hoarse and echoed above the valley, suppressing the screams and moans.
Li Muchan smiled: "He is looking for death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a white shadow flying out from the Nandou Hall, walking on the lake, arriving in front of the big man, stabbing him in the heart with a sword, flying backwards in an instant, and returning to the Nandou Hall on the lake.
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The rabbit rose and the falcon fell. In just a blink of an eye, the big man covered his chest and slowly fell to the sky. There was a muffled "bang", and he remained motionless as he breathed his last.
This sword shock made everyone's hearts tremble. They walked on the waves, flew with a sword, and took the life of a leader. Such martial arts was truly terrifying.
They thought to themselves that if they were replaced by such a master, they would not be able to fight back and would only be dead.
Li Muchan touched his palms and sighed: "What a Li Yujiao, what a powerful Qing Gong! What a fast sword!"
"What an amazing light kung fu!" Wang Shuangfeng nodded. She had never seen such light kung fu before. The lake was very big, dozens of feet wide, and it was extremely difficult to walk on the waves.
"Holy Snow Peak's ability to leave no trace in the snow is indeed impressive!" Li Muchan sighed.
Canghai Mountain also has Canghai Yin. Although it is also superb, it is still inferior to this skill. In terms of agility, she is far inferior to Li Yujiao.
Wang Shuangfeng added: "I didn't expect them to be so ruthless."
She saw that Jiang Lanzhi and Wang Tingyan had never killed anyone. When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they looked cold and cold, but they were kind and soft-hearted, like a woman.
But at this time, they were in the sword formation, but they were clean and merciless. In this moment, each of them killed four or five people, as if they had replaced each other.
Li Muchan glanced at it, pondered for a moment, and said: "Maybe it's because of the mind. If you run the mind, be ruthless and get rid of desire, you only have reason and no emotion."
Looking at their eyes, they were cold and heartless, devoid of human emotions, and with his telepathy, Li Muchan could guess the secret.
"So that's it!" Wang Shuangfeng suddenly realized.
After a while, Wang Shuangfeng suddenly said: "Uncle, let's help."
At this time, more than a dozen people flew in from outside the valley, all with their faces covered, and they were all masters. They also formed a formation, in groups of more than a dozen, to attack the people on the Holy Snow Peak.
The six people in Shengxue Peak stood in a row, like a rotating saw, constantly harvesting human lives. When they met these dozen people, they suddenly couldn't turn.
Li Muchan nodded: "Well, that's fine, they are here well prepared!"
The two of them floated down from the room and rushed into the field. Wang Shuangfeng's sword was as bright as snow and he struck fiercely, killing two people in the blink of an eye. Li Muchan flicked his sleeves and the people in front of him flew out one after another.
Three feet away from him, everyone was spared and flew out to make way for him. He slowly arrived among the people at Saint Snow Peak.
"Junior Sister Jiang, Junior Sister Wang, let me in!" Li Muchan said in a loud voice.
Jiang Lanzhi and Wang Tingyan were fighting against a dozen big men, the same men who had just rushed in. They all had their faces covered and were extremely skilled.
Jiang Lanzhi and Wang Tingyan had frosty faces and cold eyes, like lifeless snowmen.
They frowned, and Jiang Lanzhi said: "Senior Brother Li, please go back, our Saint Xuefeng can take care of them!"
Li Muchan hummed: "Stop talking nonsense and let me in!"
Jiang Lanzhi and Wang Tingyan looked at each other, nodded, and the sword light slowed down. Li Muchan grabbed Wang Shuangfeng and flew into the center of the six people.
The two women immediately swung several times, repaired the flaws, and returned to normal. They struggled to face the impact of a dozen big men, which became increasingly difficult.
Li Muchan was in the formation, smiled slightly, and pointed out gently.
With a slight whistle of "Chi", the Canghai Divine Finger shot out of the air and hit a big man.
The big man flew up with a "bang", as if he was hit by a giant tree, and flew five or six feet straight, knocking several big men away along the way, before he fell down and never got up again.
Wang Shuangfeng was startled, she didn't expect Li Muchan's fingering skills to be so powerful.
Li Muchan was also startled. He didn't expect that the Canghai Divine Finger would become so powerful after not practicing for a while. In the final analysis, it was due to the introduction of the Canghai Divine Skill.
His internal energy was so pure that it was like liquefaction. He controlled his hair and finger force, and his power was extremely astonishing. The big man was not mediocre. Under such finger force, he had no power to fight back.
He pointed out one by one, and he took down four of the dozen big men in a blink of an eye. The remaining men were all cautious and guarded against Li Muchan's finger strength, so his subordinates were a little slower.
Then the situation changed again, Jiang Lanzhi and six people regained their disadvantage and withstood the violent attack of ten people.
At this time, more than a dozen people rushed in, all with their faces covered, and rushed towards another six-man sword formation, not here, but on the west side of the lake.
Out of reach of the whip, Li Muchan shook his head. Although the Canghai Divine Finger was wonderful, its power was limited at such a distance. He suddenly pointed out with both hands, "chichichi..." one after another the power of the fingers shot out.
Li Muchan secretly sighed that it was a pity that he didn't put much effort into this fingering technique. He couldn't make all ten fingers move at the same time, and could only use his index finger to shoot out the force.
If it could be fired like the Six Meridian Divine Sword with ten fingers, it would be as powerful as the machine guns of later generations.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" The four people were unlucky and were hit by his finger force, and immediately flew out, knocking several people away along the way.
At this time, there were only six big men left, on the same level as Jiang Lanzhi and the others. The situation changed again. They were at a disadvantage and were no match for Jiang Lanzhi and the others.
If one on one, they are better than Jiang Lanzhi and the others, but their sword formation is mysterious, and the six of them together are far better than the six of the Han Dynasty.
Li Muchan laughed, and in a flash, he got out of the sword formation and walked on the lake. He flicked his sleeves a few times and immediately passed over the lake and landed on the opposite side.
A dozen big men were furiously attacking a group of people. Like a strong wind blowing against a small tree, they were about to succeed. Li Muchan suddenly arrived. With a flick of his right sleeve, two big men flew out.
Then, he shot out his Canghai Divine Finger and solved four more, directly reversing the situation.
"Kill that man!" A sudden shout came from the crowd, and dozens of big men rushed over, surrounding Li Muchan.
Li Muchan laughed. Although he went to Saint Xuefeng just to regain the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra, the life and death of Saint Xuefeng was none of his business.
But when this happened, Li Muchan didn't want to sit idly by. After getting along with Jiang Lanzhi and the others, he found that the women of Sheng Xuefeng were cold on the outside and hot on the inside. They were innocent at heart and had a huge appetite, similar to the Yuxian sect.
In such a situation, if he stands idly by and watches, he will feel uneasy.
Dozens of big men surrounded Li Muchan, using their swords and swords to chop him into pieces. Li Muchan was not afraid at all, and did not hide, letting the swords reach him.
His face was as white as jade, and so were his hands. They looked like they were carved out of white jade. It was indescribably strange. When the sword struck his body, only his clothes were torn, but there was no blood.
He was struck by the sword, but he did not hesitate in his movements. His palms were like lightning, one palm at a time, and the big men kept screaming and being thrown away. In the blink of an eye, he knocked away more than twenty people.
At this time, a big man raised his voice and said, "Get away!"
The big men hurriedly retreated, staying far away from Li Muchan. Seeing that he was invulnerable to swords, they were a little frightened. The people here believed deeply in gods and believed that there were gods in the world.
"This is the martial arts practice of the Central Plains martial arts, it's no big deal!" a big man shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, the big man floated over, followed by four old men. His feet were fluttering, as if his feet were not touching the ground, and he was indescribably elegant.
Jiang Lanzhi shouted loudly: "The one with the surname Qi is you!"
The big man had a rectangular face, a plump nose, and eyes like copper bells. He was fierce and heroic. He laughed several times: "Haha..., little ladies of Shengxue Peak, the prairie is a place where eagles spread their wings, not you guys."
In the world of hens, tonight, let us restore the glory of the prairie!"
Jiang Lanzhi said coldly: "Senior sister Qi, I will spare your life that day. You are so brave, and you dare to attack our Saint Xuefeng!"
The big man gritted his teeth and smiled coldly: "I will pay back the shame of that day to Li!"
A white shadow came out of the South Dou Hall, came across the lake, fell to Li Muchan's side, and said calmly: "Qilinhe, you have to pay back several times, okay, come on."
Her movements were erratic, and she came suddenly, with a faint fragrance lingering around Li Muchan.
Li Muchan took a step back and said nothing.
The big man Qi Linhe couldn't help but take a step back, then he puffed up his chest and laughed loudly: "A gentleman's revenge is never too late, Li Yujiao, the humiliation of that day will never be forgotten by me, Qi Linhe!"
Li Yujiao said calmly: "So you are deliberately planning to recruit people from all walks of life to attack our Holy Snow Peak?"
"You know everything?" The big man's face changed slightly.
Li Yujiao smiled lightly: "I was just trying to see what kind of monsters and monsters there are, but I didn't expect there were many more, which was beyond my expectation!"
She suddenly pursed her lips and let out a clear whistle. Suddenly, dozens of girls in white floated out from the west and blocked the entrance of the valley in the blink of an eye.
They are divided into two levels, one inside and one outside. The outside has a long sword pointing outside the valley, and the inside one has a long sword pointing into the valley, forming a dam.
Qi Linhe's expression changed again, and he said in a deep voice: "You have known this for a long time, Zuo Gu...?"
"She's not dead, she's just imprisoned." Li Yujiao said calmly.
Qi Linhe looked up to the sky and laughed: "Okay! Okay! What a holy snow peak, it really deserves its reputation! Haha... let's end it today!"
Li Yujiao's expression was cold, her delicate lips curled up slightly with a look of disdain.
Qi Linhe shouted in a long voice: "Li Yujiao, these brothers are just helping me. The crime will not lead to death. Please be lenient!"
Li Yujiao remained silent and looked at him mockingly.
"Damn it, I'll fight you!" Qi Linhe shouted angrily and rushed over like a giant elephant, reaching Li Yujiao in one go.
"Tsk!" When he came closer, he suddenly raised his left arm, and three points of cold light shot out.
"Ding..." There was a crisp sound and a flash of cold light. Li Yujiao did not retreat but moved forward. The white rainbow-like sword light swayed with three points of cold light and pierced straight out.
Qi Linhe suddenly paused. The four old men behind him paused and shouted: "Young Master!"
"Uh..." Qi Linhe slowly lowered his head, looked at the sword that pierced his heart, then looked up at Li Yujiao, his eyes widened, shocked and unwilling to accept the pain, and slowly raised his right arm.
"Chi!" Several more cold rays shot out.
The two of them were close at hand, and the hand crossbow was fired at extremely fast speeds. Li Yujiao did not expect that there were still arrows on the crossbow, nor did she expect that he would fight back so viciously before his death.
She watched the crossbow arrow approaching and wanted to avoid it.
Suddenly a breeze blew, and the three crossbow arrows suddenly folded, turned at a right angle, and flew to the side. They landed on the ground and hit a long knife on the ground.
Li Yujiao turned her head quickly and met Li Muchan's smiling eyes.
She didn't expect that it would be Li Muchan who saved her. She gritted her teeth and said in a deep voice: "...Thank you so much!"
Li Muchan smiled, understanding that she was feeling awkward, and said with a smile: "It takes a little effort, just by chance,...Miss Li, in my opinion, the culprits will be punished, so these people should be spared."
"...Disciples of Saint Xuefeng, stop!" Li Yujiao looked at him for a long time, then slowly raised her hand.
The women retreated suddenly, stopped moving, and pointed their long swords at the big men.
Li Yujiao said in a deep voice: "Get out of the valley and let them go!"
The two rows of female disciples at the entrance of the valley moved aside to make way for them, and stared coldly at the big men.
All the big men no longer had the fighting spirit. When they saw them getting out of the way, they hurriedly ran out, looking like bereaved dogs in a state of panic.
Li Muchan suddenly titheed and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, your merits are immeasurable!"