The three of them roared angrily and took out their palms respectively. The tall and thin old man at the front thrust out both palms. The two old men behind him pressed one palm against the vest of the person in front and pushed the other palm out.
"Woo..." The strong wind roared, and the entire valley entrance was shrouded in the strong wind, causing sand and rocks to fly.
Li Muchan used his left hand to shoot at the three of them, forcing them to use their palms to block. With a flick of his right sleeve, his inner energy surged out, but there was no sound.
The strong wind quickly subsided, and Li Muchan's face became a bit paler again. With the force of this blow, his internal strength was reduced by ten to fifty-six, becoming as refined and pure as the essence.
This blow was not in vain, and the three old men's palm power was instantly eliminated. The two women happened to take advantage of the opportunity and slipped into the valley. The three old men had no time to pursue them. Li Muchan's finger power had already reached them.
The two women escaped, and the three old men became angry and felt that they had been tricked by Li Muchan. They simply became cruel, ignored the two women, and insisted on killing Li Muchan.
So one palm after another, the three of them struck out at the same time, and the palm power surged like a tidal wave. Even though his Canghai Divine Finger was pure, he was still unable to block such palm power.
In desperation, he removed his finger power and used the Nine Palms of the Sea. At the same time, he used the Ruthless Sleeves to respond to the surging palm power by smoothing it, stroking it, squeezing it, stretching it, or pressing it.
Exquisite means, tossing and turning, like dancing on a string.
Performing in this way was extremely labor-intensive, and the Tianyuan Breathing Technique could not be maintained. In this moment, he only had three to four tenths of his internal energy left.
Seeing this, Li Muchan gritted his teeth, laughed, and suddenly flashed his body. After two flicks, he suddenly appeared ten feet away. He had already been hit by two palms, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth.
His figure flashed again and appeared ten feet away. He had already slipped into the valley and disappeared.
During this process, the three old men were unable to keep up because their backs of palms were touching, so they were not able to keep up. They could only see him running away, furious as they were, and struck out with one palm after another.
Li Muchan's figure was erratic, but he was still hit by several palms. He felt a sharp pain in his back, as if a huge stone had hit him. Every palm tried to displace his organs, and blood surged up.
He spat out two bloody arrows, and without stopping, he turned around and fired one after another with his fingers, trying to stop their pursuit. He escaped in a blink of an eye, caught up with the two women, turned around and galloped forward together, but
Dare to stay even half a step, for fear that the three old men would catch up.
Li Muchan understood that if these three old men caught up with him, he would have only one way out - to burn his inner strength. But if his inner strength burned, the days to come would be difficult.
My internal energy is now deep and pure. Although it is rare for my internal energy to be exhausted, once it is exhausted, it is not easy to recover and it will take several days of hard work.
But now, they are in a dangerous situation. Every extra day of delay means one more day of danger and several days of hard work. Others simply cannot tolerate this.
He looked back inside and saw that only two-tenths of the vast lake water was left. It had shrunk by more than half, turning from a big lake into a small lake.
In the center of the lake, there is a crystal ball, slowly rotating, with a faint golden light.
"Uncle, are you okay?" Wang Shuangfeng turned around and asked as he walked quickly, looking concerned and worried, staring at the corner of Li Muchan's mouth.
Li Muchan wiped away the remaining traces of blood with a swipe of his lips, and said with a smile: "These three people are very weird and powerful, the Three Wonders of Luochuan. I'll pay you a visit once you have mastered your martial arts in the future!"
Li Yujiao frowned and asked: "These three weird old men are so good at martial arts, why haven't you heard of them?...Sister Wang, have you heard of them?"
Wang Shuangfeng looked away and shook her head: "No,...Uncle Master is injured, maybe. Do you want to stop and take a rest, meditate and adjust your breath?"
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, just a small injury, we can't stop, if we catch up, the whole army will be destroyed!"
"It doesn't matter, don't you still have the Ming Dynasty King's Scripture?" Li Yujiao said with a smile and looked away from his mouth.
Li Muchan shook his head and sighed: "I won't be able to perform the Great Ming Dynasty Sutra within a month. I haven't recuperated my body yet. If I perform it again, I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand it!"
Li Yujiao's expression changed: "Can it only be used once a month?"
Li Muchan nodded slowly and said with a smile: "This is the limit, it is unbearable, but if you really use the Daming King Sutra once a month, your body will suffer irreversible damage. It is pure suicide! ... It is best to use it once a year.
There should be no further trouble!”
"Won't it cause trouble once a year?" Li Yujiao asked in disbelief.
Li Muchan didn't look confident, but rather a little guilty. Li Yujiao was extremely keen, so she noticed it immediately and asked half-heartedly.
Li Muchan thought for a moment and smiled: "I don't know, maybe that's the case... let's break out first and then talk about anything else, there are people ahead!"
He looked around and saw that the three of them were in a narrow valley, filled with twilight. He looked up at the sky, which was only slightly brighter than the light in the narrow valley. It would soon be dark.
He lowered his head and thought for a while, recalling the situation when he came. He estimated that there was still a mile to the end of the narrow valley, but there was an ambush ahead. Li Muchan thought that they were ambush at the end.
"Is there anyone?" Li Yujiao and Wang Shuangfeng stopped suddenly. Li Muchan rushed out more than a dozen feet away, hurriedly stepped back, shook his head and said: "They are probably waiting for us at the end, waiting for work!"
"How far is it?" Li Yujiao asked hurriedly, drew out her sword, and hummed: "This time you rest first, I will take the lead!"
Li Muchan said: "It's about a mile away!"
Li Yujiao hummed: "I want to see what these guys are capable of!"
Li Muchan shook his head and said: "You have to be careful. This time is different from usual. It is very dangerous. They are all masters and they will not be merciful!"
"Don't worry! I'm not you!" Li Yujiao snorted.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "We can't stop. It would be terrible if we catch up from behind. If we are attacked from the front and back, we will die without any chance of survival!"
"Okay, then let's rush forward!" Li Yujiao was in high spirits, yelled loudly, and rushed out ahead of the others.
She rushed forward and spoke at the same time: "I don't understand. There is only one copy of the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra. If everyone comes to grab it, can they get it?"
Li Muchan smiled slightly: "The Nine Transformations of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra is so tempting. Everyone wants to gamble their luck. If they get it, even if they don't get it, they will benefit a lot just by taking a look at it!"
"You are really overestimating your capabilities!" Li Yujiao shook her head and said disapprovingly: "It's okay if you can't get it, but if you really get it, you will be the target of public criticism and your life will be hard to save!"
Li Muchan shook his head: "That's not necessarily the case. If they have discussed a way to divide the spoils, they may not be safe and sound... No one is stupider than the other."
The three of them were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye they saw the mountain wall in the distance. Beyond the narrow valley was a towering mountain, so majestic that it made people feel ashamed of their insignificance.
Li Muchan said in a deep voice: "Don't stop!... Feng'er, you follow Junior Sister Li, I will stop you. No matter what happens, don't stop!"
"Okay!" The two women responded crisply, their hearts heavy.
The mouth of the valley was about to arrive in a blink of an eye. At this moment, a group of people suddenly appeared, blocking the mouth of the valley, and shouted: "This road is blocked, stop!"
The sound was like a bell, filling the whole narrow valley, making the air vibrate, making people dizzy, which shows the depth of his internal power.
The expressions of the three of them changed, and Li Yujiao sneered: "You little thief, anyone who dares to block the road will die!"
After saying that, the sword light flashed straight towards the leading middle-aged man, and he was in front of him in an instant.
The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he suddenly moved sideways, swinging three feet away, just in time to avoid the sword. Li Yujiao's sword was extremely sharp. Before the sword came, the cold air had already arrived, so he did not dare to take it forcefully.
Wang Shuangfeng followed closely, and Li Muchan was behind Mo Duan, his figure floating as if he were riding the wind, looking cool and relaxed, looking at everyone calmly.
He glanced over and saw that there were ten people in total, all of whom were middle-aged. They were all introverted and introverted. They did not look like martial arts masters. They looked like ordinary people who did not know how to do martial arts.
Li Muchan's heart sank and he smiled bitterly to himself. He didn't expect that the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra would be so attractive. Such top masters would appear one by one. Could it be that there are really so many masters in the world?!
"Dang!" With a crisp sound, Li Yujiao paused and faced a sword.
The owner of this sword is a thin middle-aged man, about forty years old, with slender eyebrows and a face like a jujube. He has been keeping his eyes slightly closed. At this time, he suddenly opened his eyes, with a bright and powerful look.
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He smiled slightly: "Good swordsmanship!"
Li Yujiao nodded lightly: "Your swordsmanship is also good!"
She had always been proud of her strong internal strength, but now that she was fighting against a middle-aged man, she realized that she was looking at the sky from the bottom of a well. This unknown middle-aged man's internal strength was not inferior to hers.
She said calmly: "Who are you?"
The middle-aged man stroked his beard and smiled: "The shameless name is not worth mentioning. I have left the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra and you can pass by!"
Li Yujiao shook her head and said calmly: "Nine Turns of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. With your martial arts skills, you don't need to practice the Nine Turns of the Marrow Washing Sutra!"
Her expression was cold and distant, completely different from the way Li Muchan spoke, as if she was a different person, with an air of immortality.
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "I have heard the name of the Nine Turns of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra for a long time, and I wish I could meet you. Now that the opportunity is rare, I can't miss it... In this case, I will only take a few glances to see the true appearance of the Nine Turns of the Marrow Cleansing Sutra.
, fulfilling this lifelong long-cherished wish is enough, how about it?"
Li Yujiao frowned, her eyes moved, and she quickly glanced at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan smiled and looked at Wang Shuangfeng.
Wang Shuangfeng coughed lightly and said calmly: "Your Excellency made a mistake, everyone has been deceived! ... The Nine-turn Marrow Cleansing Sutra is no longer with us. It has been secretly sent to Penglai. I'm afraid it has arrived now."
"Oh -" the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "I don't think so..., if my guess is correct, the Nine Turns Marrow Cleansing Sutra is on him!"
After that, he pointed at Li Muchan, his gaze was piercing like cold lightning, piercing Li Muchan's eyes, as if he wanted to see through Li Muchan's heart.
Li Yujiao looked calm and expressionless.
She had already realized that this middle-aged man was so cunning. He was testing herself to see if the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra was there or if Sister Wang was more clever!
Li Muchan smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Yes, the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Sutra is on my body. If you have me, you might as well take it!"
The middle-aged man was startled and stared at Li Muchan with half-belief and doubt. Seeing that Li Muchan seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he felt uncertain.
Another short, fat middle-aged man wiped his face and shouted impatiently: "Master Feng, what nonsense are you talking to him? Stop talking!"
The middle-aged man thought for a while and nodded slowly: "Yes, no matter what, the three of you should stay!"
He pointed his sword and said: "I'll teach you some clever tricks and take action!"
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head, looked at Li Yujiao and winked.
Li Yujiao took a step forward and pointed the tip of her sword: "I want to see what you guys are capable of!"
After saying that, she flashed her sword and stabbed forward. As fast as lightning, it reached the man's waist in an instant. The middle-aged man hurriedly leaned over and struck, "Ding..." There was a crisp sound, and the two of them took a step back.
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Li Yujiao moved forward again, the sword light was continuous, like falling snowflakes, with needles in the cotton, suppressing the middle-aged man for a moment, and he kept retreating.
Li Yujiao has strong inner strength and exquisite sword moves. Although the middle-aged man is strong, he was given the upper hand without noticing and it is difficult to regain it for a while.
Li Muchan gently tapped his little finger on his sleeve, and a finger force floated out silently, as warm and moist as rain, and landed on the middle-aged man like catkins.
This finger is the power of Shaoyin finger, which is invisible and has no quality, just like the breeze blowing on the body, and there is no defense at all.
At the critical moment, the middle-aged man froze, and Li Yujiao's sword light came like lightning, and he could not dodge anymore. The sword light reached his body and pierced his chest directly.
Li Yujiao was startled, and then she drew out her long sword. There was no blood on the sword, it was silver-white and shimmering with cold air. Her eyes were like water, and she glanced at the middle-aged people: "Who else is there?"
Everyone frowned and found it puzzling. They didn't understand why Brother Feng suddenly paused. Taking this sword was tantamount to committing suicide.
But with this strike of the sword, the middle-aged man died immediately. He wanted to speak but couldn't.
They looked at Li Yujiao, frowning, and the gleam in their eyes became brighter and brighter, their aura rising, revealing the face of a top master.
Li Yujiao responded calmly, her heart was like ice and snow, without sadness or joy, without fear or fear, and said calmly: "If there is anyone else, please get out of the way and don't block our way!"
Li Muchan shook his head. He had no choice but to kill such a master when he encountered him. Otherwise, there would be endless troubles. Besides, Li Yujiao was cold and ruthless and would not hold back once her mental skills were used.
"Grandma, I'll do it!" A stout middle-aged man stood up, holding a ghost-headed sword. The blade was sharp and cold, and the blade was glaring and murderous, which was chilling to watch.
Li Yujiao pointed the tip of her sword: "Come on!"
The stout middle-aged man shouted loudly, and the sword flashed like a sword, and he struck down on the head with a sound like thunder. Wang Shuangfeng trembled all over and his hair stood on end.
Li Yujiao hummed softly, and her body returned to normal. The roar just now was shocking, as an invisible cold air enveloped her body, and it actually seemed to freeze her.
She didn't understand what it was, but Li Muchan understood that it was evil energy, which was formed invisibly after killing too many people. Just like a pig can feel the evil energy on his body when seeing a butcher.
He shook his head and warned in a gentle voice: "Junior sister, be careful. This person is too murderous, and he must be cruel to himself. Be careful, both sides will suffer losses."
"Okay!" Li Yujiao nodded, and the sword light fell like snowflakes, dense and seamless. The sword looked unpleasant, but it was actually unparalleled in speed, trapping the sturdy middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man had a sinister face, his eyes were full of fierceness, and his evil aura was astonishing. A ghost-headed knife caused the cold air to spread, and the temperature around the valley dropped a few points.
However, Li Yujiao's swordsmanship was exquisite and her internal strength was deep, even stronger than him. In this moment, the pressure on him was getting tighter and tighter, and he was almost breathless.
Li Muchan frowned. He always felt that this guy with a sinister face, like a butcher, was dangerous. Although he had a strong evil aura and could arouse people's anxiety, he could not use it in front of Li Yujiao.
Li Yujiao's mind was strange. Once it started to work, it was like ice and snow, and all his emotions and desires were cut off. There was only one thought, and the murderous intention could not shake his mind. Therefore, he could not get any favors, and was forced more and more tightly.
Li Muchan raised his little finger and gently sent out a finger force, as gentle as the spring breeze, gently blowing towards the middle-aged man, trying to nip the danger in the bud.
As soon as the finger force was sent out, the middle-aged man suddenly shouted loudly: "Kill——!"
Like the sound of thunder, the evil energy surged, like an invisible arrow shot at Li Yujiao. Li Yujiao was already prepared, but after a moment's delay, the sword quickly accelerated and pierced the middle-aged man's shoulder.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, held the long sword on his shoulder, twisted and slashed horizontally, the sword shining like a drill.
Li Yujiao abandoned the sword and retreated. At this moment, Li Muchan's finger force came, and the middle-aged man suddenly froze. Li Yujiao saw the opportunity quickly, dodged quickly, drew the sword and stabbed him, and the tip of the sword passed through his body.
"Uh..." The middle-aged man snorted and looked down at the sword on his chest. Blood gurgled from the corner of his mouth. He grinned and slashed fiercely.
Li Yujiao drew her sword and stepped back, slashing the ghost-headed knife. The middle-aged man stumbled and fell to the ground. He twitched a few times and then remained motionless.
Li Yujiao took a few deep breaths and glanced at everyone with her watery eyes: "Who else is there?"
The middle-aged man was so cruel and ferocious, which was chilling, but she looked calm. The other eight middle-aged men were a little surprised. They didn't expect a young girl from Qiao Sheng to have such a cold heart.
Looking at her glance, they were actually a little stressed.
A skinny middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Let's all go together, no matter what the reputation is, the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Meridian is a serious matter."
The remaining seven people were silent, looking at each other with a bit of shame.
The skinny middle-aged man stamped his feet and said in a deep voice: "With so many of us, it's already embarrassing for us to rob a few juniors' things. Losing them again is nothing. Is it possible that we have to return without success? That would be a big deal."
It’s a joke, we don’t have the shame to see anyone!”
A handsome middle-aged man stroked his beautiful beard, sighed leisurely, and nodded slowly: "Everyone, Brother Xiao is right. At this point, there is no turning back, so we might as well go together!"
He has a face like a full moon, and is handsome and handsome. Although he is middle-aged, he is more charming than a handsome young man. Every move he makes is filled with awe-inspiring attitude.
He was smiling, even though he said these words, he was as gentle as jade. He smiled at Li Yujiao and Wang Shuangfeng, a little apologetically, and said: "We don't want to kill the two girls, we just want to take the Nine-turn Marrow Cleansing Sutra."
Just a look, just out of curiosity!"
Li Yujiao sneered: "Hypocritical!"
The handsome middle-aged man smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "No one believes this, but it is true. Alas... it is such a pity. If we met at a different time and in a different place, we might be good friends!"
The two women smiled faintly, turned their heads to look at the other people, and ignored him, as if they were not affected by his handsome demeanor at all.
Li Muchan sighed: "We can only force our way in!"
At this point, Li Muchan understood that there was no other way but to fight tooth and nail. Even if he tried to burn up his inner strength, it was only one-tenth of his inner strength. However, these eight people were all extremely skilled in martial arts and could not be shaken off.
Once you fail to burn your inner strength, you can only let the mermaid become flesh. It doesn't matter to you. If you die, you will die. But if the two women are beautiful, falling into their hands, it is tantamount to going to hell.
They all have a dark appearance but dark hearts. They are not good people. The fate of the two women can be imagined. Life is worse than death.
Thinking of this, he sighed, gritted his teeth secretly, and made up his mind.
He suddenly jumped and landed in a depression on the stone wall. It seemed that someone wanted to dig a hole there, but stopped after digging a very shallow layer. Now it might be possible for someone to stand, and it might be possible to take shelter from the rain.
Li Muchan sat down cross-legged, formed a mudra with his hands, and closed his eyes.
Li Yujiao's expression changed and she said: "Senior brother, wait!... You can't use it anymore!"
She knew at a glance that Li Muchan was preparing to use the Daming King Sutra. He had made it clear before that it would take a month before he could use it, otherwise his body would not be able to bear it and would collapse.
Li Muchan opened his eyes, smiled and shook his head: "I can't wait any longer, I'll give it a try, and you can protect me for a while!"
The handsome middle-aged man smiled, stroking his beard and shaking his head: "Could it be that I want to use some secret method?...Okay, just use it, we will wait for you, and we will make you convinced of your defeat!"
Li Muchan smiled: "I hope you can keep your word!"
Li Yujiao and Wang Shuangfeng took a few steps back and stood at the foot of the mountain wall, pointing their swords at the eight people. Their expressions were alert, and their bodies were tense, as if they had nocked an arrow from a bow, ready to attack at any time.
Li Yujiao's heart kept sinking. She understood that the senior brother was risking his life to protect the two of them and rushed out. Murderous intent surged in her heart, and she only regretted that she was not good at martial arts and could not kill eight of them with one sword!
Wang Shuangfeng bit her lower lip, her bright eyes were cold, and she stared at the eight people.
Li Muchan became more and more familiar with the Ming Dynasty King Sutra. In the blink of an eye, a huge force came down, like a falling boulder. Everyone's breathing was stagnant, and they needed to use their skills to resist it.
At this time, the sky was completely dark. They were all masters and had profound inner strength. The night was the same as the day, but they could not see anything unusual in the sky.