Li Muchan slowly pulled out the Dragon Song Sword with a solemn expression.
He did not expect that Nie Xuefeng's swordsmanship was so amazing, and his intuition gave a strong warning that this person was extremely dangerous and he needed to go all out.
The dragon chanting sword trembled slightly, and the clear light flickered, as if it wanted to break free and fly out.
"Buzz..." Like the sound of a swarm of bees flying by, a bright light shone, and Nie Xuefeng's body and sword merged into one, and he was in front of Li Muchan in an instant.
Li Muchan raised his Dragon Sword and drew an arc to meet him.
The brilliance soared, swallowing up the two figures, but no one could be seen in the brilliance.
The two people seemed to disappear, and there was no sound of gold and iron. There was only a flash of light, getting stronger and stronger, dazzling, and making people afraid to look directly.
Wen Yinyue frowned and stared, her eyes bright and clear, and her green-white jade hand pressed the hilt of the sword.
Li Wudi knitted his brows, squinted his eyes, and shook his head from time to time. Li Xiaoshui felt the glare and couldn't see clearly, so he turned around and asked, "Dad, senior brother, can he win?"
"It's hard to say." Li Wudi shook his head.
"Can it be defeated?" Li Xiaoshui asked, blinking his eyes.
Li Wudi shook his head: "It should not be defeated."
"Then why are you shaking your head?" Li Xiaoshui said angrily, "You made me think that Senior Brother Zhanran is invincible!"
Li Wudi turned to look over and said with a smile: "Dear Shui'er, these two are so young and their swordsmanship is so superb, dad can't help but sigh!"
"Dad, are you ashamed of yourself?" Li Xiaoshui pursed his lips and smiled.
Li Wudi smiled and nodded: "Yes, dad has lived such a long life in vain!"
Li Xiaoshui smiled sweetly: "Famous teachers make great disciples, don't worry, dad, I will fight for you!"
"What a good daughter!" Li Wudi stroked his beard and laughed.
"Hush——!" Li Xiaoshui hurriedly pointed in front of his lips and waved his hand: "Look, look, look, is Senior Brother Zhan Ran going to win?"
Li Wudi squinted his eyes and shook his head: "It's not even close. It's still a matter of indifference."
Li Xiaoshui hummed: "This guy named Nie is quite powerful!"
He saw Li Muchan displaying great power and repelling the Kuangfeng Gang by himself, and he was already regarded as his idol. He didn't expect Nie Xuefeng to be able to persist for so long.
Li Wudi said: "The leader of the Changbai Sword Sect is also named Nie. He also has the surname Nie. He also knows Feixian Sword Technique. I guess he is the young leader, so he is naturally very powerful."
"Humph, young master!" Li Xiaoshui curled his lips and disapproved.
Li Wudi said: "With his status, he has been carefully cultivated since he was a child. He has practiced the best mental methods. He has taken countless miraculous medicines. He is different from ordinary people."
"What about Senior Brother Zhanran?" Li Xiaoshui asked.
Li Wudi shook his head: "Zhanran has been practicing Buddhism since he was a child, and he only started practicing martial arts three or four years ago. He is a real genius!"
"Senior Brother Zhanran is still awesome!" Li Xiaoshui beamed.
"Ding..." There was a clear sound that lingered, and the brilliant light faded away, revealing the two figures.
Li Muchan pointed the tip of his sword at Nie Xuefeng's throat and remained motionless. Nie Xuefeng's hands were empty, and the long sword was stuck at his feet. Only the hilt was left, and the silver-white sword tassel was fluttering.
Li Muchan sheathed his sword solemnly and slowly returned it to its sheath. His expression returned to normal, with a gentle smile. Nie Xuefeng's expression was solemn and he stared at Li Muchan closely.
"Shaoxia Nie, I accept the concession!" Li Muchan clasped his fists and smiled.
Nie Xuefeng shook his head, smiled bitterly, bent down and pulled out the sword, took out the snow handkerchief from his sleeve, slowly wiped the sword clean, returned the sword to its sheath, and sighed: "It is indeed well-deserved!"
He turned to Wen Yinyue and smiled: "Zhan Ran, the humane double sword monk, is the number one young master. I am still not convinced. Now it seems that he is truly worthy of his name!"
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head without saying much.
Wen Yinyue smiled faintly: "Your Feixian Sword Technique is not very good. Your father is here. Junior brother, it is hard to predict whether he will win or lose. Feixian Sword Technique is really good."
She could clearly see that Nie Xuefeng's Flying Immortal Sword Technique had become so divine that it was inseparable from Li Muchan's.
With one last move, Li Muchan flicked his left index finger and flicked Nie Xuefeng's sword away.
Nie Xuefeng smiled bitterly and said, "How can I compare with my father?"
If anyone else had spoken like this and criticized him so unscrupulously, he would have turned against him long ago, but Wen Yinyue was different. Ever since they met, she had always spoken like this, which was a unique style.
Besides, he is still in love with her. In his eyes, everything about Wen Yin Yue is beautiful. Even if she speaks sarcastically, she is as beautiful as hearing the sound of Lun Yin.
Wen Yinyue said: "In that case, you should be worried, right?"
Nie Xuefeng smiled and said: "I am not as skilled as others, so I will not stalk you. On the contrary, I will help you to guard the secret book of dragon slaying."
Wen Yinyue raised her dark eyebrows and hummed: "You are so kind!...Are you afraid that others will get it?"
Nie Xuefeng smiled and said: "Why does Fairy Wen have to explain it so clearly?"
Wen Yinyue said calmly: "It's okay to help, but if there are any tricks, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Fairy, you are too worried, you are looking down on me!" Nie Xuefeng waved his hands hurriedly, and said proudly: "We are two factions working together, who can steal the Dragon Slaying Secret Book?"
Li Muchan also saw through Nie Xuefeng's intention at a glance. The seven sects would not give up and would definitely snatch the secret book. If they really tried to snatch it, their martial arts skills would be higher than his own and Nie Xuefeng's. Nie Xuefeng couldn't snatch it, nor could he.
Only by letting others grab it can the interests of the Changbai Sword Sect be best protected.
It is really impressive to be able to judge the pros and cons in this moment.
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Li Muchan has been standing silently next to Wen Yinyue, rarely speaking, taciturn, and his brilliance is completely overshadowed by Wen Yinyue and Nie Xuefeng, just like the stars on the bright moon.
He did this deliberately so that Wen Yinyue would be in front and not steal her limelight.
Senior sister Wen Yinyue will be the leader of the Canghai Sword Sect in the future, and the Canghai Sword Sect is her Canghai Sword Sect. He does not want people to think of him and ignore his senior sister when they mention the Canghai Sword Sect.
Therefore, he was willing to act like a green leaf and remain silent, leaving all opportunities to speak to Wen Yinyue.
The setting sun quickly set, twilight began to rise, the surrounding area was vast, and the light in the pavilion also dimmed. Li Xiaoshui sent someone to bring a few lanterns over to illuminate the pavilion.
Along with the lanterns came several plates of snacks and fruits. They had internal strength to protect their bodies, so even though the temperature dropped, they didn't care.
"Fairy Wen, how powerful is the Dragon Slayer? Have you mastered it?" Nie Xuefeng picked up a piece of snack and asked with a smile.
Wen Yinyue shook her head: "I haven't done it yet."
Nie Xuefeng said: "According to my father, it's useless to have a dragon slayer. It appeared once a hundred years ago, but no one has mastered it yet. It's just a decoration."
Wen Yinyue smiled and looked at Li Wudi, who smiled bitterly and said: "It's really difficult to practice this dragon slaying hand. I am a marksman, let alone one."
Nie Xuefeng said: "Fairy Wen, if we have any difficulties, we can discuss it together and learn from each other. Stones from other mountains can attack jade."
Wen Yinyue smiled faintly: "Do you mean what you say?"
"Okay, even if I didn't say it, I wish Fairy Wen to become a dragon slayer as soon as possible!" Nie Xuefeng said hurriedly.
Wen Yinyue glanced at him sideways and didn't bother to pay attention. Li Muchan felt faintly uncomfortable and smiled faintly.
Nie Xuefeng smiled and said: "Brother Zhanran, you are using the Nine Swords of the Sea, right?"
Li Muchan nodded: "Yes."
Nie Xuefeng said: "It's really amazing to be able to practice the Nine Swords of the Sea to such a level. I'm not as good as you!"
Li Muchan smiled: "It's just a fluke. The Feixian swordsmanship is extremely powerful. I admire you."
Nie Xuefeng shook his head and said: "It stands to reason that the Feixian swordsmanship is better than the nine swords of the sea, but I am not able to defeat you. It is indeed because I have not mastered it."
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Not necessarily. Although the Feixian sword technique is powerful, it may not be better than the Nine Swords of the Sea."
"Brother Zhanran, this is wrong. Although the Nine Swords of the Canghai are strong, our Feixian swordsmanship is even stronger!" Nie Xuefeng said sternly.
Li Muchan smiled: "Your Majesty, you have mastered Feixian Sword Technique, right? Maybe it's better than your master's?"
"The one my master used was not the Nine Swords of the Sea!" Nie Xuefeng said with a proud smile.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife. My master really didn't use the Nine Swords of the Sea. I am an unworthy disciple and feel ashamed."
"You...!" Nie Xuefeng frowned and lowered his face.
Wen Yinyue said calmly: "Young Master Nie, I don't need you to judge whether our nine swords are strong or weak. Is this what your father said?"
"My father didn't say that." Nie Xuefeng shook his head and glared at Li Muchan, still unconvinced.
He felt that he had lost unjustly just now, because he missed the move by just one move. He did not expect that Zhan Ran had such strong finger strength, otherwise, he would never have failed carelessly.
Wen Yinyue hummed: "Your Majesty didn't say it, but you dare to say it, young hero!"
She had a reprimanding tone, and Nie Xuefeng shook his head helplessly: "Alas... you brothers and sisters vent their anger through one nostril, I am not your opponent!"
He swallowed the snack in one gulp and chewed hard.
Suddenly, a clear laughter sounded, rolling in from the south: "Murong Hao has seen Fairy Wen, can I come in?"
Wen Yinyue frowned, and Nie Xuefeng stood up and sneered: "This kid is here to join in the fun!"
Li Muchan turned to look at Wen Yinyue.
Wen Yinyue whispered: "He is from the Murong family and is also a master."
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Sister, have you seen him?"
"Yes." Wen Yinyue nodded and whispered: "I have dealt with him twice and he is a difficult character."
Li Muchan nodded: "Do you want me to come forward?"
Wen Yinyue shook her head: "I'd better do it."
These young heroes refuse to be convinced by anyone. It is difficult to convince them by martial arts alone. Only by using soft and hard skills can they be restrained. As a woman, it is easier to get along with them.
Even though my juniors are super smart, it is still inevitable to be aggrieved when dealing with them. As a woman, I don’t have to worry about their appearance and can do as I please.
She is also extremely smart and can vaguely guess Li Muchan's good intentions.
"What are you senior sisters and brothers whispering about?" Nie Xuefeng turned around and glanced at Li Muchan and Wen Yinyue.
Li Muchan said: "I am ignorant and ignorant. I really don't know who Murong Hao is."
Nie Xuefeng curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Hmph, this kid is so domineering and domineering just because he belongs to the Murong family!"
Li Muchan smiled and looked at him.
Nie Xuefeng hurriedly said: "Don't compare me with him!"
The figure flashed, and three people appeared in the field. In the front was a handsome young man in white clothes, and behind him were two girls in white clothes, one holding a sword and the other holding a piano.