"Senior sister!" Li Muchan called out, waving his ten fingers and moving his sword in all directions.
"Huh?" Wen Yinyue floated to his side, with a delicate fragrance.
Li Muchan quickly made a gesture, then returned to his original position, and continued to use Canghai Sword Qi to suppress the nine people behind him, preventing them from getting close.
His sword energy is dense yet agile, and extremely subtle, like a sky net that is vast and sparse.
Wen Yinyue lowered her head lightly, came to the front, and spoke in a low voice with Master Zhuzhao and Yang Zhong. The two hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Li Muchan.
Wen Yinyue said a few more words and nodded slowly.
Master Zhuzhao suddenly shouted: "Separate!"
Immediately, the six people in front split into two, with Canghai Sword Sect in a group of three and Penglai Pavilion in a group of three, each running away in the southeast and southwest directions, leaving Yu and Li Muchan alone.
The nine old men behind him were startled when they saw this, and then became furious. They also split into two, and a team of four chased each other on both sides. Only one person was left to deal with Li Muchan.
They wanted to concentrate their manpower to kill the remaining few people first, and then deal with Li Muchan. It would not take a short while to deal with Li Muchan. Once there was a delay, the remaining six people would have already escaped.
With this thought, only one old man was left to deal with Li Muchan, and the other eight people divided into two groups to pursue. Li Muchan laughed and shot over suddenly.
The old man's face was as pale as paper, like a zombie that had not seen the sun all year round. His eyes remained motionless for a long time, but he swung his sword like lightning, and the sound of "ding, ding, ding, ding..." was heard endlessly.
Li Muchan moved his ten fingers, his sword energy flowing freely and horizontally, but the old man swung his sword and wrapped his body, making him completely defenseless. There was nothing he could do for a moment.
Li Muchan smiled and closed his fingers, then smacked the ball with his left palm.
The old man stabbed directly into his palm with a "swish", his force was like an arrow, and with full energy and spirit, Li Muchan did not change his move and let the tip of the sword stab into his palm.
"Ding..." There was a crisp sound, the tip of the sword collapsed in the palm of his hand, and Li Muchan's right thumb had already pressed out.
"Hi——!" There was a sound of tearing cloth, and the force of his fingers penetrated the old man.
The old man's eyes widened in shock and he looked straight at Li Muchan with a look of reluctance on his face. He wanted to stab Li Muchan's palm, but he moved his body sideways to avoid the force of the finger.
Unexpectedly, a strange internal force came from the sword, spiraling into his heart. The layers of internal force seemed to be nothing. His heart ached and his vision went dark.
The movement then stagnated. During this lag, Li Muchan's finger strength had already reached its limit.
Li Muchan shook his head, turned around and chased in the direction of Penglai Pavilion.
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Yang Zhong and the two Penglai Pavilion masters were at a disadvantage. The cultivation level of each of the four old men was similar to that of the two Penglai Pavilion masters. Now it was even easier to fight four against three.
When Li Muchan arrived, the situation was precarious. He was anxious. If Penglai Pavilion was in such a situation, Canghai Mountain must be in the same situation. There could be no further delay!
He appeared silently, moved his fingers at the same time, and the Canghai Sword Qi came in. The four old men were suddenly in a panic, and the situation suddenly changed.
At the same time that Li Muchan used the Canghai Divine Sword, he crashed into a person.
The old man's sword was as bright as snow, and the air was so cold that it prevented water from splashing all over his body. The Canghai Divine Sword could not do anything to him, and he could only hear the "ding-ding-ding" sound incessantly.
In the blink of an eye, when he was approaching, Li Muchan abandoned the Canghai Divine Sword and performed the eight dragon-slaying moves.
"Ding..." He opened the sword tip with his left hand, slapped the opponent's chest with his right hand, and knocked him away.
When the Dragon Slaying Eight Hands are used, the hands are as solid as stone and the speed is extremely fast. It is best in single combat and has infinite power, but it pales in comparison when faced with a siege.
Although the Canghai Divine Sword is not as powerful as the Eight Swordsmen of Dragon Slaying, it is most suitable for group battles. You can fight with your fingers and fight in all directions. The power of fighting alone is about the same as that of group battles.
He used the two interactively to achieve miraculous results.
He killed one person and another according to the law, turned around and left, and arrived at the Canghai Sword Sect on the other side. He saw Master Zhuzhao's left shoulder dripping with blood, but he didn't bother to bandage the wound and let it bleed. The lotus blossoms on the sword looked like
substance.
There is a lotus shadow around Wenyin Yue, as if the whole person is wrapped in a lotus, and both hands turn into a lotus. The moon is white and bright, like a lotus carved from white jade.
Seeing that Master Zhuzhao was injured, Li Muchan immediately flew into a rage. Even the King of Ming Dynasty could not suppress his rage, and his strength increased even more.
The King of Ming Dynasty was originally an angry person. He had been suppressed by the King of Ming Dynasty before. He had no emotions in his heart and could not control the King of Ming Dynasty. He was just passively possessed.
Now that the relic is complete and the soul is strong, it can suppress the Ming Dynasty Sutra. Once angry, the power of the Ming Dynasty Sutra will increase sharply if it matches the state of mind of the Ming Dynasty Sutra.
He ran straight into them, ignoring the light of their swords, and used his Eight Dragon Slaying Arms to kill two of them in a blink of an eye. He then joined forces with Uncle Hua and Wen Yinyue to kill the other two.
"Master, are you okay?" He hurriedly supported Master Zhuzhao.
Master Zhuzhao was holding a sword in her right hand, panting delicately, her face was flushed and extremely beautiful, as if a flower was blooming.
"You bastard, quickly remove the Ming Dynasty King's Scripture!" Master Zhuzhao said.
Li Muchan hurriedly removed the Ming Dynasty King Sutra, staggered, and his face suddenly became as pale as paper, without any blood.
Now that his relic has been completed, the Great Ming Dynasty Sutra has overdraft potential after all. After it was suddenly withdrawn, the feeling of emptiness and exhaustion suddenly came over and could not be suppressed.
Wen Yinyue took out the porcelain bottle from her arms, sprinkled some powder on Zhuzhao Master Taixiang's shoulder, stopped the bleeding, and whispered: "Master, how is it?"
"It doesn't matter, I won't die. Yin Yue, go over there and take a look." Master Zhuzhao waved her hand.
Wen Yinyue nodded and floated over, and soon came back. Behind him were Yang Zhong and two Penglai Pavilion masters.
"Master, are you injured?" Yang Zhong asked with concern.
Li Muchan supported Master Zhuzhao, his expression was not very good, and he was blaming himself. He was not good at martial arts, he should have dealt with that side directly and rushed over as soon as possible.
If he had been faster, maybe the master would not have been injured. This time it was okay, it was just a flesh wound. If he was unlucky, he would regret it for the rest of his life!
Master Zhuzhao smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I finally escaped."
Yang Chong laughed and looked at Li Muchan in admiration: "Thanks to Master Zhanran for showing off his power this time, it's really unbelievable!"
Thinking about it even now, it still feels a bit unreal. Zhanran has such powerful martial arts at such a young age. In a few years, wouldn't he be invincible? Is it possible that he can stand shoulder to shoulder with Nangong Sidao?
He was startled by this idea, and then shook his head. Nangong Sidao was not a human being. There were outstanding figures like Master Zhanran, such as Wen Yinyue and Master Xinjue. They were all outstanding figures.
Master Zhuzhao turned to look at Li Muchan and said with a smile: "Zhanran, is Nie Wangqiu dead?"
Li Muchan nodded: "I can't die anymore."
"Haha..." Yang Zhong laughed loudly, overjoyed: "This thief has his day!"
"Well, now that we have killed him, let's consider it as completion of the mission and let's go!" Master Zhu Zhao said.
Li Muchan nodded. He originally intended to use a counterattack and go back to fight for a while, taking advantage of the fluctuation of people's hearts to weaken the strength of the Changbai Sword Sect as much as possible.
But seeing that Master Zhuzhao was too injured, he suddenly lost interest and said: "Master, we have to leave as soon as possible. Maybe there will be masters from the Changbai Sword Sect to intercept us."
"Humph, it's good that they're here!" Yang Zhong was full of confidence.
Li Muchan didn't say anything. Master Zhuzhao gave him a blank look: "Can you defeat the entire Changbai Sword Sect? Let's poke a hornet's nest and stop causing trouble!"
"Haha, yes, Master Tai is right, let's go." Yang Chong said with a smile.
Master Zhuzhao then smiled and said: "Nie Wangqiu is dead, so the Changbai Sword Sect has nothing to worry about. Although Nie Xuefeng is an outstanding person, he is far behind him."
"Haha, that's right!" Yang Zhong nodded and said with a smile: "From now on, the Changbai Sword Sect has nothing to fear, and I can finally breathe a sigh of relief!"
Nie Wangqiu is not a kind-hearted person, and regretting the marriage this time is like giving him a slap in the face. How can he swallow this breath, sooner or later he will come back with revenge.
Now that Nie Wangqiu is dead, he no longer has any worries and can sleep peacefully.
Master Zhuzhao turned to look at Li Muchan and saw that his face was pale and his eyes were dim, as if he hadn't slept for several days and nights. He looked around and sighed: "You bastard, you..."
Li Muchan forced a smile: "Master, it doesn't matter to me."
Master Zhuzhao gave him a blank look: "Okay, don't be brave! ...Yinyue, just support your junior brother."
"Yes." Wen Yinyue nodded and came to the other side to support Li Muchan.
The faint fragrance entered his nose, and Li Muchan smiled, letting her little hands hold him, and the gurgling internal energy came through.
Li Muchan shook his head. His internal energy was now surging like a river, vast and vast. He had no shortage of internal energy at all, but his body was weak and weak, and his energy and energy seemed to have been drained away.
Although the internal strength is deep, it cannot change the state of the body.
Wen Yinyue observed his condition and knew that her internal strength was useless, so she could only support him. She felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier. Looking at his appearance, his eyelids kept opening and closing, and his eyes were in a trance.
She whispered: "Master, let junior brother sleep for a while."
Wen Yinyue shook her head: "No, let's go quickly now, don't delay."
"Then junior brother, he...?" Wen Yinyue said in embarrassment.
Master Zhuzhao said: "You should carry him on your back."
Wen Yin Yueyu blushed and nodded silently. She could not let her uncle or master, so she could only carry her junior brother on her back. As for the Penglai Pavilion, it could not be used, so she had to be on guard against others.
She slowly dug her waist down and let Li Muchan lie on her back. Li Muchan was as soft as if his bones had been removed. After struggling for a while, he stopped moving and fell asleep directly.
This time he had used the Great Ming Dynasty Scripture for too long and was too labor-intensive. He was really exhausted.
"Master Tai, let me do it." Yang Zhong said.
Master Zhuzhao waved his hand: "Let Yin Yue come, Yang Zhong, let's go back to Canghai Mountain first, how about you stay for a few days and then go back?"
"Listen to Master." Yang nodded.
Master Zhuzhao said: "Then let's go our separate ways so as not to attract anyone's attention."
"Okay." Yang nodded.
A few people wandered around and arrived at a small town at dawn. Then they bought a carriage and some horses, changed their clothes, and went their separate ways.
Master Zhuzhao wore a round hat, white gauze, and white shirt, as did Wen Yinyue, while Master Hua drifted away alone, and the two of them took Li Muchan away in a carriage.