Li Muchan frowned. Among the fifty people, there were ten old men and more than forty middle-aged people. They were all unfamiliar faces, not the ones he saw last time.
If they are members of the Dongyuan Gang, there will not be any masters like last time. There are at least two old men who have profound cultivation and are first-rate masters.
Obviously, they are not from the Dongyuan Gang. If they are not from the Dongyuan Gang, who are they from? The promise is about to come out - Changbai Sword Sect!
Li Muchan secretly sighed at Fan Dongyuan's cunning, showing weakness to the enemy, and then asking for help from the Changbai Sword Sect. Although such a move was not as effective as using the Dongyuan Gang to annihilate the senior sister, it was better than being safe. If things went wrong, he would not be blamed
The masters of the Changbai Sword Sect are incompetent.
In this way, he lost nothing and was able to restrain his desire and choose this method. This Fan Dongyuan is indeed a character.
Li Muchan admired in his heart, and looked at the proud Fan Dongyuan, with murderous intent floating in his heart.
Wen Yinyue said calmly: "Do you want to take the lead for the Changbai Sword Clan?"
"Haha..." Fan Dongyuan stroked his yellow beard and smiled: "Forgive me, Fairy Wen. I am a member of the Changbai Sword Sect. Naturally, I work for the sect. I have great admiration for the fairy. It's a pity that the fairy is from Canghaishan. What a pity!"
He shook his head sadly.
Wen Yinyue smiled faintly: "So, you have to kill me?"
"The world is helpless, I have to do it, Fairy, forgive me!" Fan Dongyuan shook his head and sighed, waving his hands: "Brothers, take action."
More than fifty masters floated down from the wall and jumped in front of Wen Yinyue. They surrounded Li Muchan and the three of them on three levels inside and three out, pointing their long swords at them diagonally.
Master Zhuzhao laughed but said nothing.
Wen Yinyue frowned lightly, slowly drew the sword, her eyes flashed, and she was eager to try. Li Muchan saw it and shook his head.
Senior sister has been studying the Feixian Sword Sutra these days and has gained a lot of insights. However, she is mentally exhausted and the master will not let her do it, which makes senior sister very choked.
Now that she finally found someone to try, she was still excited despite her cold temperament.
"Senior sister, fight quickly and decide quickly." Li Muchan whispered, Wen Yinyue looked brightly in front of him, nodded slowly, and rushed out with a flash of sword light.
The sword light shines all over the sky, like the sun falling to the ground, making people dazzled.
Li Muchan squinted his eyes slightly to watch. Wen Yinyue's sword was surprisingly fast, attacking the strong points and attacking weak points. The tip of the sword was like a dragonfly touching water, but all of them hit the opponent's weak points, and none of them missed.
Her feet moved lightly, her movements were graceful and graceful, with a unique rhythm, like dancing with a sword in a ball of light, killing ten people in the blink of an eye.
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"Senior sister, what a great swordsmanship!" Li Muchan admired, stroking his palms.
Wen Yinyue turned around and smiled. The sword light was still beautiful and sharp. The sword was light, like a dragonfly touching water. It stabbed a small dot on the chests of more than a dozen masters, which was almost imperceptible.
But the force from the sword tip penetrated his body, directly shattering his heart and cutting off his vitality.
Li Muchan turned around and said: "Master, my sister's swordsmanship has improved greatly. It seems that the Feixian Sword Sutra is indeed mysterious!"
Master Zhuzhao nodded with a smile: "Yes, this Flying Immortal Sword Sutra is really powerful. I don't know who created it in the first place, a heavenly being!"
"How does our master compare with him?" Li Muchan asked.
Master Zhuzhao shook his head: "Although the founder of the sect is strong, he is probably not as good as the person who created the Flying Immortal Sword Scripture. It is a pity that the disciples of the Changbai Sword Sect are incompetent and cannot understand the mystery."
Li Muchan nodded, this is indeed the truth. Entering Baoshan empty-handed, the disciples of the Changbai Sword Sect are really unbearable, and let this set of sword scriptures be covered in dust.
Master Zhuzhao said: "You brat, you have made a meritorious deed...Thanks for killing Nie Wangqiu and allowing him to continue his enlightenment, he will one day be able to surpass us."
Li Muchan pondered: "Master, since this set of sword scriptures is so powerful, why can't the Changbai Sword Sect always be proud and proud?"
Master Zhuzhao smiled and said: "I have thought about it these past few days, and I have some clues."
"I would like to listen to Master's words." Li Muchan said with a smile.
Master Zhuzhao gave him a white look: "Glib-tongued! Don't laugh after hearing this!"
"Disciple doesn't dare." Li Muchan said hurriedly.
Master Zhuzhao hummed softly: "I'm sorry you don't dare!"
She sighed secretly. The more she got along with this disciple, the more she realized how powerful he was. No wonder Yin Yue admired him so much that she could not match him.
She continued: "After much thought, the reason is that the foundation of the Changbai Sword Sect is too weak. The Changbai Sword Sect only has this set of sword scriptures and no other high-level martial arts... It's like climbing a high mountain but there is no way. The Flying Immortal Sword Classics
Although it is powerful, it is not easy to practice it.”
Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "Heroes see the same thing, and my disciples also think so."
Master Zhu Zhao said with a smile: "The martial arts of our Canghai Sword Sect is practiced step by step, step by step. As long as you work hard and are not too stupid, you can always achieve success. If you are smarter and work harder, it will not be difficult to become a master.
...Besides, it is not just the Canghai Divine Sword lineage that is not suitable for practicing Canghai Divine Kung Fu. You can practice Su Yu Gong, you can practice the Miaolian Sutra, you can practice the Dragon Transformation Kung Fu... The martial arts of the Changbai Sword School are all based on the Flying Immortal Sword Sutra.
What has been introduced is not perfect and too single, so it is not suitable for every disciple."
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Brilliant!"
"Okay, don't flatter me!" Master Zhuzhao scolded with a smile.
While the two were talking, Wen Yinyue swung his sword lightly and gracefully, like a fish swimming in the sword light in the sky, with ease. Every time the sword struck, one person would be killed.
After the two of them had said a few words, ten more people fell down. She was spotless and her breath was even.
The remaining twenty or so people in the field were all heavy, but showed no fear. Someone shouted: "If Wen Yinyue cannot be killed today, we will have no face to live!"
Everyone was silent, and the sword light became brighter. Li Muchan looked towards the man, but it was Fan Dongyuan. His face was gloomy, his eyes were shining coldly, but he was behind the crowd.
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Master, he is going to run away."
Master Zhuzhao smiled softly: "Don't worry, your senior sister won't let him go!"
But seeing Wen Yinyue's figure spinning, graceful like a dancing sword, the murderous intention flashed away in the lightness, she was invincible and no one could stop her.
Li Muchan secretly lamented that although these masters were considered to be top-notch, they were still first-rate. They were unable to fight back under the sword of Senior Sister. Senior Sister's swordsmanship was truly outstanding.
The Flying Immortal Sword Sutra was of great help to her. He secretly estimated that just in terms of the power of the sword, she could increase it by 20 to 30%, which would be a huge improvement.
Fan Dongyuan's heart kept sinking. He had heard of Fairy Leng Lian, who was known as the best master of the younger generation, but he only thought it was a joke. People deliberately cheered her because of her beauty.
Even so, he was cautious and in order to be absolutely sure, he still invited fifty masters from the Changbai Sword Sect to come and contain him, feeling confident.
Although these fifty masters are not at the top of the Changbai Sword Sect, they are several times stronger than the masters of the Dongyuan Gang, and they are enough to deal with Wen Yinyue.
The reality is so cruel. These masters who are standing by him can't even make a move. This Wen Yinyue is more powerful than the legend. He has such advanced swordsmanship at such a young age. He is really a monster!
He wanted to give up. If he didn't succeed this time, he would find a stronger master next time. He would get rid of her no matter what. It would be beneficial to the Changbai Sword Sect to remove such a person as early as possible before she became the head of the Canghai Sword Sect.
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He slowly backed away, wanting to leave without anyone noticing.
"Chi!" There was a slight whistle, and a white shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and the cold light reached his chest.
He was shocked, he quickly took off his robe and changed his belt, kicked his feet back and waved his sword into a ball, the sword light covered his whole body like water.
"Ding..." A crisp voice sounded, and he felt numbness in his arms and pain in his heart. Suddenly, darkness surged over him, and he knew nothing.
From everyone's perspective, the sword light around him suddenly disappeared, the sword fell out of his hand, and then he fell heavily to the ground, motionless, already dead.
Wen Yinyue kept walking, her body turned into white shadows flickering, her long sword turned into a wisp of cold stars, retreating like a god, moving like the wind, in the blink of an eye, more than twenty masters were killed one by one, and no one was spared.
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She floated back to Li Muchan, her faint fragrance was still there, there was no smell of blood on her body, the clouds were light and the wind was light, her expression was refreshing, and there was no trace of murderous intention left.
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The practice of Miaolian Sutra emphasizes that the heart is like a lotus flower, which can emerge from the mud without being stained. It will never be stained by messy emotions and will always be in a state of tranquility.
"Senior sister is good at swordsmanship, I admire her!" Li Muchan clapped his hands in admiration and said with a smile: "This battle was clean and neat, very satisfying!"
Wen Yinyue glanced at him and said lightly: "It's far worse than my junior brother's Canghai Divine Sword!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "The Canghai Divine Sword... Senior sister, you'd better look outside to see if there are any hiding places. I guess there are some overt and covert."
Wen Yinyue nodded, disappeared in a flash, and came back in a blink of an eye, shaking her head: "It's too late, that person has already left."
Li Muchan shook his head and sighed.
Wen Yinyue understood what he was thinking and said: "Junior brother relies too much on magical powers. It doesn't matter. Just kill them one by one."
"Yes, Zhanran, don't always think about using magical powers. Killing Fan Dongyuan this time will be like cutting off a finger of the Changbai Sword Sect."
Li Muchan shook his head: "The Dongyuan Gang is insignificant and is nothing to the Changbai Sword Sect, but these fifty or so masters have caused a lot of losses to the Changbai Sword Sect."
"Their martial arts are also ordinary." Wen Yinyue shook her head.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It's not that they are incompetent, it's that Senior Sister's swordsmanship is amazing."
Wen Yinyue showed a smile: "I also think the Feixian Sword Sutra is amazing, and my swordsmanship is somewhat advanced."
The three of them discussed for a while and left immediately. With so many people dead, it was uncomfortable to stay here, so they continued on their way.
At noon the next day, they walked in an open area under the bright sunshine. The broad official road led straight into the distance with no end in sight. There were only sparse woods around, sparsely populated and extremely empty.
Li Muchan sat on top of the carriage to bask in the sun. The wind was still a bit strong, but it was really comfortable to bask in the sun. The two women got out of the car and walked.
They felt bored after sitting in the car all the time, so they might as well get out and walk.
Li Muchan suddenly sighed: "Master, Senior Sister, we are in trouble again!"
He put his palms on his eyebrows and looked at them: "Ten people seem to be coming towards us."