Master Zhuzhao hummed softly: "The Changbai Sword Sect is really persistent and must kill Yinyue."
Among the three, only Wen Yinyue was recognized. Master Zhuzhao dressed up as an ordinary person, like a disciple of the Canghai Sword Sect, and Li Muchan did not look like a martial artist. Among the three, only Wen Yinyue was the most eye-catching.
The Changbai Sword Sect surrounded and killed Wen Yinyue over and over again, just to take advantage of the opportunity to kill Wen Yinyue when he was alone. The opportunity was so rare that it was like a piece of fat meat.
Wen Yinyue said: "Master, let me go and take a look."
"Don't worry, let's go together." Master Zhuzhao waved her hand.
This time they must have come prepared. Only ten people should have heard the news that Fan Dongyuan's entire army of fifty people had been destroyed. Naturally, the person who came here was evil.
Not many people have really seen Wen Yinyue's martial arts. Most people think that because she is young and a woman, her martial arts skills are not that high, so she can take advantage of her unpreparedness and directly kill more than fifty masters.
These masters would be regarded as pillars in ordinary sects, but they were like pillars in front of Wen Yinyue, allowing them to be killed without any resistance.
The carriage moved slowly, and the red horse pulling it was lazily basking in the sun.
Ten knights in white lined up in front, blocking the road. More than a hundred meters away, the coachman noticed something strange and hurriedly tightened the reins, causing the carriage to stop.
The old coachman turned around and looked: "Girl, this..."
He was well-informed and was not afraid, and after seeing Wen Yinyue's swordsmanship, he became more confident.
Wen Yinyue nodded lightly: "Just stop here and hide, don't be afraid."
"Haha, with the girl here, all evil will not invade, and the little old man will not be afraid." The old coachman said with a smile.
Wen Yinyue floated away, and in a blink of an eye she was in front of ten knights in white. She raised her head and said lightly: "You guys are blocking the road, what are you doing?"
The first knight was a middle-aged man with a slender figure, a long and narrow face, and eyes like lightning: "You are Wen Yinyue, right?"
Wen Yinyue nodded: "Exactly, are you from the Changbai Sword Sect?"
"Yes, we are ordered to invite Miss Wen back to the mountain, please do so!" the middle-aged man said solemnly.
Wen Yinyue smiled faintly: "If you want to invite me to Changbai Jianfeng, it depends on your ability."
"Young Master has an order. If there is any resistance, you will be killed without mercy. Miss Wen, think about it carefully and don't make any mistakes!" The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, his eyes like lightning, piercing Wen Yinyue's eyes.
Wen Yinyue said: "Stop talking nonsense."
The middle-aged man looked at her deeply, shook his head regretfully, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, in that case, don't blame me for being so ruthless as to... kill!"
He raised his hand, and the other nine people pressed the saddle, jumped into the air and swooped down, rushing towards Wen Yinyue like an eagle catching a chicken. The nine long swords were unsheathed and formed into a circle under their hoods.
Wen Yinyue dodged, escaped from the surrounding nine people, and appeared behind the middle-aged man in an instant. With a flash of sword light, the tip of the sword had reached his vest.
"Ding..." The middle-aged man held his long sword upside down and touched the tip of Wenyin Yue's sword.
As the two swords intersected, Wen Yinyue felt her palms heat up, and the sword almost fell out of her hand. Suddenly, a lotus flower flashed faintly on her wrist, then disappeared, and her arm returned to normal.
She was astonished. She didn't expect that this middle-aged man was actually a top expert. He had obviously calculated his moves and was well prepared. He could only achieve such power with one charged blow.
"Here!" the middle-aged man yelled, and the sword light pierced Wen Yinyue like electricity. Wen Yinyue waved lightly and swung the sword smoothly.
This sword was so wonderful that it just blocked the middle-aged man's moves, as if waiting for him to hit him upwards. The middle-aged man had no choice but to forcefully change his moves.
Wen Yinyue lightly struck his sword again, blocking his move again. He felt awkward and depressed, unable to use his sword force, so he had to change his move again.
The other nine people rushed over, and Wen Yinyue dodged and escaped from the encirclement again.
Her light skills were superior to theirs, and her sword skills were mysterious. The ten of them were like headless flies, and they could only chase her around in vain.
Li Muchan laughed and said: "No wonder Senior Sister is so fierce. Killing fifty people last time was like child's play. It turned out that she restrained their sword skills. Haha, interesting! Interesting!"
Wen Yinyue is a prodigy who understands martial arts very quickly. Otherwise, he would not be able to practice the Miao Lotus Sutra at such a young age and be better than his master.
Such a genius is rare in the world, but the appearance of Li Muchan has obscured her shine.
It’s the Vajra Indestructible Magic Power, the Great Ming King Sutra, and the Canghai Divine Sword. Wen Yinyue, who has practiced the Miaolian Sutra, is no longer extraordinary.
She read the Feixian Sword Sutra and understood a lot. In terms of understanding, he was much better than Nie Wangqiu. Although he could not fully understand the Sword Sutra in a short time, his sword skills were enough to deal with the Changbai Sword Sect.
All the martial arts of the Changbai Sword Sect are derived from the Feixian Sword Sutra, which is its root and source. She has understood the Feixian Sword Sutra, and the Changbai Sword Sect's swordsmanship is like looking at the lines on the palm of her hand.
Her light sword looks graceful and graceful to others, like a sword dance, but to the disciples of the Changbai Sword Sect, it points directly to the flaw and is as deadly as a snake.
Master Zhuzhao also laughed, shook his head and said: "I didn't expect that such a wonderful thing could happen by accident."
From then on, the Changbai Sword Sect could no longer raise its head in front of the Canghai Sword Sect, and would be suppressed to death. Yin Yue took the greatest credit. The swordsmanship she performed had surpassed the barriers of the Canghai Nine Swords, and was vaguely integrated with the Feixian Sword Sutra.
, forming a unique set of swordsmanship.
The last time she performed it in front of more than fifty people, it had already begun to take shape. This time it was even more complete, with leaps and bounds of progress, showing her superhuman understanding.
Master Zhuzhao was smiling proudly.
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The leading middle-aged man turned around and walked away, suddenly not chasing Wen Yinyue. Between the chase and the escape, the formation could not be maintained, and two people were already damaged.
He was in front of Li Muchan in a flash, swinging his sword and stabbing him as if he was looking for a snake. His sword was as fast as lightning, showing his exquisite swordsmanship.
Li Muchan laughed and slapped the tip of the sword with a light palm.
The middle-aged man smiled evilly and raised his palm to meet the sword, just seeking death. His internal energy moved faster, trying to pierce his palm, and at the same time, he stabbed his chest.
"Ding..." There was a crisp sound, and the middle-aged man shuddered, and the long sword flew out of his hand.
Li Muchan's palm was as white as jade, and he slapped the long sword away with a slight palm, then moved forward, hitting the middle-aged man in the chest, and it immediately flew out.
"Poof!" He spurted an arrow of blood in the air. Broken objects seemed to be spurted out along with the arrow, but his internal organs were completely shattered.
"Bang!" He fell to the ground like a rag bag, motionless.
Li Muchan shook his head, turned around and said with a smile: "The soft ones are not so easy to pinch!"
Master Zhuzhao pursed his lips and said with a smile: "He is blind and just looking for death!"
Li Muchan said: "Master, do you want me to step forward to help and deal with them as soon as possible?"
Master Zhuzhao shook his head: "No, it's best for them to hone Yin Yue's sword skills."
While the two were talking, two more people were killed by swords. Li Muchan raised his voice and said: "Sister, please understand quickly, we have to hurry on!"
"Yes." Wen Yinyue said lightly, her voice coming from far away, as clear as if she was beside her.
She agreed, and her movements suddenly sped up. Cold stars were scattered all over her body, like raindrops falling, covering the five people in an instant.
With several muffled groans in succession, the sword light around Wen Yinyue's body quickly disappeared, and she flashed to Li Muchan's side, followed by a faint fragrance.
"Sister, your sword skills are good!" Li Muchan stroked his palms and said with a smile, "I wonder what the name of this sword technique is?"
"Master, please give me a name." Wen Yinyue turned around and said.
Master Zhuzhao blurted out: "How about the Immortal-Breaking Sword Technique?"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "It seems that Master has already thought about it... the Immortal-Breaking Sword Technique is very powerful!"
"You brat, don't just flatter me, tell me what's really going on!" Master Zhu Zhao said with a glance at him.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Very good, the Immortal Breaking Sword is specifically designed to break the Fei Immortal Sword Technique...but, I think the Fei Immortal Sword is better!"
"Feixian Sword Technique?" Master Zhu Zhao frowned and hummed, "Isn't the Changbai Sword Sect called Feixian Sword Technique?"
Li Muchan touched his nose: "They are not the real flying immortal swords. Senior sister's sword technique is. Others will be able to tell which one is true and which is false."
Master Zhuzhao pursed his lips and smiled, shook his head and said, "You're such a bad boy!"
In the following ten days of calm, Li Muchan continued to practice the Sutra of Observing the Illumination of Heaven, Humans and Gods. His soul was slowly nourished in the Illumination of Heaven, Humans and Gods. After ten days, he had recovered.
Early that morning, they walked out of the south gate of a small city and headed south.
The three of them changed horses. He was already well and no longer needed to ride in the carriage. The speed of the carriage was really unflattering. It would still take half a month to go back by carriage.
Li Muchan was on the left side of Master Zhu Zhao, and Wen Yinyue was on the right side. The three of them were walking side by side.
Sitting on the horse, Li Muchan suddenly frowned, turned around and said: "Master, we are being targeted, let's go away!"
"Oh——?" Master Zhuzhao turned to look at him.
At this time, the three of them all changed their costumes. Master Zhuzhao dressed up in men's clothing, and Wen Yinyue also dressed up in men's clothing. Each had a mustache on their lips, their eyebrows were specially thickened, and their high collars were raised up to cover their throats.
It happens to be winter, but it would not be so convenient if it were summer.
Both of them were dressed in fluttering green shirts, looking elegant and graceful. In contrast, Li Muchan was dressed like a servant, wearing a gray gown and having a plain appearance.
"Junior brother, have your magical powers recovered?" Wen Yinyue asked hurriedly.
Master Zhuzhao asked: "You brat, how many people are there?"
Li Muchan shook his head: "I intuitively feel the danger, but how many people don't know it?"
"Go and try it?" Master Zhuzhao asked.
Li Muchan pondered for a moment and nodded slowly: "Okay, let's go over and have a look."
Although his intuition was dangerous, it was not very strong. They only regarded the senior sister as their opponent and did not calculate that he and his master might have an opportunity to take advantage of it.
"Okay, let's go meet these guys, the ghosts are still here!" Master Zhuzhao waved his hand vigorously, urging the horse.
The three of them galloped away, getting further and further away from the small town.