But although it is not enthusiastic, he is still like a maggot attached to the bone, chasing after him. His internal strength is different from before. If in the past, he had the Tianyuan Breathing and Inhalation Technique to supplement him, his internal strength would recover very quickly.
But things are different now. Once the Burning Lamp Technique is used too much, the true energy in the body will be quickly depleted, which will not only damage the body, but also take a long time to recover the internal energy.
The burning technique is like a water pump, which will quickly drain the body's true energy. Even if you are not a martial arts master, there is still energy in your Dantian. Energy is an important energy that maintains the body, just like blood.
If the Qi in the Dantian is completely drained, although one's life will not be lost, it will cause serious damage to the body, just like losing blood.
In such a situation, it would be very difficult to escape once the body was in bad condition. He was secretly anxious and moved faster.
He was extremely fast, like a stream of light traveling through the woods. The moonlight was hazy and the woods were dark, and his figure was looming like a ghost.
He suddenly frowned and realized that the three people behind him were also speeding up. Something was wrong. These three people must also be familiar with the method of stimulating potential. They also risked their lives to chase him.
People who are desperate are the most terrifying. Li Muchan frowned and suddenly hid behind a tree. He remained motionless, hiding his voice. He held his breath, closed his eyes slightly, and looked down with the eyes of the void.
Experts like them could hear the breathing nearby, and even feel the gaze. Li Muchan concentrated his breathing and gaze, like a rotten tree, blending seamlessly with the pine trees around him.
The speed of the three of them was extremely fast, and they passed by like a gust of wind in the blink of an eye. Li Muchan did not move, still as motionless as a rotten tree.
Suddenly a gust of wind picked up again, and the three of them flashed in front of Li Muchan. If it weren't for the dim light and the thick tree next to them, they could see Li Muchan at a glance, and they were very close at hand.
"Where have you gone?" the red-faced old man grunted.
"Did you leave the tree?" A middle-aged man's voice sounded.
Another middle-aged man yelled: "Damn it, this kid can't run very fast, he's like a mouse!"
"Stop talking nonsense, let's chase each other separately!" The red-faced old man waved his hand and hummed: "He can't run away. The signal has been sent out, and he can't fly out!"
"Catch him and I will chop him with a knife!"
"He can kill the young master. Don't underestimate him. If you see him, kill him immediately!" the red-faced old man snorted.
"Yes." A middle-aged man responded helplessly.
"I'm from this side, you from that side, you from that side!" The red-faced old man pointed at the two of them one by one, then pointed in the direction, and hummed: "After we leave the woods, we will meet at the top of the mountain!"
"yes!"
The red-faced old man said coldly: "Humph, if he runs away, the three of us will have no shame in surviving, so we will simply commit suicide!"
The two middle-aged men immediately became silent, turned around and left.
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The red-faced old man jumped up the tree, looked down at the surroundings, and remained silent, as if he was thinking and inferring that the signal just now was the highest level signal of Sanxiaotang. Anyone who saw it must rush to come, take their respective positions, and lay down a dragnet.
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If it were elsewhere, the personnel might not be organized, so there would be omissions, and there would be gaps in the dragnet. But this is Baiyun City, the center of the South Altar of Sanxiao Hall, and there are so many gangs. As soon as the signal is seen, the dragnet can be set up in the blink of an eye.
Therefore, he was not worried. Although the man named Jiang ran fast, he could never escape. There was no need for him to chase him in a hurry. News would come to him soon.
Li Muchan was motionless, his body and mind were completely silent, but his thoughts were racing. His eyes in the void looked down at the red-faced old man in front of him.
This person has deep inner strength and advanced martial arts, and is better than himself. If you want to deal with him, you have to be careful. If you are not careful, you will fail to defeat the tiger and be eaten instead.
The red-faced old man stood on the treetop, a breeze came slowly, his clothes were fluttering, and the moonlight shone like water, making him look like a fairy.
He frowned and looked around, pondering and thinking. After a while he shook his head, but there was no movement. It seemed like this kid had really run away!
Then he shook his head, not running away, but hiding!
It can only be hidden in the woods, but there are hundreds of pine trees in the woods. It is not easy to find them. Looking for them one by one requires too many people.
He frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly sneered and snorted: "Come out, you can hide it from others, how can you hide it from me!"
There was no movement around, and it was completely deserted. There was only the sound of the gentle breeze blowing through the treetops. His ears stood up and he looked downcast: "You are able to kill the young master. It really surprises me. But if you kill the young master, you will die."
Undoubtedly, a dragnet has been set up all around, making it difficult for a bird to cross, and you alone have no chance!"
There was still no movement around, only his voice.
The old man sneered and said: "Sooner or later, you will die. There is no need to waste your efforts. If our Sanxiaotang can't defeat you, how can we stand in the world?"
Li Muchan remained motionless, his breath became more and more concentrated, and his mind entered the state of calmness in the ancient well. No matter what the old man said, he remained silent.
The old man chattered a lot, which was nothing more than threats.
Li Muchan frowned secretly, knowing that he was not just a false threat, but also a delaying tactic.
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As the old man spoke, he suddenly burst into laughter: "Okay, let's see how you escape this time!"
He felt that the woods had been surrounded, and everyone used dragnets to search. No matter how powerful the man named Jiang was, he could not escape.
Li Muchan felt helpless. This old man was very powerful. He was always tense to guard against sneak attacks. His martial arts skills were so advanced that Li Muchan was really unsure.
If it were anyone else, he would have already started to fight desperately in despair, but Li Muchan was determined, had no chance, did not act rashly, and still remained silent.
This patience and persistence became more and more difficult as the people outside the woods approached. It was like a group of ants emerging from the plains. These people appeared from nowhere. More and more people appeared. After a while, they had surrounded the area.
forest.
Li Muchan looked down with his void eye and calculated that there were about two hundred people.
He smiled bitterly to himself, Sanxiaotang is really powerful. These famous sects cannot be underestimated. In just a short time, they actually gathered more than two hundred people.
People kept pouring out from a distance, and the walls of Baiyun City became decorations. They climbed over them as if they were walking on flat ground, without any hindrance.
People kept rushing out from Baiyun City, and there were still faint flames floating in the sky, vaguely present, but never disappearing, like stars guiding the direction.
After people poured out of the city, they all went their own way, in different directions. Some went south, some went east, some went west, and some went southwest and southeast, each taking his own place.
They looked a little confused at first, but eventually each took his own position, and a tight circle was formed, with the flame in the sky as the center and a radius of five miles.
Li Muchan's Eye of the Void could clearly see that these people were nimble on their feet and all had good skills. They were all good players. Sanxiaotang's strength was indeed formidable.
He smiled bitterly in his heart, it was really difficult to break through this trap, but it could be seen that among these people, the red-faced old man above him had the most powerful martial arts.
No matter what, you must get rid of this person first, otherwise, you will never be able to escape.
Li Muchan originally thought that the lake owner would send people to protect him secretly, but now it seems that this is wishful thinking, and he has not seen any other masters at all.
It seemed that he could only rely on himself. Although he might have lost his life, his heart was calm, his mind was clearer, his fighting spirit was high, and he had no fear.
He had died once, but this time he had no fear, but that was all. He finally killed Lin Ping, avenged Canghaishan, and could die in peace.
He condensed the boiling sword intent in the palm of his hand and concentrated it on a small knife. This small knife condensed almost all his energy and spirit, preparing for a thunderous strike.
His spirit was strong, and although his sword intent was as strong as substance, it was wrapped up without any trace of it dissipating.
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The red-faced old man stroked his beard and laughed: "Haha, good boy, you are so patient. You must be hiding here, so you better come out!"
When he heard the movement and felt the crowd approaching, he felt that he had a winning chance and felt indescribably proud.
Although there had been no movement and the man named Jiang had not come out, he was very sure that he was hiding in the woods without any doubt. If he ran out, he would not be able to hide it from his eagle eyes.
Now under the net of heaven and earth, no matter how powerful someone named Jiang is, there is no way he can escape!
"Haha..." He stroked his beard, shook his head and smiled, "Now, you can... uh...!"
He was smiling proudly, and with the flash of the sword, he let out a muffled grunt, and fell down, with a muffled "bang" sound, and fell heavily to the ground.
"Hi!" A flying knife fell from the sky and stuck on the ground, right next to him.
Li Muchan floated up to him, looked at his twitching corpse, shook his head, bent down to pick up the throwing knife, wiped it and put it in his sleeve.
The sword strike just now was made just when the red-faced old man relaxed his energy, opened his mouth to laugh, and when his blood was at its slowest, so that he had no time to react.
Normally, I wouldn't dare say that I could kill this old man so neatly.
Li Muchan breathed a long sigh of relief. After killing this man, he finally got rid of a major worry in his heart. Although the other people were strong in martial arts, they were not as strong as this old man.
People kept coming out of the city wall. Li Muchan frowned and thought for a moment. He had no choice but to fight his way out. He wanted to hide but couldn't.
If you want to hide it, there are only two ways. One is to hide it underground, but it will be difficult to cover up traces of new soil and it will be discovered immediately. The other is to hide it in a tree, and it will be difficult to avoid leaving traces in a hurry.
Moreover, it is easy to see through it even if it is hidden in a tree. When they pass by, they can just pat the tree with their hands and notice something strange about the tree. There is no way they can hide it.
Now it seemed that the only option was to force his way through. Li Muchan felt fierce in his heart, took a few deep breaths, suppressed the surging energy and blood, turned around and rushed in one direction.
He had just struck, and all his energy and spirit were stored in the knife. Now he felt as if the thief had left the building empty. Fortunately, a breath came from the spleen. When it flowed into the perineum, it caused the spring to flow, and the two breaths combined to rise to the level of the perineum.
Dantian, recovered some strength.
Li Muchan secretly smiled bitterly, he was indeed a late bloomer in ancient qi training. Although he usually had deep internal strength, he failed at critical times and his recovery speed was too slow.
He could only save some internal energy and perform Qing Gong, using as little internal energy as possible. He relied solely on the pure fire, and his feet moved forward as if they were riding the wind, sliding forward lightly.
In a blink of an eye, they were approaching, and there were four middle-aged men directly in front, two holding knives and two holding swords. They were waving their hands to clear the way and sweep away the weeds under their feet.
Li Muchan suddenly accelerated and shot past like a stream of light.
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"Ah, there's someone!" A middle-aged man's scream suddenly stopped. A sword light had already stabbed his throat, directly cutting off his voice.
But the other three people reacted immediately and attacked with their swords.
Li Muchan ignored the swords of the three people, and without stopping, he swung his sword to form a light curtain to protect himself, and crashed towards the three people.
"Ding ding ding ding..." In a series of crisp chirps, Li Muchan ran rampant without any scruples, like a red-eyed bull.
The three of them had no choice but to disperse to avoid the sharp attack, but were immediately rushed out by Li Muchan.
"Here!" one person exclaimed, and the three of them chased after him. However, they watched Li Muchan run faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye he got into another forest.
When the people around heard the noise, they came to support one after another, forming a fan shape and rushing towards the woods, connecting with each other so that they could respond to each other.
Li Muchan's feet felt like wind, and the internal energy in his dantian was like a burning lamp. He couldn't care less and kept speeding up, trying to rush to the mountain.
Once you enter the mountains, you may have a chance of survival through the dangerous peaks.
First, you have to rush through this pine forest, then you can get into the mountain, and then the sky is high and the birds can fly.
Before everyone formed a siege, he rushed out of the woods and into the mountains. However, he did not feel any joy at all, but instead felt bitter and indescribable.
The two old men were hiding in the woods, as if they were sure that Li Muchan would pass by. They wanted to attack, but were avoided by Li Muchan. They followed closely and followed into the mountain.
Although Li Muchan had the Eye of Void, he did not expect that these two old men would hide their bodies, avoid the Eye of Void, and suddenly appear.
Although Li Muchan narrowly avoided being stopped, he was stared at. No matter how hard he tried to speed up, he just couldn't get rid of the two of them.
Li Muchan had no choice but to fly to a valley and stop. It was a quiet place. Only the two old men caught up and got rid of the rest.
He wanted to kill these two old men here. Otherwise, when he was exhausted and unable to fight back, it would be nothing more than wishful thinking to find a place to adjust his breath and recover without killing these two people.
He stood quietly, the moonlight was like water, illuminating his pale face, and the lush trees around him became as thick as ink, and covered with a layer of clear light.
The two old men, both with fair faces and beardless faces, and kind eyes, looked like wealthy men. They looked at Li Muchan indifferently, looked at each other, and then rushed over, attacking with both palms.
Li Muchan swung his sword to block, but after a few moves he was unable to do anything. The palms of the two old men were so weird that they seemed to have strange stickiness, and the air around him became thicker.
Li Muchan's internal strength was already insufficient, so he was pressed down by the two palms, and each move consumed more energy.
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Not only are their internal powers strange, but their palm skills are also extremely exquisite. Li Muchan's sword skills are extremely exquisite, but each of their palms can hit Li Muchan's sword accurately.
In this way, it was tantamount to a competition of internal strength. Li Muchan secretly complained but was helpless, unable to escape, as if he was trapped in a quagmire.
He was full of clever tricks, but at this moment he was unable to use them. In the face of absolute strength, tricks were useless. He was thinking hard while swinging his sword, which distracted him.
He gritted his teeth, burned his inner strength again, and suddenly turned his sword skills into sword skills. At this time, he didn't care about revealing his hidden possessions, so he killed these two people first.
The sword light flashed, and the sword intent surged. The two of them clapped their hands together, and suddenly they heard a squeaking sound. They felt that their palms were numb, and their whole bodies were also numb.
With the blessing of the sword intention, the power of the ordinary sword technique will increase sharply.
Li Muchan dodged and reached behind an old man. When he got closer, he slashed with his sword. The old man leisurely raised his palm and swatted the sword body like a fly.
Suddenly a cold light flashed through, hitting the old man's chest directly.
The old man reacted and stretched out his other palm to strike, but the knife was so swift and violent that it penetrated directly through the palm and hit his heart.
"Uh..." The old man grunted and flew out directly.
"Chi!" With a slight whistle, Li Muchan shrank down and crouched down, a flying knife flew over his head, and a cold air penetrated from the top of his head, like a cold air coming down from his head.
"Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!" There was a light whistle, and he turned over and rolled like a lazy donkey.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" Four flying knives were stuck on the ground, and the handles of the knives were shaking slightly. He broke into a cold sweat because he did not expect the old man's flying knives to be so violent.
"Good boy, hit me again!" The remaining old man looked angry, his beard and hair were spread out, and his eyes were filled with cold lightning, like a god.
Li Muchan had no choice but to take away his energy and energy with the knife just now. Now facing this old man, he really had no power to fight back.
"Tsk——!" A cold light struck, and Li Muchan hurriedly turned around to avoid it. The blade of the knife flew past his left rib, and the cold air penetrated into his heart.
"Tsk!" Another stab, and Li Muchan quickly dodged again.
The old man struck one blow after another in an endless stream. He seemed to have countless flying knives hidden on his body. Li Muchan dodged and smiled bitterly.
He already knew at this time that the lake master had indeed sent five masters, who were currently fighting with a group of masters from Sanxiaotang. The four of them divided into four groups and led those people away.
Another person flew over here, trying to rush over to support.
Li Muchan's spirit perked up. As long as he could hold on for a while and the masters from Xinghu Xiaozhu came over, he would be saved. His almost exhausted body surged with strength again.
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While the old man was shooting flying knives, he kept getting closer. Li Muchan could only keep retreating, staying as far away as possible to gain time to dodge.
He tried to pick up the long sword several times, but was blocked by flying knives. The old man's flying daggers were so perfect that Li Muchan thought he was far behind.
Suddenly, his face turned bitter. The internal energy in his Dantian finally exerted its strength and could not recover in time, so it stagnated for a while.
During this lag, two flying knives came at the same time. Li Muchan tried his best to twist around, but was unable to dodge. The knife hit his left chest and flew out.
"Stop!" With a crisp voice, a person swooped over and caught him.