Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly. He looked down with the Eye of the Void. The entire Xinghu Xiaozhu was surrounded. Hundreds of disciples from Sanxiao Hall surrounded the entire Xiaozhu. These people were not mediocre, they were really troublesome.
He found the three girls of Xu Xiaorou, and the three girls together formed a triangle, resisting the siege of more than a dozen people, and reached a stalemate.
The three of them had exquisite swordsmanship, and the dozen masters who surrounded them were not good at it either. The light of swords and shadows swept over them like a violent storm.
The three women form a tight sword light to cover themselves, but they are in danger of being destroyed at any time. Although they are strong, they are powerful in numbers, and a tiger cannot defeat a pack of wolves.
The three women's combined fighting skills are extremely good. The three of them together are no different than a dozen people, but the opponents are really a dozen people, and all of them have outstanding martial arts and are better than them.
Li Muchan looked at the other people, who were all surrounded. Only the owner of the lake, Leng Wushuang, had a mist-like figure, elusive and unpredictable. He was walking among the crowd, unstoppable.
Li Muchan breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the Lake Master was there, nothing would be a problem. The Lake Master's martial arts were unpredictable and invincible, so he was naturally not afraid of being surrounded by them.
It's a long story, but it actually only took a moment. A thought came into being, as fast as lightning, and more than a dozen people around him were already surrounding him.
Li Muchan's sword wound on his right chest has already become scarred, and his recovery speed is extremely fast. However, if he takes action, he still has to do it. There are several blocked meridians on his right side, and his martial arts skills are greatly compromised.
None of the dozen or so people around him were mediocre. If he wanted to retreat with one blow, it would be difficult. He had to think of a way to do it. He groaned deeply and glanced at the few people with his eyes.
He suddenly laughed, his body suddenly floated up, and he jumped onto a beam. There was a wall behind him, and there was only a beam in front of him.
As a result, if you want to attack him, you can only attack him from in front of him, and there is only one beam, which can only accommodate one person, and cannot form an encirclement.
He is now injured in the meridians on his right body, and his skill is greatly reduced. He cannot deal with more than a dozen people, but he has no problem dealing with one or two people.
He sat on the beam and looked at a dozen people with a smile.
Most of these dozen people were young people with different appearances, but they were full of energy, full of momentum, sharp eyes, and exuding an aggressive attitude.
As disciples of Sanxiaotang, they have always walked sideways in Baiyun City, and they have developed such an aggressive aura, just like people in the government.
Now that they saw Li Muchan's behavior, they stood on the beam, gnashing their teeth, thinking that he was so shameless, but they would not have thought that it would be shameless for a group of people to beat one person.
Li Muchan said calmly: "Who are you?"
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A young man pointed his sword at Li Muchan and sneered: "Who are you?"
Li Muchan said: "I am Li Zhu, a disciple of Xinghu Xiaozhu. You guys broke into my Xinghu Xiaozhu for no reason. Are you trying to deceive me into not having one?"
"Fart!" the young man yelled: "What a thief, you Xinghu Xiaozhu were so audacious that you actually killed the altar owner and his old man. We will kill your Xinghu Xiaozhu to pieces to appease the altar owner's spirit in heaven!"
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Are you mistaken? How did you know that Altar Master Lin was killed by us?... Could it be that someone deliberately instigated it?"
He thought for a while and sighed: "Neither Xinghu Xiaozhu nor Sanxiaotang are small sects. If they really fight, there will be many people involved, and it will be a big deal to lose one thousand to the enemy and eight hundred to ourselves... It is not right to treat others.
It’s not a bad idea. It’s a good idea to sit back and watch the tigers fight, and then take action at the last moment to reap the benefits!”
A dozen young people looked at each other with solemn expressions. If what Li Muchan said was true, it would be a big trouble. Once a fight broke out, neither family would be able to gain any advantage, but others would take advantage of it.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" The young man sneered and waved his long sword: "The altar master died in front of your Xinghu Xiaozhu. This revenge must be avenged!"
Li Muchan shook his head: "You are too reckless. Altar Master Lin died in front of our Xinghu courtyard, so it is too arbitrary to say that we killed him?... Someone threw Altar Master Lin's body in front of us.
, and then sent out a signal, and you were led over!"
"...Really?" The young man frowned and stared at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan nodded: "Why don't you ask others who saw Master Lin die in front of our Xinghu courtyard?"
He was convinced that those people had been silenced and no one could say that Lin Zizhi really died in front of the courtyard and only saw his body.
In this way, there is a reason to mess around, and there is still a glimmer of hope for this matter.
In fact, it doesn't matter whether Lin Zizhi died at the hands of Xinghu Xiaozhu. The key is whether Sanxiaotang dares to really deal with Xinghu Xiaozhu. Li Muchan is almost certain that Sanxiaotang doesn't dare.
Xinghu Xiaozhu's superiority in the martial arts world is no fluke. Although Sanxiaotang is strong, it is a little short of being able to deal with Xinghu Xiaozhu. Now that Nantan has been hit hard again, it is no match for them.
Li Muchan thought about it and thought it made sense. As long as Xinghu Xiaozhu found a step for Sanxiaotang and gave Sanxiaotang an excuse not to deal with Xinghu Xiaozhu, he might be able to get past it.
When he talked to this group of people, he had just used a delaying tactic before, hoping to delay the attack for a while, giving himself time to recover, and also giving time to his senior sisters and the others.
Later, the more I talked about it, the more inspiration I got, and I felt like I had found some clues, but I became excited, as if I had a wonderful hand accidentally writing a wonderful poem.
"Everyone, this is a critical moment, and we need to be calm. We can't put ourselves at a disadvantage just because of impulsiveness. If we get into a melee, we'll end up just watching the excitement!" Li Muchan said again.
Several young people looked at each other, and the other four jumped down, floating to the ground, and then gathered together to discuss in a low voice. Li Muchan could hear them.
"Brother Zhao, tell me, is this guy trustworthy?" a young man asked in a low voice.
He lowered his voice very low, almost silently. Li Muchan's facial features were sharp, otherwise even from such a distance, no matter how good his inner strength was, he would not be able to hear.
"It makes sense, we have to be on guard." Another burly young man nodded with a frown. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, a bit honest, but his eyes were sharp as he looked around, like the light of a sword.
"Hmph, this guy is just begging for his life, don't pay attention to him!" A young man with a thin face shook his head and sneered repeatedly.
"I don't think this person is afraid of death. There is some truth in what he said. We can't start a fight just because of a signal and end up making a mess and causing big trouble!" said another young man.
"What should we do?"
"Let's retreat first and ask for clarification later. We'll find the deputy altar leader!"
"Good idea, but you can't let this guy go. Find a few people to watch him first and don't let him run away!"
"Okay, this is the best way to do it!"
Then, the four of them jumped up again, and when the first young man spoke, six people were assigned to stay here to watch over Li Muchan, while the rest went out with him.
Li Muchan smiled and said nothing, and kept seizing the time to open up the right meridian, striving to return to peak condition, and he was optimistic about the success.
He watched with the Eye of the Void, and these dozen people flew out without fighting anyone. They rushed directly to the far south and came to a group of old men.
The young man at the head came to an old man with silver hair and gestured excitedly. The silver-haired old man frowned and turned his head to look around.
Li Muchan smiled slightly, knowing that these words had an effect.
Suddenly, a white shadow flashed, and Li Muchan felt the light and shadow in front of his eyes swaying and twisting, like a shining river, and he felt a little nauseous in his chest.
Then his eyes lit up, he was already standing on a rooftop, the breeze was blowing on his face, and the air was fresh.
Next to him stood Leng Wushuang, fluttering in white clothes, looking like a fairy banished to the dust in the moonlight.
"Lake Master, I told them that someone was instigating and blaming us. Lin Zizhi was not killed by us. Don't be fooled and take advantage of others." Li Muchan said in a low voice.
Leng Wushuang raised her eyebrows and looked at him.
Li Muchan said in a low voice: "Sanxiaotang probably doesn't want to start a war with us. Let them step down and maybe everything will be fine."
Leng Wushuang was silent and silent.
Li Muchan said: "Lord of the Lake, if you can avoid a war, it's best not to fight."
Leng Wushuang was still pondering, not speaking, but the expression on his face was uncertain. It was like a piece of white jade, flawless and crystal clear, with its warm brilliance faintly flowing, and it was otherworldly.
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After a long while, Leng Wushuang suddenly shouted: "Disciples of Xinghu Xiaozhu, please return to the small courtyard!"
The whistling sound was as clear as the chirping of a crane, resounding through the night sky. When everyone heard the words, they immediately moved and fled back. In the blink of an eye, they were back in the small courtyard.
Leng Wushuang glanced around and saw that only one person was injured, and no one was seriously injured or dead.
When taking action, the less afraid of death and the more desperate you are, the less likely you are to die. With Leng Wushuang here, all the disciples of Xinghu Xiaozhu are not afraid of death. Anyway, they can still be saved if they die.
Moreover, since they are already superior in martial arts, it will not be difficult for them to escape unscathed.
Leng Wushuang stood on the roof, looking down at everyone. The silver-haired old man jumped onto the wall and said in a long voice: "Master Lenghu, how did our altar master die?"
Leng Wushuang remained silent, his eyes indifferent.
Li Muchan coughed lightly, shook his head, and sighed: "Senior, we all dare to swear to God that Master Lin Tan was not killed by the Lake Master!"
His voice was neither fast nor slow, but leisurely and slow, reaching everyone's ears clearly, showing his deep and pure cultivation.
Li Muchan had no intention of showing off, but he had no choice but to do so. Otherwise, the silver-haired old man would directly reprimand him for not being qualified to talk to him.
"Oh——?" The silver-haired old man frowned and stared at Leng Wushuang.
Li Muchan said: "The Lake Master doesn't bother to tell the difference. We still need to make it clear. This senior, please take back the body of Lin Altar Master first. We can talk about anything later!"
The silver-haired old man turned to look at everyone. The disciples of Xinghu Xiaozhu looked strange and glanced at Li Muchan from time to time.
Li Muchan didn't look injured at this time, with a smile on his face and a fluttering blue shirt, standing together with Leng Wushuang, they looked like a perfect match.