Lin Zhifeng followed him, one step away, showing his status.
Everyone stopped, and dozens of Lin family guards clasped their fists: "See the head of the family!"
The four Dongchu masters took a step back and turned their heads to look over. The two of them crossed their arms and looked sideways. They looked up and down, looking unruly.
With a smile on his face, Li Muchan slowly came closer and stopped four feet away.
For experts like them, a distance of one foot is equivalent to no distance. You can hit the opponent immediately. It is considered a dangerous distance. Under normal circumstances, it should be two feet.
The four of them stood still, squinting at Li Muchan with a smile on his face, full of provocation.
Li Muchan stopped, turned around and glanced at everyone: "Thank you for your hard work, everyone goes back to receive ten taels of silver, fifty taels for the injured, and two hundred taels for those who died in the line of duty!"
"Thank you, Master!" Everyone responded loudly.
Li Muchan smiled and waved his hand: "If you can fulfill your duties faithfully, you are all good sons and daughters of my Lin family."
He turned to the four of them, suppressed a smile, and said calmly: "The four of you are charging so hard, but you don't take our Lin family seriously. The four of you are highly skilled in martial arts, and I would like to learn from you!"
"Master of the house!" Lin Zhixin was startled and shouted hurriedly, winking at him.
Li Muchan pretended not to understand his look and said with a smile: "I have admired the name of Dong Chu Jue Xue for a long time, so the four of us will come up together!"
"Are you the new head of the Lin family?" a short middle-aged man hummed.
He is thin and small, and his skin is dark, as if he is coated with a layer of pot dust. He also seems to have a black air covering his whole body, absorbing the light, always giving people the feeling of being indistinct and unable to see clearly.
At first glance, Li Muchan thought he was blurry, but when he used his power to look carefully, he found that this man's internal energy was expelled from the outside, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a light black mist.
Li Muchan said: "I, Lin Zhenchuan, am the twenty-ninth generation head of the Lin family!"
"Is Lin Zhiwei really dead?" the middle-aged man asked with a frown.
Li Muchan said: "It's none of your business whether you are dead or alive. I will learn the best tricks first!"
He couldn't allow the other party to talk anymore, because if he really revealed Lin Zhiwei's collusion with Dong Chu masters, it would alienate the Lin family's children.
In the eyes of the world, no matter how fierce the fight is with Nanli factions, colluding with Dongchu masters to help them is always a shame.
"Look at the punch!" Li Muchan punched out.
The middle-aged man sneered and punched.
He could see Li Muchan's intentions, but he didn't bother to say more. To him, it didn't matter whether the Lin family knew about it or not. If Lin Zhiwei died, there would be no chance of cooperation anymore, and they had traveled thousands of miles in vain.
"Bo!" The sound was like pebbles falling into a deep well.
Li Muchan slid back, crossed his legs, made an "S" shape with one foot, and the two "S"s formed a Tai Chi fish.
The middle-aged man stood still, his feet sunken, and the soles of his shoes could not be seen.
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At first glance, it seems that Li Muchan suffered a loss.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Dong Chu's unique skills are well-deserved, great skills!"
"Both each other!" The middle-aged man snorted and said coldly: "It's my turn!"
As he spoke, he punched out. This punch was plain and simple, with no tricks. He just kept punching and slowly came to Li Muchan.
Li Muchan smiled and punched, and the two fists collided again.
There was a crisp "pop" sound, and everyone was surprised that their fists made such a strange sound.
Li Muchan floated up, stepped out in an arc in the air, and then fell as lightly and silently as a feather.
The middle-aged man stood firmly, his feet sinking another two inches.
"It's my turn!" Li Muchan punched out, and then made a crisp "pop" sound. He floated into the air, took a few empty steps, and landed on the ground. The middle-aged man stood still, and his feet sank another two inches.
"Bo!" "Bo!" "Bo!" "Bo!"
The two of them didn't talk, they only punched, and they were just plain straight punches. They didn't change their tricks, they just used their internal strength to fight, and in the blink of an eye, they punched four times.
"Okay!" A middle-aged man in black next to him pulled the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice: "Junior brother He, you have a rest, I'll do it!"
"No need!" The middle-aged man shook, knocking off the hands of the man in black, and continued to punch.
Seeing that his eyes were red, the man in black turned to look at the other two men. The other two middle-aged men stepped forward to block him with cold faces. It was impossible for the middle-aged man to punch again.
A man said in a deep voice: "Okay, Xiao He, leave it to Xiao Fang."
"I..." The middle-aged man opened his mouth unwillingly. Seeing the firm eyes of the two men, he nodded helplessly: "Yes, then leave it to Senior Brother Fang."
He knew that the two senior brothers saw that he was injured, and turned to look at Li Muchan, secretly angry. He didn't expect that little Nan Li could have such a talent to hurt him!
This man's internal strength was really strange, even better than his own Xuanwu strength. If Xiao Fang was not careful, he would inevitably follow in his own footsteps. He opened his mouth, closed it again, and swallowed the words.
If you are not suitable to remind yourself, others will think you are making excuses.
At this time, the middle-aged man surnamed Fang had already punched, just like the middle-aged man before, a straight punch, looking at the stance, it was like a head-on confrontation.
Li Muchan smiled and punched without showing any signs of weakness.
"Boo!" There was a crisp sound, and the two separated. Li Muchan's feet crossed each other, and his hands made arcs, secretly sighing at the strange strength of these two people.
The inner strength of these two people was as cold as substance, and they penetrated in as fast as electricity. They reached the Dantian in an instant, and kept drilling into the Dantian.
Li Muchan has a strong spirit and his internal energy moves extremely fast. After practicing the Songhe Lifelong Life Mental Technique, his internal energy transforms and moves like waves, one wave after another, layer upon layer.
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His internal force is offset layer by layer, blocking the internal force that invades the body, and then using moves, he transforms this internal force into his own internal force.
It's a long story, but it actually only lasts a moment. He has deep internal energy and possesses both earth and wood natures. He can assimilate it in an instant. Not only does his internal energy not consume, but it actually increases slightly.
After the two punched each other again, the middle-aged man said solemnly: "You are so stupid, why not show some real skills!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "The host is free to do as he pleases. If you have any special skills, it doesn't matter if you use them."
"That's good!" The middle-aged man sneered and slowly punched out, and it suddenly hit Li Muchan's chest. The change between stillness and movement, slowness and speed left no one with time to react.
Li Muchan shrank, barely able to avoid it, and at the same time, he slashed his wrist with a parallel palm like a knife. The middle-aged man shrank his hand, avoiding Li Muchan's slash, and then punched out.
The two of them were going back and forth, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves were passed, hitting the weak and avoiding the real, and their hands phantomed into a ball of shadow. Everyone was dazzled and felt that their eyes were not enough.
Lin Zhifeng and the other three old men looked at each other with surprised expressions.
What Li Muchan is performing now is not the Songhe Yannian Sword Technique. The moves are complex and exquisite, and the responses to changes are extremely wonderful. Without decades of skill, it would be impossible to reach such a state.
The four of them thought that they could not reach such a state. The master of the house was so young but had such cultivation. It was really surprising. It seemed that he had been staying in the house and had become ignorant. When did the master of the house become so powerful?
, I don’t know anything about it.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the two fists finally met.
Li Muchan drew an arc with his feet, completely releasing his strength, but the middle-aged man stood firmly, with his feet slightly sunken, directing all his strength into the ground.
Li Muchan discovered the wonders of their mental methods, which seemed to be even better than Song He Yannian's mental methods. If he hadn't been stronger than his opponent in terms of internal strength, he would not be their match.
"Xiao Fang, please step aside and I will come in person!" the bald middle-aged man among the four said solemnly.
He has a round face, a bald head, and extraordinarily large ears. He looks a bit funny, but his expression is solemn and he has a sense of awe and inviolability.
"Senior Brother Meng..." The middle-aged man stepped back and glanced at Li Muchan angrily.
In terms of the subtlety of his moves, Li Muchan was not inferior to him, and in terms of the depth of his internal strength, Li Muchan was even better. The middle-aged man named Fang thought for a moment and realized that he could not win unless he used a unique move.
It would be embarrassing to use a special move against a Nan Li guy, even if he wins, it would be better to simply retreat.
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The bald middle-aged man stepped forward and looked Li Muchan up and down: "The master of the Lin family is very handsome in martial arts. I would like to learn a thing or two from him."
"You four are so shameless in this round of battle!" A sneer came from the guards of the Lin Mansion.
The bald middle-aged man immediately glanced over, his gaze like a razor blade.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "The battle is over. Since you are here in our Lin Mansion, you must show some kindness to the landlord."
He smiled and said: "If I can win even one and a half moves, please tell me where the four of you came from and where you are going back."
"That's natural!" The bald middle-aged man nodded.
The two started fighting again, going back and forth, fighting like crazy.
Li Muchan tried to figure it out while doing it, secretly memorizing their martial arts, and found that the three people's martial arts methods were the same, their mental methods were the same, and their martial arts moves were different, but their styles were vaguely similar.
After much thought, Li Muchan felt that their moves were similar to those of turtles. The more he thought about them, the more they looked like turtles. At first glance, they looked slow, but when they actually moved, they were as fast as lightning and extremely fast.
Such martial arts are extremely deceptive, and opponents are easily fooled, often falling victim to attacks due to lack of reaction. Their inner energy and mental methods are also unique, pure and cunning. After getting into the meridians, their speed is extremely fast, which is faster than the speed of ordinary people's internal energy.
Can watch the invasion of Dantian.
Once it enters the Dantian, this force turns into a dense cold air, freezing the Dantian, so the internal energy moves more slowly, as if a turtle is crawling.
When you get to a situation like this, you can only tie up your hands, it's like being poisoned, and you are powerless.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Li Muchan stepped back, making arcs with his hands and feet at the same time. The ground was covered with a thin layer of white air, forming a vague circle.
The face of the bald middle-aged man changed from white to yellow, and finally turned red like blood.
He pursed his lips tightly, took a deep look at Li Muchan, slowly raised his arm, waved his hand slightly, turned around and left.
The other three people hurriedly followed, and before leaving the yard, they turned to look at Li Muchan.
Everyone cheered immediately, Li Muchan waved his hands, nodded to the Fourth Elder, turned around and left.
The four elders looked at each other and vaguely guessed that the master of the house was injured and did not want others to see it, which caused his morale to drop. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to ***(***.**
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