Elder Ouyang stroked his beard and looked sideways, indifferently and disdainfully.
The skinny old man took long strides, walking faster and faster. He was more than ten feet away in the blink of an eye. It was like a meteor hitting Elder Ouyang, and at the same time he pushed hard with both palms.
The ground was filled with mud and dust, rolling towards Elder Ouyang like a yellow dragon.
Elder Ouyang curled his lips and sneered, stood firmly, made an arc with his palms, and then pushed out. The billowing dust suddenly turned around to meet the thin old man.
"Bang" the four palms collided, making a dull sound like thunder. Everyone's blood surged, and the ground seemed to shake.
Horses neighed in the distance, and the coachmen immediately calmed them down, quickly quelling the commotion.
Elder Ouyang swayed his upper body, took a step back, and frowned, but the thin old man stood firmly and did not take a step back. Everyone saw that the palms of the two were evenly matched.
The skinny old man came with the momentum and strengthened his palm strength. Elder Ouyang met him on the spot and suffered a loss. Taking a step back does not count as a defeat.
The skinny old man looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Haha, good! Good! I didn't expect that there is such a master in the small Mei Mansion!"
He turned around and said: "Second Senior Brother, we underestimated Mei Mansion!"
The square-faced old man nodded with a smile: "They say there are too many bastards in the water, but I didn't expect that Xiao Xiaomei's house has such abilities. It's so good that it won't be so boring!"
The thin old man clapped his hands and rushed towards Elder Ouyang with a smile: "Come again!"
"Sure enough, they are here for us!" Elder Ouyang remained indifferent and sneered.
He watched the thin old man rushing towards him calmly, without any fuss, he bent his legs and squatted slightly like riding a horse, with his palms facing down, he slowly raised them to his chest, suddenly turned his palms, bent his arms, and pushed forward fiercely.
"Bang!" There was another muffled sound, and my feet trembled.
The guards in silver armor felt better, but felt their blood surge. The guards in bronze armor felt nauseous, their chests were so heavy that they felt like vomiting, and the Fighting for Fate Kung Fu was suppressed.
The guards standing not far away were dressed in ragged clothes, like a strong wind blowing.
This time, the horses were as quiet as before and no more commotion.
Mei Ruolan looked quietly outside the circle with a focused expression, while Gong Qingyun also stared intently.
Xiao Yuan stood next to Li Muchan, curled her little lips, and hummed: "It's really boring to fight with these masters. They just fight hard and don't use subtle moves!"
Li Muchan smiled. After practicing martial arts to a certain level, he returned to basics and stopped pursuing moves. Of course, it also has something to do with his personality.
When these two people took action, the sky was shaken, and the depth of their internal strength was astonishing, even less than their own.
"Haha..., OK! OK!" The thin old man took a step back and laughed endlessly, looking crazy and somewhat heroic.
Li Muchan whispered: "Miss, are you from Bixue Hall?"
He looked around and felt something was wrong, as if there was a wolf waiting for an opportunity in the dark. The pores all over his body stood up and he felt chilly.
"Well, that should be it." Mei Ruolan nodded lightly.
Gong Qingyun hummed: "There is still a backup plan!"
"Well, be careful." Mei Ruolan nodded and kept staring into the distance.
"Bang!" There was another muffled thunder, and Elder Ouyang and the thin old man exchanged palms again. They each took a step back, but they were still evenly matched.
The square-faced old man smiled and said: "Third brother, you take your time and play, I will play too!"
After saying that, he dodged and suddenly arrived behind a silver-armored guard, reached out his palm and pressed down, directly hitting his heavenly spirit, with an inexplicable smile on his face.
"Bang!" A palm suddenly appeared, blocking the head of the silver-armored guard, and collided with the square-faced old man's palm.
But it was Elder Zhang who was dressed in a ge robe with a smile on his face: "You have no respect for yourself, you bully the juniors without even saying hello!"
"Hey, that's interesting!" the square-faced old man said with a smile, and in another flash, he came to another silver-armored guard and pressed down with another palm.
"Bang" Elder Zhang raised his palm to meet him again.
He shook his head with a smile: "Is this all you have at Bixuetang? I am really disappointed, very disappointed, ugh——!"
The square-faced old man pursed his lips and narrowed his eyes slightly. He stopped attacking the silver-armored guard and went straight to Elder Zhang. The two of them waved their palms back and forth, fighting each other.
Different from Elder Ouyang and the others, the two of them walked with agility, their movements were erratic, they were suddenly in front and suddenly behind, they retreated like gods, and their palm skills were exquisite.
Xiao Yuan couldn't take his eyes away, with an expression of admiration on his face.
Li Muchan frowned, slowly looked around, then suddenly bent down, picked up a few stones, pinched them gently, and turned them into small pieces.
Xiao Yuan turned around and saw him like this, and said with a smile: "Zhanran, what are you doing?!"
Li Muchan whispered: "Don't just watch, be careful someone takes the opportunity to attack!"
Xiao Yuan disagreed and curled her lips: "Zhanran, you are too careful. There are so many people protecting you. If you want to sneak attack, there is no way!"
Li Muchan frowned, and Xiao Yuan hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, I just have to be careful!"
When he said this, the square-faced old man suddenly let out a long roar, like a crane chirping for nine days.
There was a long roar in the distance, and then figures fluttered, and a group of people emerged from the woods, all wearing red gowns, as bright as blood.
This group of nearly forty or fifty people outnumbered the Mei Mansion guards.
When they came closer, they immediately split into two, forming two cone-shaped formations, thrusting straight into the circle.
Li Muchan's face darkened, and he sighed to himself, what he was afraid of would happen, and indeed he had this idea in mind. The two masters were entangled, and the only ones left were the silver-armored guard and the bronze-armored guard.
The two cone-shaped teams were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye they fought with the guards of the Mei Mansion. The swords and lightsabers were immediately affected, and screams were heard one after another amidst the clanging sounds.
Li Muchan frowned. The forwards of both teams were old men and masters. In the blink of an eye, six bronze-armored guards had fallen to the ground. If the four silver-armored guards hadn't stopped them, the damage would have been even higher.
Seeing this, the remaining six silver-armored guards stepped forward. The two old men fought one against five, and the rest fought against the bronze-armored guards. There was a win or loss for each other, but the circle defense had been torn apart.
The four of them, Mei Ruolan, stood in the middle, a little awkward. Mei Ruolan remained motionless, quietly looking at Elder Ouyang and Elder Zhang in the distance.
Gong Qingyun's jade face was tense, and she stood with her sword in hand, next to Mei Ruolan. The two of them were dressed exactly the same and dressed similarly, standing together like two plum blossoms.
Xiao Yuan stood next to Li Muchan, looked around, and said anxiously, "Zhan Ran, they can't stop them, please help!"
Li Muchan shook his head and watched the Mei Mansion guards fall, but remained motionless.
These two old men are masters of the gold-armored guard level. One against five is more than enough. The sword light is sharp and fast, like silver lightning. The ten silver-armored guards are fighting for their lives. They cooperate with each other in a tacit understanding. You go up and I go down, forming two lines.
The sword net tightly entangled the two old men.
"Zhanran, hurry up!" Xiaoyuan stamped her feet and tugged at Li Muchan's sleeves. She was extremely anxious when she saw the Mei Mansion guards falling down one after another.
Li Muchan shook his head, raised his right hand, and threw pebbles one by one.
"Chi!" "Chi!" "Chi!"
After a series of whistles, the man jumped on his back. His power was astonishing. The pebbles were extremely fast, and they arrived in a flash like a meteor. The pebbles contained deep internal power.
Those who were hit flew out one after another, as if they were hit by a giant tree, flying three or four feet away. In the mild cases, their muscles and bones were broken, and in the more severe cases, their lives were in danger.
The pebbles flew out without missing a single one, showing off his skill in flying knives for more than ten years.
More than twenty stones flew out, and more than twenty people fell. The situation on the field suddenly changed, and the situation was completely reversed. Xiao Yuan clapped her hands and cheered, laughing sweetly: "Zhanran, awesome! Awesome!"
Gong Qingyun smiled and relaxed the hand holding the sword. Mei Ruolan turned to look at him with an expression of surprise. She didn't expect that he had such skill with hidden weapons.
Li Muchan suddenly turned around and a stone flew behind him.
"Tsk!" There was a sharp roar, and stones cut through the air and shot towards the back of a guard.
Xiao Yuan exclaimed: "Zhanran..."
This guard in dark green attire was fighting with a middle-aged man in red attire. He was helpless and could only parry, but had no power to fight back.
He was slowly retreating towards Mei Ruolan, seemingly unintentionally and unknowingly, because his back was to Li Muchan and the others, so he couldn't see his face clearly.
Gong Qingyun also frowned and turned to look at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan looked calm and looked at the guard calmly.
The guard swayed, avoiding the stones at the last moment, turning his head and saying hurriedly: "Help me!"
He is a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, nothing more than ordinary. Standing in the crowd, he cannot attract people's attention. He has an anxious and longing look on his face.
"Miss..." Xiao Yuan said hurriedly. She has no scheming, is pure and kind, and cannot be like this.
Gong Qingyun took a step forward, pressed the sword and was about to move, but suddenly she stopped, and a big hand was placed on her shoulder.
She shook Li Muchan's hand away with a slight shock. The delicate melon seed's face was thin and angry, and she glared at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan smiled slightly and looked at Mei Ruolan.
Mei Ruolan shook her head and sighed: "They are not ours!"
Li Muchan smiled and raised his hand again, and a pebble flew out of the air with a muffled "pop" sound, as if the pebble had fallen into a deep well.
Shi Zi moved with extraordinary speed and appeared behind the middle-aged man in an instant.
The middle-aged man's sword was as bright as practice, and he slashed fiercely. There was a crisp "ding" sound, and the stones turned into powder. He jumped over, and the middle-aged man in red clothes followed him.
"Humph!" Xiao Yuan was angry and floated forward to meet him. He swung his sword and released a string of sword light, dotted like stars, facing the two middle-aged men.
Mei Ruolan said calmly: "Qingyun, take action!"
"Yes!" Gong Qingyun responded, swung his sword out of its sheath, and a string of clear light fell down, covering the middle-aged man in red clothes, leaving the other person to Xiao Yuan.
Li Muchan lowered his sleeves and stood beside Mei Ruolan, with no intention of taking action.
Mei Ruolan looked at him with a smile and said nothing.
With the contact, she had a strange feeling, and the feeling became clearer and clearer. He was smiling, kind and gentle, but far away, as if he was standing in the clouds and looking down.
Sometimes, he is solemn and solemn, making people respect him; sometimes, he has a playful smile that makes people's teeth itch; sometimes, he is as gentle as the wind, making people approachable.
The closer you get to this Zhanran, the more unpredictable it becomes.
She has always been conceited and smart, has an accurate eye on people, and can read people's hearts with one glance, but when facing Li Muchan, it is difficult to understand. Although he is her guard, she cannot treat him as a subordinate.
"Woo——!" A roar suddenly sounded, covering all the sounds in the field, like a tiger's roar shaking all the beasts.
The roar was so shrill that it made my scalp numb, my hairs stood up, and my whole body felt uncomfortable.
Li Muchan's expression changed and he pushed Mei Ruolan fiercely.
"Poof!" Amidst the muffled sound, a black light flashed and disappeared on the ground two steps away.