Gray shadows flashed past, and Li Muchan appeared in the hall, standing proudly in the middle, looking directly at the two old men with a smile, and slowly scanning the middle-aged people and young people around him.
His eyes were calm, but he was like an eagle looking at a chicken, with a look of disdain on his face.
"who are you?!"
"You...you...!" The middle-aged man in black clothes pointed at Li Muchan, with a look of astonishment on his face.
Li Muchan smiled: "Thank you for guiding me!"
The middle-aged man in black clothes yelled: "That's him!"
Li Muchan grinned: "Why are you looking for trouble with me?"
"Little brother, it was a misunderstanding just now. Since little brother is fine, how about we turn our hostility into friendship?" the fat old man said with a smile.
Li Muchan laughed: "If I hadn't had some ability, this misunderstanding would have cost me my life."
"What a misunderstanding. What we are looking for is not little brother." The fat old man shook his head and said with a smile: "Of course we have to make up for it. If you have any requests, little brother, just ask. As long as we can do it, we will never refuse!"
"Oh——?" Li Muchan laughed and touched his chin: "Can you really agree to any request?"
The fat old man nodded heavily: "As long as we can do it!"
Li Muchan smiled and said, "Well, I'll lend you your brains!"
The fat old man's face suddenly sank, and he sneered: "It seems that you have to drink wine as a penalty instead of toasting. That's great. I'd like to meet you for a while!"
Li Muchan gently vibrated the sword: "I can't get it!"
The fat old man stood up slowly, and his brown robe bulged up, like a ball. As he took a step forward, the robe deflated and was quickly sucked onto his body.
After taking this step, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became oppressive, with a hint of heat in the depression. Li Muchan frowned and said: "It turns out to be from the Lieyan Sect!"
The fat old man said coldly: "Yes, I am Lieyan Sect Fang Baiying!"
Li Muchan said: "I am Li Wuji of the Vajra Sect!"
"Are you Li Wuji?" Fang Baiying was startled and frowned: "The Li Wuji who killed Huang Yifeng?"
Li Muchan said: "I am Li Wuji!"
"Okay, it turns out he is a young hero from the Vajra Sect. I want to see him and take action!" Fang Baiying nodded solemnly, his eyes slowly brightening.
The surrounding air became hotter and hotter, as if it was getting closer to a furnace. Li Muchan secretly sighed that Fang Baiying's cultivation was so advanced that he was not as good as him.
He could only change his own body, but could not change the environment outside his body. He was inferior to Fang Baiying, but he firmly believed that his inner strength was far superior to ordinary people's, and he could escape even if he was defeated.
Moreover, he has the Great Ming King Sutra and can escape at any time, so he is confident and dares to fight Fang Baiying.
Fang Baiying's cultivation should have reached the first-level realm, and he must be an important figure in the Lieyan Sect. He also wanted to see it, as he would have to fight against the Lieyan Sect in the future.
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"Woo" he punched out, like a tiger descending from the mountain with a fierce momentum.
Fang Baiying waved his palm towards him, wanting to test Li Muchan's depth. Li Muchan also wanted to test his depth, and this palm hit him exactly.
"Bang!" The muffled sound exploded like spring thunder. Everyone heard their blood surge and couldn't help but take a step back.
Li Muchan took a step back, and Fang Baiying also took a step back, frowning and looking at Li Muchan. He didn't expect that Li Muchan could repel him.
Li Muchan was also secretly shocked. The internal energy contained in this palm surged like a wave, huge and powerful, pouring down directly. Fortunately, his meridians were already extremely strong.
His internal energy rushed forward like a ball of flame, burning fiercely, igniting the surging internal energy, and then transformed it into his own internal energy.
Li Muchan was overjoyed. He didn't expect that his inner strength could have such miraculous effects.
He was already extremely powerful, but this time he was able to repel Fang Baiying with pure physical strength, plus the transformed internal strength, which made him even more powerful.
Fang Baiying sneered and stepped forward with his palms again. Li Muchan then punched, and the two fists and feet met again.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and Li Muchan took three steps back. Fang Baiying just took one step back and made a judgment. Everyone around him let out a long sigh.
Li Muchan frowned, Fang Baiying's internal energy surged like a tidal wave, several times more than before. He had no time to transform, and the aftermath shook his organs. If it had been another person, he would have vomited blood and been injured.
Seeing that it was effective, Fang Baiying did not compete with Li Muchan on the exquisiteness of his sword skills and moves, and then pushed out with another palm, forcing Li Muchan to fight head-on.
Li Muchan swung his sword and slashed. Fang Baiying frowned and retracted and thrust his right palm, like a turtle shrinking and stretching its neck. As fast as lightning, he first avoided the sword's light and then hit the blade.
With a crisp "ding" sound, Li Muchan's sword trembled and almost flew out of his hand.
But Li Muchan held it tightly, barely able to hold it.
Fang Baiying didn't wait for Li Muchan to recover. He retracted and extended his right palm, and slapped the blade again. There was a crisp "ding" sound, and the blade continued to tremble.
However, the long knife was still held in Li Muchan's hand and could not be separated.
Fang Baiying struck out one palm after another, and in the blink of an eye, he struck out five palms, hitting the same position on the blade. If this was not a precious sword, it would have been unable to withstand the force of Fang Baiying's palm and it would have turned into pieces.
Li Muchan seemed to be struggling, gritting his teeth and holding on tightly to the handle to prevent the sword from letting go. Everyone around him gritted his teeth secretly and helped Fang Baiying, wishing that the sword would be released immediately.
Fang Baiying suddenly withdrew his palm and stared at Li Muchan, with a puzzled look on his face, staring into Li Muchan's eyes.
Li Muchan chuckled: "What a powerful palm! But it's useless to me. Give me another blow!"
After he said that, he slashed down with his sword. The light of the sword was like a silver sword, like a waterfall hanging upside down. It struck Fang Baiying's head in an instant. It looked slow but was actually incredibly fast.
Fang Baiying felt awe-struck in his heart, this sword was faster just now!
When he saw the power of Li Muchan's sword, he knew that his palm power was not effective and he was not injured. He was really a difficult guy. He snorted secretly, stretched out his hand and shouted: "Here comes the sword!"
He originally planned to use his internal strength to fight head-on and bully the smaller ones, but he didn't expect that Li Muchan's sword skills were good, and he was a bit disadvantaged when using his palms. Now he can only compete with sword skills. Fortunately, his sword skills are superb and he is the best in the martial arts.
, I’m not afraid that this kid can go to heaven.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." A series of sounds of gold and iron sounded, like rain hitting banana trees, as the two people's swords intersected, one after another.
One after another internal force came from the sword, but Li Muchan was able to handle it with ease. If it was just a simple intersection of palm power, he still had some scruples and could not withstand the surging internal force.
But across the long sword, the internal energy was transmitted through the blade, and he suddenly lost a lot of weight. In addition, he was already amazingly powerful, so he did not fall behind.
His sword skills are simple, using the Diamond Sword Technique. His moves are not subtle and complicated, but they are fast and ruthless, and sometimes he is reckless, so he can fight Fang Baiying on a draw, evenly matched.
After the two of them had passed more than two hundred moves, Li Muchan's internal energy was raging, his spirit became stronger and stronger, his sword was getting faster and faster, and the sword's light was getting brighter and brighter, as if his martial arts were constantly increasing.
When another thin old man saw this, he waved his hand, and immediately the crowd slowly dispersed, surrounding Li Muchan.
He suddenly flashed and appeared behind Li Muchan, and slapped him with his palms, silently, without any smell of fireworks, extremely casual and unrestrained.
Li Muchan turned around and slashed away with his sword, and then walked away. The long sword turned into a white rainbow and pierced towards the entrance of the hall.
"Huh, where are we going!" The thin old man flew up and swooped towards Li Muchan like an eagle grabbing a rabbit.
Li Muchan turned around and raised the knife, and the sword's light was directed at the thin old man, forcing him to swing sideways, but Fang Baiying rushed over and slapped Li Muchan's chest with a light palm.
Li Muchan did not dodge, he shrank down and exhaled, a faint yellow light flashed across his body, and he received the slap forcefully.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and Li Muchan was so fast that he crashed out of the door. No one had time to dodge, and two people were knocked away.
Li Muchan's momentum remained intact and he had already flown out of the door. The faces of the two old men changed slightly and they shouted in a deep voice: "Catch him and kill him!"
As he said that, he rushed out first, and the others followed him. However, as soon as he left the hall and then flew out of the mansion, Li Muchan was gone. He completely disappeared into the night.
Fang Baiying stopped, and so did the thin old man, both of whom looked a little heavy.
The thin old man sighed and shook his head: "Brother Fang...?"
Fang Baiying sighed gloomily: "What a Li Wuji, he really deserves his reputation!"
The thin old man shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Now that things have come to a point, we can only go to the dark side and kill him first!"
Fang Baiying nodded: "Well, it would be best to get rid of him early while he is still young. If we can't let him live, he will be a disaster in the future!"
The thin old man said: "It's a pity that we don't know what tricks he used, so we can't catch up!"
"A monk who can escape cannot escape from the temple. He will always return to the Vajra Gate, right?" Fang Baiying sneered.
The thin old man frowned: "You mean, let's ambush outside the Vajra Gate?"
"Well, it's worth taking a risk to get rid of him!" Fang Baiying nodded heavily.
"...Okay." The thin old man nodded. Thinking of what Li Muchan had done just now, he felt awe-struck in his heart. This person really should not be underestimated. Rather than being a big disaster in the future, it is better to get rid of him now.
Li Muchan's figure was like an arrow, his feet did not touch the ground, he turned into a stream of light and shot straight into the woods outside the town. He detected the position of the two people with his eyes in the void and shot straight over.
Xiao Ruxue and Xiao Tieshi were meditating and adjusting their breath. When they heard the noise, they were busy practicing their skills and were on guard. Li Muchan suddenly appeared with a wry smile on his face.
She saw that Li Muchan's face was pale, and there was a palm mark on his chest, which seemed to have been branded with a soldering iron. The clothes where the palm mark was were burnt black.
Xiao Tieshi also saw it and asked hurriedly: "What's going on? Are you injured?"
Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said: "It's very difficult to meet people from the Lieyan Sect. Let's leave quickly!"
Xiao Ruxue frowned and said: "You are injured, heal the injury first before leaving!"
Li Muchan shook his head: "We can't delay any longer. They have too many spies in this town. If you delay for a moment, they will be exposed. Leave as soon as possible at night!"
"Junior Brother Li, who did you meet?" Xiao Ruxue asked. Most people can't hurt Junior Brother Li. He is now considered a second-level master.