Although he was ready to help, he was not in a hurry. The fifteen people used the secret to stimulate their potential, but their power surged but could not last long. Within a quarter of an hour, they would lose all their strength.
As long as they survive this period of time, these fifteen people will collapse without a fight.
Obviously the four girls also understood this key point. Although they were at a disadvantage, they gritted their teeth and held on. The sword light wrapped around them like electricity, protecting them all around, but they heard "ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dangdang.
Li Muchan had been watching calmly, holding two iron marbles in his hand, ready to attack at any time. As time passed, his brows furrowed more and more tightly.
After about a cup of tea, Li Muchan shook his head and couldn't wait any longer. They were becoming more and more fierce and powerful. It seemed that the four girls couldn't stand it anymore and were about to collapse.
He thought for a moment, took back the iron marbles, pulled out the Shen Lei Sword, and jumped into the battle circle. There was no sword light, and the tip of the sword had already stabbed someone in the shoulder.
The God-killing Sword Technique is extremely powerful. With one strike of the sword, the opponent will be hit by the sword before he can react. The sword contains feminine inner energy and spreads out like a spider web.
In this way, if the shoulder is injured and the internal strength is restrained, either through treatment or luck, the injured person is unable to resist and becomes a fish on the knife board.
However, Li Muchan ignored this person and did not follow up with another sword to kill him. He Shensi sword stabbed at the other person with lightning speed and hit him instantly.
He was extremely light and clever, and his body was like a ghost, but he stabbed five people in the blink of an eye. The four women felt that the pressure was greatly reduced, and the sword light suddenly increased, pressing towards the other ten people, and a stalemate was formed.
Li Muchan returned his sword to its sheath and continued to watch the fun. In this way, the four women were able to hold on for a quarter of an hour. If these ten people did not have a life-saving trick, they would definitely be defeated.
A quarter of an hour was coming, and as they saw their movements getting slower and slower, their power was greatly reduced, and they were about to collapse, a long roar suddenly came out.
The roaring sound was like thunder in everyone's ears. The expressions of the ten Demon Sect disciples suddenly changed, they were overjoyed, and their slow bodies suddenly sped up.
Li Muchan frowned, opened Tang Kong's Eyes and looked around, only to see a ghostly figure approaching slowly, seemingly slow but actually moving, and in the blink of an eye he was approaching.
As soon as he appeared, he once again let out a long roar with explosive power. If he was not strong enough, this roar would be enough to make the blood surge.
Li Muchan frowned and looked at this young man. He had a long body, a face like a crown of jade, and eyes that shone like cold stars, which was breathtaking. His demeanor was cold and graceful, and he seemed to be a noble son of a wealthy family.
Li Muchan could see at a glance that this young man had a high level of cultivation, which was as high as his own compared to everyone else in the field. Moreover, his demeanor was so calm that he didn't rush to take action when he got close, but looked towards the field.
After frowning, he shouted flatly: "Are you disciples of Xuantian Peak?"
Miao Xiaodie's white forehead was covered with beads of sweat and she shouted, "Who are you?"
"I'm Zhuo Feiyun!" the young man said solemnly, cupping his fists.
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Miao Xiaodie seemed surprised, the light on the sword suddenly increased, and she turned to look over: "Are you Zhuo Feiyun?"
"Yes, it's me!" Zhuo Feiyun nodded solemnly, glanced at the five Demon Sect disciples who were standing with their arms folded, and their figures flashed past the five of them like ghosts. As they passed by, they took photos of five of them.
A palm.
The five people have been entangled in Li Muchan's internal power. The spider web-like internal power is extremely pure, like real silk thread, tightly binding the internal power, making it extremely difficult to break through.
When Zhuo Feiyun's palm came down, they were immediately startled, and then their expressions changed slightly. This palm came down, but it failed to dissipate the internal energy. It only shook them loose for a while and then immediately returned to their original state.
Zhuo Feiyun didn't pay attention at first. He just clapped his palm and channeled a burst of internal energy, then stopped paying attention. However, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the expressions of the five people. He moved back behind one of them and pressed on his vest.
at.
He frowned and pondered, and channeled an internal force again, and "poof" the person in front of him spat out a blood arrow, but a look of joy appeared on his face.
He then released his right palm and slapped the other four people one by one. Each of the four people spat out a blood arrow, neutralizing Li Muchan's internal energy.
Li Muchan smiled faintly and ignored him. Li Muchan had heard about Zhuo Feiyun and saw it with his own eyes. He was indeed well-deserved. Judging from his calmness and advanced cultivation, he knew that he was a difficult character and should not be underestimated.
Miao Xiaodie shouted sweetly: "The moon is turning!"
The four women's strength suddenly increased, and the sword light suddenly increased, like a bright moon falling down and covering the four women, and two of the ten people around them immediately flew out.
Seeing this, Zhuo Feiyun's face changed slightly, he jumped lightly, and caught the two people in the air. After landing lightly, he lowered his head to look at their injuries, tapped his fingers at the location where their swords were hit, then put it down gently, and in a flash, he arrived.
Beside the four girls, a sword light flashed from the waist, and they immediately joined the eight Demon Sect disciples to attack the four girls.
His sword was as bright as lightning and as cunning as a snake. He shouted in a loud voice: "You guys stand down, I'll come!"
When the eight Demon Sect disciples heard about the amnesty, they hurriedly retreated, holding their swords to support themselves. Their strength was running out like water, and they would soon be unable to hold on.
Miao Xiaodie hummed! "What a loud tone!"
The sword lights of the four women formed a full moon, covering themselves and pressing towards Zhuo Feiyun. Zhuo Feiyun's sword lights were like lightning, with strange angles, but they did not break through their sword lights.
He frowned and clapped out a light palm. The sword light formed by the four women suddenly dimmed. Zhao Mingyue took a step back, and the sword formation stopped for a moment.
This palm was too strange. It was obviously aimed at Qi Chumei, but the force of the palm hit Zhao Mingyue. Zhao Mingyue was caught off guard. Fortunately, her intuition was sharp and she avoided it at the critical moment, but it interrupted the sword formation.
Zhao Mingyue was a little annoyed, and took two steps forward. "What?" Two swords were thrust out, as fast as lightning. It was different from the sword she had just used, and the speed was faster.
Zhuo Feiyun was about to attack when the sword formation was scattered, but was blocked by Zhao Mingyue's sword light. He had no choice but to take two steps back to avoid Zhao Mingyue's sharp edge.
As a result, the Four Women's Sword Formation resumed operation, and the sword light suddenly increased, suppressing Zhuo Feiyun again. Zhuo Feiyun swung his sword and lightly clapped his palm.
This time, the palm force was directed at Qi Chumei, but Qi Chumei was already prepared and swung her palm to block the palm force.
Suddenly the five of them were entangled together, and they were fighting inextricably. Zhuo Feiyun's sword couldn't take advantage, and was suppressed by the sword array, so he was at a disadvantage. However, his palms were magical, and he could always regain a little bit of the disadvantage at critical moments.
Li Muchan observed Zhuo Feiyun's palm from the side. This was the first time he had seen such a strange palm. The last time the senior brothers talked about it, he was very curious. He had thought about it for a while, how to achieve such an effect, but he couldn't.
This time I saw the door with my own eyes. After a few glances, I understood the secret.
He shook his head and laughed, so that’s it!
Zhuo Feiyun's palm power looks like a palm, a light slap, but it is actually finger power. It is several finger powers entangled together, and the direction is controlled through the change of each finger power.
The power of his fingers is silent and cannot be seen from the outside. When you look at him clapping his hands, you think it is the power of his palms.
Li Muchan's facial features are sharp and his senses are subtle. After Zhuo Feiyun claps his hands, the changes in his fingers are faintly revealed, and he can't help but marvel.
He thought about many sub-simulations to achieve the effect of turning with palm force, but he couldn't figure it out. He was extremely curious, but he never thought of this sub-sim.
The person who can think of such a person who can hide things from the outside world and create such a finger can be regarded as a genius.
He was not in a hurry to take action. The four girls from Xuantian Peak still had the upper hand. Although they could not attack them for a while, if they continued, they would win in the end.
Although Zhuo Feiyun was powerful, his cultivation level was equal to his own, and his palm power was amazing, he could not stop the power of the sword array of the four women. He was always at a disadvantage. If it were not for his strange palms, he would have been defeated long ago.
However, he had not yet used his life-saving skills, so he could not be careless. Li Muchan secretly prepared to attack at any time, and at the same time observed his palm strength, trying to figure out the pattern.
Although this kind of palm power is wonderful, it is not perfect and has weaknesses. It is most suitable for defeating more with less. It is most effective in melee. If it is one-on-one, it has no advantage.
Once one-on-one, you will focus entirely on the opponent. Even if your palms are bent, you can still prevent them if you are careful.
After about a quarter of an hour, Zhuo Feiyun laughed loudly: "Well, Xuantian Peak's disciples really deserve their reputation!"
Xiaodie hummed: "You, Zhuo Feiyun, are well-deserved!"
"Then I'll be offended!" Zhuo Feiyun laughed and tapped his fingers to count. He suddenly became energetic and his eyes brightened.
When his eyes lit up, his whole body turned into a wisp of light smoke, spinning around the four women, and the sword light turned into a little cold star, as if a dozen people were surrounding the four women.
"Ding, ding, ding, ding..." The continuous chirping sounds kept coming, and Li Muchan raised his eyebrows. Zhuo Feiyun's sword had changed.
This set of swords is completely different from the previous ones. They are extremely light and agile, like falling stars. The sword moves are strange and unpredictable, and they often strike from unexpected angles.
However, the sword formation of the four girls was perfect. No matter how bright his sword was, it was as strange and cunning as stars, but it was all in vain.
Li Muchan nodded and praised, Xuantian Peak's disciples are indeed outstanding.
In the blink of an eye, more than two hundred moves were passed. Zhuo Feiyun's sword became faster and faster, and his whole body almost disappeared. The speed was unparalleled.
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows. Such lightness was indeed exquisite. No wonder the Demon Sect disciples were so unscrupulous. Such lightness was enough to protect themselves.
He thought for a moment, and although his hands were a little itchy, he couldn't do anything. The four women could take it down, so it was not appropriate for him to interfere.
Just at this moment, Zhuo Feiyun shouted softly: "Watch the fight!"
There was a crisp sound of "ding", and Zhao Mingyue suddenly shot away a cold light. The sword formation stalled again, and Zhuo Feiyun's sword light immediately took the opportunity to get in.
As a result, it was like a flood bursting its embankments, and in a blink of an eye, the husband's sword array was in pieces, and the four women could only fall into fighting on their own, and were at a disadvantage.
Zhuo Feiyunru transformed into four people, and the four women felt that he was fighting against them with all his strength.