Xiao Su shook his head and sighed: ...Oh... I can't stop you, but remember to protect yourself. "Don't be brave, if you lose, run away immediately!"
Li Muchan smiled and said: "Master, don't worry." This point is clear!" "As long as I remember this, I will feel relieved!" Xiao Su smiled.
Li Muchan said: "The three senior brothers have to worry about the master. I will help them at the critical moment to relieve their fatigue and extend the practice time as much as possible."
Xiao Su nodded: "Yes, I understand, don't worry."
Li Muchan thought about it for a while, but there was nothing else to say, so he clasped his fists to say goodbye and left the Vajra Gate directly.
On the largest martial arts training ground in the Kuang Salmon Sect, all the Kuang Salmon disciples gathered together to form a circle, surrounding more than twenty people.
More than twenty old men surrounded three middle-aged men, with nervous expressions and serious faces. Their bright eyes were filled with anger.
The three middle-aged men were wearing leather jackets, with their right shoulders bare. Their red copper-colored skin was shiny, their muscles were bulging, and their lines were hard and compelling.
Their facial features are very deep, and their eyes are particularly bright. At a glance, you can tell that they are not from Dongchu, but from the blood of the Great Khan, and they are resolute and resolute.
At this time, they were leaning on their backs, forming a triangle, looking at the old people around them indifferently, sneering and shaking their heads.
Twenty or so old men stared nervously at the three of them. They had heard of their reputation, but "just three of them" chose the mighty Vajra Sect. This should not be underestimated.
Kuang Shamen dares to fight against Vajra Sect, not because of his own strength, but because of the support of Taiyi Sect. After joining forces with Lieyan Sect, Kuang Shamen alone is by no means a match for Vajra Sect. They understand this very well.
If these three can pick out the Vajra Gate, then it’s not difficult to pick out the Kuang Samana.
Thinking of this, they felt guilty. "But they have already come to the door. They can't escape without a fight. The Kuangshamen is really finished. With the Vajra Sect as the backing, it doesn't matter if they can't defeat these three guys, but running away without a fight is...
It will really destroy Kuang Samana.
As a person in the martial arts world, you have to fight even if you can't fight, but running away without fighting is cowardly. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, there is no point in wasting a person.
"Who are you three? Tell us your names!" an old man shouted in a deep voice.
He has white hair and frosty eyebrows, and a face as rosy as a baby. He is really a boy with white hair and a pair of eyes that are as clear and lively as a young man's. He does not have the aura of an old man at all.
He stared at the three of them, his eyes were like lightning, and it was so intimidating.
The shortest middle-aged man laughed and said, "You have to beat us before you are qualified to know our names!"
"Okay." Then let's see the real deal!" The old man shouted and waved his hands fiercely: "You're welcome, let's all come together and kill them!"
Twenty or so old men drew their swords out of their scabbards, and the sword light flooded the sky and drowned the three of them.
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"Ding ding ding ding..." Three brilliant rays of light lit up, breaking through the sword light that filled the sky, as if three silver dragons were moving around.
The three silver dragons protected the three people and allowed them to be attacked by the sword light all over the sky. However, the three people were safe and sound. Instead, they took the opportunity to injure the three old men.
The sword light danced wildly, like water and lightning, but it could not break through the defense of the three silver dragons, just like the sea hitting the rocks, no matter how violent it was, it was useless.
In the blink of an eye, after nearly a hundred moves, three more old men were injured and retreated. After leaving the battle circle, Kung Fu had already killed six people.
The sword light of more than a dozen people was still very sharp, covering the three of them, but everyone around them felt cold in their hearts and felt a sense of despair.
More than twenty top experts still can't do anything to these three people. It seems that there is no chance that Kuang Shamen will be picked by the three of them today.
Just at this moment," a black light flashed across, disappeared in a flash, and crashed into the sword light all over the sky. There was a crisp "ding" sound, and a silver dragon stagnated for a moment. The sword light all over the sky then rolled in, but another
The two silver dragons rose sharply, protecting the three of them and blocking the sword light that came in from the outside.
People turned to look over and saw a young man in yellow standing at the edge of the martial arts field with his hands behind his hands.
"King Kong Gate Li Wuji!" someone exclaimed.
Li Muchan clasped his fists, smiled at everyone, and then flicked his fingers, a black light flashed across, and he hit a silver dragon again.
This black light is his iron bullet. With its strong internal strength, it is more threatening than the sword light in the sky. It hits the silver dragon accurately and makes it stop for a moment.
However, these three silver dragons are very tough. "After being hit by an iron marble, they can make up for it immediately." Li Muchan frowned and ejected an iron marble with both hands at the same time.
Two black lights flashed, hitting a silver dragon respectively, but the third silver dragon surged, protecting the three of them. Although they were a little embarrassed, they finally caught the sword light that filled the sky.
At this time, everyone in Kuang Samana also saw clearly that Li Muchan was helping them and did not go up to embarrass them. At this time, the help would increase the chance of victory, and he could not care so much.
As for the grievances with the Vajra Sect, it’s not too late to deal with these three first.
Li Muchan frowned, knowing that the iron marbles were useless, so he disappeared in a flash and then reappeared in the circle, reaching the innermost part.
The Shen Lei sword on his waist was unsheathed in a flash, and the tip of the sword was already in front of the chest of the shortest Khan.
"Ding..." A silver dragon came in a straight line, flew from the side, and hit the Shen Lei Sword directly. The crisp sound sounded long and lingering, and Li Muchan had no choice but to take a step back.
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He only felt a huge force coming from the sword, like a river pouring in. He couldn't resist it. Even if he tried to hold on, his breath would be stagnant.
There are three people in front of them. With this lag, the other two people will never stand still and let themselves catch their breath. The best way is to take a step back, release Pei Ran's strength, and use the Shen Lei Sword to defend.
"Ding ding ding ding..." Another silver dragon flew over and clashed with Shen Lei's sword. It kept dividing and rejoining, emitting a series of clear chimes, which sounded like rain hitting banana trees.
Li Muchan's covert skills are really good, the coordination between these three people is perfect, not inferior to the cooperation between himself and Zhao Mingyue," and their skills are even better.
Unexpectedly, the masters of the Great Khan were so powerful, no less powerful than the Tian Yi faction. The silver dragon formed by the scimitar contained strange power, making it difficult for people to guard against it.
He gritted his teeth secretly, if he couldn't suppress them and Dahan tasted the sweetness, Yi'an would send people in a steady stream, and then the Dongchu Wulin would be peaceful forever.
His mind was spinning, and thoughts flew one after another until they disappeared. Another thought came and disappeared, one thought appeared and another disappeared. They were constantly arising and dying, but he did not stop swinging the sword in his hand.
The silver dragon transformed into a scimitar kept fighting with his Shen Lei sword, and "a vast power came from the sword." Fortunately, Li Muchan was very good at using internal energy, so although it was a bit difficult, he was able to relieve it.
The two exchanged hundreds of moves in the blink of an eye. With Li Muchan's restraint, a dozen old men blocked the attacks of the two silver dragons, and the situation became a stalemate.
The Kuang Samana's people are in high spirits and see hope. "If this continues," as long as these three people are exhausted, they will be able to defeat the Kuang Samana and save the Kuang Samana.
While resisting the attack of the ferocious silver dragon, Li Muchan was thinking about the way to win. After thinking about it, there was really no trick. If Zhao Mingyue was here, "the two of them joined forces and the Biyi Sword Technique could stop these three people, although there was no guarantee of victory."
"Safety" but will never fail.
But at the moment, there is no other way but to use the Ming Dynasty King Sutra.
As soon as he thought of it, he did it, and his face suddenly darkened. "The air around him seemed to sink, and the Ming Dynasty King Sutra had been deployed.
As his spirit became more tyrannical and the number of uses increased, he became more and more skillful in performing the Ming Dynasty King Sutra. He did not have to launch it with as much force as before. "Wanting the Ming Dynasty King to come is just a thought, and it can be completed in an instant.
Shen Lei's sword suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"Uh!" He groaned, and then disappeared with a silver dragon. The shortest Khan held the sword on his chest and stared at Li Muchan in surprise, with blood pouring from his mouth.
Li Muchan felt that the blade of the sword was as if it were cast in iron stone. He wanted to pull it out but it didn't move at all. It was really weird.
"Bah, don't drink, kill!" Another man from the Great Khan let out a weird roar and swung his sword fiercely 1
Stabbing at Li Muchan, the sword light was extremely fast and reached Li Muchan's chest in an instant.
Li Muchan tried to draw his sword to block, but it was too late. In desperation, he punched out fiercely, hitting the blade of the scimitar. There was a crisp "ding" sound, and the scimitar whirled and flew out.
This punch is the second hammer of the Twelve Divine Hammers. The power of this punch amplifies the internal force by twice, making it astonishingly powerful.
If he hadn't been too hasty, he wouldn't have had time to use the more complex third, fourth, or even fifth hammer, and would have only had time to use the second hammer, which just happened to block the knife.
He used the Great Ming Dynasty Sutra, and his internal energy surged three to four times. With the addition of the Twelve Divine Hammers, the power was seven to eight times stronger, which was astonishing.
After this punch, the man who was sweating profusely could not hold the scimitar, and the tiger's mouth burst out and bled.
Another Dahan master came at him with a scimitar. Li Muchan then punched out again. This time he was prepared and able to execute it calmly. It was the fifth punch of the Twelve Divine Fist.
This punch was more powerful than before, and it knocked the scimitar away.
He stretched out his hand and pulled out the Shen Lei Sword 1, and suddenly a blood arrow spattered out. He sidestepped to avoid it, and then stabbed another sweating man with his sword.
"Ding..." Another scimitar appeared, blocking the Shen Lei Sword.
This scimitar was small and delicate, like a dagger, but the power coming from the blade was more powerful. Li Muchan frowned, used the God-killing Sword Technique, and stabbed out again in an instant.
, "Ding" rang out again, and the scimitar-like dagger blocked the Shen Lei Sword again.
Li Muchan frowned, this man's sword skills were extremely strange, and the power coming from the blade was strange, mixed with a unique evil spirit, which was a bit laborious to resolve.
The word "quick" is used in the "God-killing Sword Technique", which is like a lightning strike, but the strength of the sword is "far inferior to the Twelve Divine Hammers. It is not a good thing to collide with this dagger-like scimitar."
After Li Muchan fired several swords without any success, he sheathed the Shen Lei Sword, used the Twelve Divine Hammers again, and struck it straight out.
"Ding..." There was a crisp sound, and a scimitar-like dagger flew out.
His twelve divine hammers were not only heavy, but also precise. They hit the blade of the dagger just right." Then he punched out again and met the man's fist.
There was a muffled "bang", and Li Muchan stood on the spot. The man took two steps back, his face turned red, and his eyes flickered.
Another man was taking care of the short man whose chest was bleeding. He was taking out a jade bottle and pouring pills for him to take. He also made some ointment and put it on to stop the bleeding and see if it could save his life.
Li Muchan squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the man in front of him. Although his heart was cold and his emotions were a little indifferent, his thoughts did not delay the flow, but became faster and clearer.
As his spirit became stronger and he practiced the Heart Sutra of Infinite Light, he was "less and less affected when he performed the Great Ming King Sutra, not as cold and ruthless as before." Although his feelings are still a little indifferent now, it is only a little bit, not at all.
Big impact.
His mind was like lightning, and he instantly determined that this man's cultivation level was two or three times his own. If it weren't for the Great Ming Dynasty King Sutra, he would definitely not be his match.
Now I have used the Great Ming Dynasty King Sutra to stabilize him, but his mind is strange and his martial arts are also strange. It is not easy to defeat him. He may have some unique skills.
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Thinking of this, he became determined to fight quickly, and he drank a lot, like a thunderbolt in the clear sky. He immediately used the twelve divine hammers, punching them one after another.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" The tall man kept backing up. The light in his eyes flashed even more fiercely. Li Muchan was secretly awestruck. Sure enough, he had the secret to suppress the situation, and the counterattack force was getting stronger and stronger.
If this continues, I may not be able to suppress him anymore. He seems to be using a strange secret skill, slowly becoming stronger, and the more he fights, the stronger he gets." If this continues, it won't take long for him to counterattack and defend.
Thinking of this, he slowly took a step back. "The sixth level of the Twelve Divine Hammers is slowly flowing. At this time, I can only take a risk. The sixth hammer has not been practiced, but relying on the Great Ming King Sutra, maybe I can give it a try."
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He has the Great Ming Dynasty King's Scripture, and as a master of the Great Khan, he also has the most unique skills. It seems to be a secret method to stimulate potential, but it has the potential to overwhelm him. This is something he has never seen before, so he can only fight hard.
"Bang!" With a punch, the air in front of the fist rippled like lake water, and then shattered like ice, exploded, and the fist appeared.
"Bang!" The two fists collided. People around them narrowed their eyes involuntarily and took two steps back. The surging power surged like a tide and lifted up their bodies.
When the power surged in, it was like a strong wind blowing over, making it difficult to open their eyes. When they opened their eyes again, they saw Li Muchan and the middle-aged man each taking two steps back, their faces solemn, staring straight at each other.
At every turn, it was impossible to tell who was winning and who was losing.
People stared wide-eyed and looked at the two of them. "I really can't see anything strange about them. Li Muchan had a sullen face."
Staring at each other unblinkingly, the middle-aged man also stared at Li Muchan with his eyes widened and flashing. Both of them had serious expressions and refused to give in to each other.
Li Muchan suddenly laughed, and slowly stopped, with a look of approval on his face: "Well done, you are indeed a master of profuse sweating. I admire you!" @.