. She frowned and looked at them. Every time she walked nearby, her heart beat a little faster. These dozen men in black had profound cultivation. Although they had not reached the level of masters, once they were entangled, it would be difficult to escape.
She squeezed her red face and returned to Chun, secretly angry. The An family had gone too far to bully others. After returning, she must settle the accounts with the An family. She had to say this!
She turned to look at Li Muchan, her eyes closed, her smile faded, her expression was solemn and solemn, and she had a faint aura of unrage and majesty.
She shook her head. Such an aura was definitely not ordinary. Unfortunately, she didn't know his origins or what his secrets were. It must be a big secret.
She became more and more curious, but she had to suppress her curiosity, otherwise she would lose him. This was her intuition, and it might not be accurate, but she didn't dare to take the risk.
After watching quietly for a while, she shook her head and sighed. He was such a mysterious man. It seemed that he was always shrouded in a layer of mist, and he couldn't see clearly!
In her gaze, time continued to pass. Li Muchan opened his eyes suddenly. Before she could withdraw her gaze, their eyes collided. She was a little panicked for some reason, as if she had been caught stealing something, and she felt inexplicably guilty. , hurriedly looked elsewhere.
"Are you ready?" She preemptively struck.
Li Muchan smiled: "It's no big deal, they finally left."
"Yes." Song Huishu Huihua nodded lightly and said, "Let's leave quickly!"
"Okay." Li Muchan stood up proudly, stretched, turned around and made a loud sound, like fried beans, crisp and continuous.
Song Huishu Huihua also stood up and stepped away from the roots of the big tree. Li Muchan picked up the formation talismans one by one, put them in his arms and set off.
The two of them floated over the treetops and reached the foot of the mountain. The mountain peak was as straight as a sword. The two of them swayed upward, like two white clouds slowly rising up. They occasionally touched the mountain wall in the air, and continued to rise with the help of their strength, and soon floated to the top of the mountain. .
The two people were protected by their strong energy, and when the hunting force came close, they were immediately separated, like running water meeting a stone. Their clothes and hair did not move. When they stood there and took a look, Li Muchan's face changed slightly.
Song Huishu Huihua seemed to be looking at the scenery, but in fact she had been paying attention to him. Seeing that his face had a strange color, she turned to look at him. Li Muchan gave a bitter smile and shook his head.
"What's wrong?" Song Huishu asked back to Huahua.
Li Muchan sighed: "They are really amazing!"
Song Huishu Huihua frowned and glanced at him. She didn't ask any more questions, but followed his gaze. Eighteen men in black were standing there quietly, looking at them coldly.
Li Muchan looked around, trying to see clearly where they were hiding, and what kind of formation they were hiding in. It must be an extremely mysterious formation that could actually cover his Eyes of the Void.
Regarding the Eye of the Void, Li Muchan felt that there was still room for improvement. If the formation could cover it, it might be because the Eye of the Void was not strong enough. If it could be stronger, it would be able to see through the formation.
This was just his intuition, which he firmly believed in, but he was at a loss as to how to break through, and he had no idea how to recover.
The original Eye of the Void was due to his cultivation of the Observation of Heaven and the Divine Illumination Sutra. He has been practicing it, but he doesn't know how to break through to the current level.
Eighteen middle-aged men in black walked slowly and surrounded them in a fan shape. Li Muchan and Song Huishu Huihua did not move, watching them quietly.
There are many of them, but after all, they have not reached the level of a master, so it is difficult to pose a real threat. Song Huishu returned to China and thought about how to take down them in one fell swoop and prevent them from sending out a signal.
Li Muchan was looking around, looking down with his eyes in the void to see if there was any ambush. He intuitively felt that a tiger was waiting around and would pounce out at any time.
He finally looked at one place, frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly twirled his toes, and a small pebble whizzed away and shot back towards an old pine tree with a crooked neck on the edge of the cliff.
"Tsk!" The pebble passed through the old pine tree and disappeared without any hindrance.
"Pah! Pah!" Amidst the claps, a young man in white suddenly appeared, standing there as if breaking through the void, his white clothes fluttering, stroking his hands and laughing loudly: "Haha..., it is indeed amazing, you are worthy of being a disciple of the Song family!"
His clothes are as white as snow, his face is like a crown, and he has a long sword tied to his waist. He is elegant and elegant like a good young master, not like a warrior, but more like a scholar. His whole body is clean, without blood or murderous intent.
"An Xiangnan!" Song Huishu Huihua's face changed slightly and she hummed slowly.
The young man in white clasped his fists and cupped his hands with a graceful movement, and laughed loudly: "Miss Song, long time no see, your style is even better than before!"
Song Huishu Huihua said coldly: "You, the An family, really think highly of me, so you sent a genius like you here!"
"Alas..." The young man in white shook his head and sighed: "It's God's will. I didn't expect that we would reach this point!"
Song Huishu Huihua sneered: "You wish you could do this!"
The young man in white shook his head and sighed: "Why did Miss Song say these hurtful words? How do I feel? Miss Song still doesn't understand?!"
Li Muchan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the young man in white. A trace of cold air rose from his tail, passed over his spine, and went up to his pillow. He turned around and couldn't help but shudder.
His whole body was filled with coldness, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. The young man in white in front of him was extremely dangerous, and his instincts kept warning him to leave immediately, and hide as far away as possible!
Song Huishu Huihua sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, how do you feel about it?"
"The master of the family has issued a death order, and the girl must be killed." The young man in white shook his head pitifully, and said with a bitter smile: "The master of the family has treated me with great kindness, and I cannot violate it."
"So, you have to kill me?" Song Huishu Huihua said coldly.
The young man in white nodded slowly, looking sad.
Song Huishu Huihua sneered: "You're so hypocritical, stop being so pretentious, it's disgusting!"
The young man in white sighed: "Girl also understands that even if I disobey the master's order, the master will send others. The girl will die anyway. It is better to die in my hands. It will be more pleasant and will never be painful!"
Song Huishu Huihua said lightly: "If that's the case, then what are you waiting for? Come on!"
The young man in white said: "Miss, if you still have any unfulfilled wishes, An will definitely fulfill them for you!"
"I don't want to talk to you. If you want to do something, do it!" Song Hui Shu Hui Hua said coldly.
Li Muchan suddenly said: "Sister Hui, this young master is...?"
Song Huishu turned around and said, "An Xiangnan, a peerless genius who comes out of the An family every century!"
Li Muchan frowned and lowered his face: "A genius who appears once in a century?"
Song Huishu returned to Hua and said: "Wuji, we can't defeat him. I'm afraid I'm going to die today. It's a pity that you..."
Li Muchan waved his hand and said calmly: "Why do you say such things, Miss Hui! Whether you can beat him or not, you have to fight to know! ... But Mr. An's formation is extremely wonderful!"
An Xiangnan looked over with a smile: "As for the formation, I know a little bit about it, it's funny!"
Li Muchan said: "I wonder what formation Mr. An used?"
"Well, Ziwei is too sexy." An Xiangnan said with a smile: "This young master is...?"
He had a kind expression and no murderous intent at all. He seemed to be chatting with an old friend, not like he was here to kill someone, which gave people a very strange feeling.
Li Muchan's behavior was also strange. He didn't look angry at all. Instead, he asked him for advice on the formation. Song Hui Shu Hui Hua saw that her eyebrows were furrowed and she was very impatient.
She was despairing, but she was very calm. She looked at Li Muchan apologetically. She really didn't expect that the An family would send this peerless genius to kill her. He had always admired her, and the entire Beiye Province knew that the head of the An family dared to send him here!
Li Muchan nodded solemnly: "Ziwei Taiyin Formation, what a great formation!"
"It's just a little bit of a deception, it's nothing." An Xiangnan said modestly: "But I still have a vague ability to calculate, so I can wait for Miss Song here."
Li Muchan asked curiously: "Conjecture?"
An Xiangnan said: "It's a fluke. I don't have enough cultivation, so I can only roughly sense Miss Song's existence. It's really a fluke!"
Li Muchan nodded slowly, becoming more curious about the formation method, but this kind of induction amplified his intuition, and he could do it without the formation method.
He glanced at An Xiangnan, thinking that he must have obtained Song Huishu's personal belongings when she returned to China, otherwise it would be difficult to sense that everything was the same, and that was exactly what he sensed.
In this way, the Song family must have the elite of the An family, but this is common in aristocratic families, so it is not surprising. The Song family has the elite of the An family, and the An family may not have the elite of the Song family.
"What is this brother's name?" An Xiangnan asked with a gentle smile and clasped his fists.
Song Huishu returned to Hua and said coldly: "Li Wuji!"
"It turns out that he is not the direct descendant of the Song family, what a pity!" An Xiangnan nodded slowly and said with a smile, "Brother Li is also proficient in formations, right?"
Li Muchan smiled: "Having a brief knowledge of a thing or two is not considered a master."
"I wonder if you would like to come and settle down with me?" An Xiangnan said with a smile: "My An family also accepts talents from all over the world, no less than the Song family!"
Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "Thank you Mr. An for your kindness."
"Alas... It's a pity that I don't want to kill Miss Song, and I don't want to kill Brother Li either. But nine times out of ten things in this world are not what I want, how can I have everything go my way!" An Xiangnan sighed looking up to the sky, shook his head, and raised his right hand. Slowly put the handle on the knife, and slowly draw the knife out of the sheath.
A bit of cold air slowly spread, penetrating into people's hearts. When Li Muchan turned around, he felt even colder.
He took a deep breath, and his inner energy surged to drive away the chill in his heart. He frowned and looked at him: "Is Mr. An a great master?"
"I have little talent and little knowledge, and I have not been able to advance to the Grand Master." An Xiangnan shook his head and took out the long sword from its sheath. It was a sword like autumn water, gently trembling back and forth like water.
Li Muchan turned to look at Song Huishu Huihua and said in his mind: "This An Xiangnan is so powerful that he can only use his special moves!"
Song Huishu Huihua also said in her mind: "Well, he is known as the number one young man with profound cultivation. We are afraid that we will have to fight here today. If you have any secret skills, please use them quickly. This guy looks soft and soft. Strike harder than anyone else!"
Li Muchan frowned and nodded slowly. His instinct kept warning him that his life was in danger.
He formed a seal with his hands, and the sky suddenly darkened, as if dark clouds were pressing over him. The air around him was depressing, gloomy, and he could not breathe smoothly.
But this was only a moment. If you didn't pay attention, it would just be an illusion. However, Li Muchan had already used the Daming King Sutra and was ready to fight.
Song Huishu Huaxiu's face was as white as a yu, getting more and more radiant and white, as if it were carved from a white yu. Her cold temperament was a bit elegant, like a fairy with a yu piercing the sky.
An Xiangnan stared at the long knife without moving. His whole person's aura slowly changed. An invisible aura spread out and seemed to merge with the heaven and earth. His whole person disappeared, leaving only a long knife lying in the air.
Li Muchan frowned. This An Xiangnan was really powerful. He seemed to have gathered all his energy and spirit into the sword. The sword seemed to be constantly strengthening, like a giant beast that was growing up slowly, and like it was gradually growing. The soul is getting stronger and stronger, and the cold air it exudes is getting stronger and stronger.
Song Huishu Huihua's palms like white jade were placed across her chest, which was exactly the starting position of the star-catching hand. Her eyes were fixed on the long knife, and the aura gradually became stronger.
"Ding..." An Xiangnan suddenly raised his head and smiled, flicked the back of the knife with his middle finger, and made a clear sound, accompanied by his loud smile: "Miss Song, let me give you a ride!"
The long sword turned into a silver bolt and struck down in the air, heading towards Huishu Huihua of the Song Dynasty. It slowly fell like a white cloud, but it carried an indomitable momentum that split the sky and covered the earth, and there was no room for dodge.
Just as Song Huishu Huihua was about to make a move, her eyes flashed, and Li Muchan was already standing in front of her. She slapped her right palm upwards, and with a crisp sound of "ding...", the long knife fell diagonally, landing right against Li Muchan's right shoulder. , a slight difference.
Li Muchan took a step back, his face changed slightly. The internal energy contained in the sword was pure and fierce, like a mountain, and it could not be shaken.
Song Huishu returned to Hua and said angrily: "I'll come!"
Li Muchan shook his head and said, "Let me give it a try. Mr. An is indeed extraordinary!"
An Xiangnan put away the sword and took a step back, gently stroked the blade, shook his head and said with a smile: "Okay, it's really worth my while, the Song family's younger brother is indeed extraordinary!"
Li Muchan said solemnly: "To each other!"
An Xiangnan smiled kindly and said, "Miss Song, I'm just saying hello with this one blow. I won't show any mercy with the next one!"
Song Huishu Huihua sneered and said: "Who asked you to show mercy? Just let me go and see who wins!"
"Haha, I just like the girl's arrogance, so let's take the sword!" He said this with a smile, his face darkened, he suddenly stepped up and slashed with the long sword.
"Woo..." The long knife split the air and let out a tiger's roar.
Li Muchan spun his right palm and pushed it out fiercely. It was the Mad Dragon Fist. The power as if it was substantial surged out and hit the long knife.
"Ding..." The long sword dang in the air, then slowed down, but the force remained unchanged and it was still slashing towards Li Muchan. The momentum it had always had was frightening.
"Ugh..." Li Muchan pushed again with his left palm.
"Ding..." The long knife dang again.
Li Muchan has now used the Daming King Sutra, and his internal strength has doubled. However, he is still at the master level, and has not been able to transcend the master realm and enter the grand master. After all, there is not only a profound difference in internal strength between a grand master and a grand master, but also a completely different quality.
Despite this, his inner strength was extremely deep. Although An Xiangnan was a peerless genius, he was still a master, not a great master. Although his cultivation was deep, it was similar to Li Muchan.
The two have equal internal strength. An Xiangnan's sword skills are extremely powerful, and there seems to be a faint shadow of the great master. The sword skills have souls and are extremely powerful.
Li Muchan used two styles of Mad Dragon Fist, but still could not completely block the long sword. It finally fell to the top of his head, and Li Muchan tapped his right hand lightly again.
This move was called "Capturing the Dragon", but it used a clever force. The "Capturing the Dragon" force pulled An Xiangnan forward, catching him off guard.
An Xiangnan was very experienced. He noticed when he exerted his strength. He wanted to sink the knife but found a strong force coming from the knife, trying to knock his knife away.
The force on the knife is completely opposite to the force coming from the body.
Under such circumstances, he could either keep his sword or control his body, but he couldn't do both. He was secretly annoyed but also a little admired.
He shouted loudly, twisted his body, and turned into a spinning top. At the same time, the power on the sword and body was dissolved, and the sword light spun towards Li Muchan.
Li Muchan took a step back and secretly praised him. He was truly a genius. This move was so effective.
He avoided the sharp edge and punched out at the same time.
"Ding..." The long sword vibrated, making a clear sound. An Xiangnan paused, breaking the rotation, and then pounced on Li Muchan, the sword shining like silver.
"Ding ding ding ding..." Li Muchan struck with his palms, hitting the back of the knife accurately with each palm, but he was unable to shake the force of the knife and could only slow down its force.
An Xiangnan's internal energy is extremely pure. Although it is almost as deep as Li Muchan's, it is a bit purer. He is extremely proficient in controlling the internal energy. Every time he strikes, there is an extremely pure sword intention, and the sword is like a mountain. , the momentum is as real as it is, Li Muchan has a vague enlightenment, An Xiangnan has already returned to the path of the great master, as long as he continues to become more refined, it won't take long, and he will be promoted to the great master.
Pure and pure, practicing Qi to transform into spirit, this is the great master's method of entering the monastery. An idea flashed in his mind, and he was overjoyed when he thought of this.
The overjoyment was quickly suppressed, and the top priority was to save his life. Seeing that An Xiangnan's sword was better than the last, he became more brave as he fought, and his internal energy seemed to be getting purer, and he seemed to have the tendency of continuous improvement.
If this continues, An Xiangnan might be able to break through to the Grand Master in vain, but then he will really have no chance of survival.
His mind was racing, and thoughts flashed through him like lightning. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thoughts had flashed through him, and he finally caught one thought.
His movements suddenly stagnated, and he saw that he could not dodge the long sword, but he did not expect that Song Huishu Huihua would dodge and block in front of him, and lightly slapped her right hand as white as jade.
"Ding..." The long knife made a crisp sound, An Xiangnan took a step back, the blade trembled like a snake swallowing a snake, An Xiangnan's face was solemn, and he frowned at her.
An Xiangnan said slowly: "What a star-catcher, he is indeed the master of the Song family!"
He only felt that there was an extremely pure and cold force on the knife, which collided with his strength, but had no tendency to melt away. Instead, the direct coldness seemed to swallow his strength and strengthen him.
He knew that this was the secret skill of the Song family's star-catching hand. The terrifying thing about the star-catching hand was not its exquisiteness, but the wonderfulness of its mind. Star-catching hand was not just an exaggeration, but contained its wonderful attainments.
Others can see the wonderful tricks of the Star Catcher, and even smart people can imitate them, but the real mental method is a secret of the Song family. The secret of the Star Catcher lies in its mental method.
However, not everyone can perform this star-catching hand technique. It is said that it was only passed down by the head of the family. How did she have to pass it on?!
He was puzzled, but he didn't dare to stop his movements. The long knife kept trembling and reversing, dissolving the inner strength of the star-catching hand.
He didn't know that this was a unique kung fu that Song Huishu had developed after she returned to China and obtained the Star Controlling Sutra, combined with the Star Picking Hand. Although it was different from the real Star Picking Hand technique, it had the same purpose.
Li Muchan took the opportunity to dodge behind An Xiangnan and slapped out a palm. An Xiangnan snorted, turned back and slapped him, and the two left palms collided in the air.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and Li Muchan took a step back. An Xiangnan followed suit and looked at him with a frown. At this time, Song Huishu Huihua also patted her lightly, her white jade-like palm movements graceful and moving, like dancing.
"Ding..." An Xiangnan held his long knife in front of his chest.
Baiyu patted the long knife with her small hand. An Xiangnan took two steps back, her face flushed, and she suddenly chuckled: "Okay, it seems I was careless and underestimated you two!"
Song Huishu Huihua clapped her palm again without saying a word, as lightly as a lover's tenderness.
An Xiangnan gritted his teeth and took a step back, avoiding her palm. He tapped his chest with his left hand a few times. The white clothes suddenly bulged up, then deflated and returned to normal, but An Xiangnan had changed. Like a person, it seems to have grown in size.
He took a deep breath, shook his head and said: "Miss Song, you are really impressed by An that you can use this secret technique against me, please go ahead!"
He suddenly threw the knife away, and like a ghost, he flashed behind Song Huishu Huihua, and stabbed Song Huishu Huihua's vest with the parallel fingers of his right hand like a sword.
Song Huishu Huihua had no time to react, but Li Muchan suddenly dodged and stood behind her. He blocked her with his right hand and tapped his finger on his palm.
There was a crisp "pop" sound, and Li Muchan took a step back, his face turning red.
He only felt that his entire right arm was numb and had no feeling. When the internal force came to his right shoulder, he felt nothing. He could not control it at all, even if he wanted to do it.
"Thunder Finger!" Song Huishu Huihua said coldly: "Have you finally used the trick?"
She turned around and said, "Don't fight with him!"
Li Muchan nodded, clenched his fist with his left hand, and the force of the Mad Dragon Fist surged out. It seemed like a dragon was tumbling towards him. There was a faint dragon shape in the air. This was caused by the aura caused by the force of the fist.
At this moment, his energy and energy reached its peak, and he used the Mad Dragon Fist to its fullest potential. When he punched out, his spirit and energy merged.
An Xiangnan smiled coldly and pointed his parallel fingers towards the fist wind.
"Eh!" He was surprised. The fist suddenly twisted around his sword finger and hit his chest. The distance was so close that he had no time to react.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, An took three steps back to the south, her white clothes fluttering in the air.
His protective Gang Qi was extremely powerful. Although Li Muchan's punch was solid, six or seven points were removed by the Gang Qi. The remaining three or four points were punched in, and another one or two points were reduced by his internal force.
Even so, he was injured, and he was extremely angry. He turned to look at Li Muchan. This punch made him wake up completely. He always thought that he controlled the life and death of the two of them, and no matter what, he could not escape from his palm, like a cat. Like playing a mouse, now it seems that I was wrong and too arrogant.
Li Muchan's punch worked, and then he punched again, slowly punching out. It seemed like a dragon shape was tumbling in the air, and it was in front of An Xiangnan in an instant.
An Xiangnan spun his feet and flashed behind Song Huishu Huihua like a ghost. Using Song Huishu Huihua as a shield, even if he could bypass Song Huishu Huihua, most of his fist strength would be lost.
Song Huishu Huihua had already seen through the trick. She stepped out of the way and let Li Muchan's fist pass through. Then she struck out with a palm, followed by the star-catching hand.
The two of them struck side by side with punches and palms. An Xiangnan turned around and his blood surged. For a moment, he could not fully exert his strength. He needed to adjust his breath and regain his breath, so he could only dodge.
Li Muchan regained consciousness in his right shoulder at this time. He knew that An Xiangnan would be in trouble once he regained his breath. He had deep internal strength and was even more powerful now. If he could not suppress An Xiangnan before he regained his breath, the situation would be reversed.
He punched out with his right fist, and another Crazy Dragon Fist force surged out. The two fist forces were controlled by his spirit, and kept circling An Xiangnan, trying to break through his Gangqi.
An Xiangnan's expression changed slightly, and he looked at Li Muchan hesitantly, somewhat suspecting that Li Muchan was the great master, and there was a faint shadow of the great master.
Being able to control his boxing power so freely is the sign of a great master. However, judging from the fact that his boxing power is not pure enough, it is obviously not the case. It may be a more advanced boxing technique.
However, in this case, he has also returned to the path of a great master. It doesn't take long to break through, so he is naturally a formidable opponent.
An Xiangnan's heart was boiling with murderous intent. He had to kill this man no matter what today. Otherwise, if he broke through the Grand Master first and killed him, he would never be able to resist.
The An family is the largest but there is no grand master. The world is so big that the number of grand masters can only be counted on one hand. They are all aloof and independent people and will not be restricted by the big families.
Once Li Wuji breaks through the Grand Master, the An family will be in bad luck. For their own sake and for the sake of the An family, they must kill him!
The killing intent boiled in his heart, and he decided to kill Li Muchan no matter what, even more important than killing Song Huishu and returning to China. If he could not kill Song Huishu and returned to China, it would be no big deal, but if he could not kill Li Wuji, there would be endless troubles.
He turned to look at Li Muchan, his eyes blazing, and at the same time he walked quickly, dodging the entanglement of the two dragon-shaped qi, trying hard to regulate his breathing.
Li Muchan felt the back of his head bulge slightly, and his whole body was cold. Knowing that this was an extremely dangerous sign, he immediately raised his heart and became fully alert.
"Bang!" With a muffled sound, An Xiangnan finally adjusted his inner breath, pointed his fingers in parallel, and dispersed a dragon-shaped fist force, and then another point, breaking it open again.
His internal energy was extremely pure, and the force he used with his fingers was as sharp as a cone. Although the force of his dragon-shaped fist was pure, he could not block it and was knocked away in one fell swoop.
Li Muchan felt a jolt in his spirit, as if two needles had pricked his head. There was a slight pain, but he didn't feel uncomfortable. He knew that this was because the spirit attached to the fist was scattered.
This Mad Dragon Fist does have some wonderful effects, but when you actually do it, you still have to do some punches. The most important thing about martial arts in this world is not the moves, but the level of inner strength.
Although his punches are powerful, An Xiangnan's internal energy is pure and his body-protecting energy is tenacious. With one punch, he lost seven or eight times of his strength, leaving no power at all.
If he were a great master, he would not be able to avoid a single punch, no matter how clumsy it was, and would be directly knocked away. The practice of this world is different from the original world.
In the previous world, when his internal strength was inferior to others, his superb swordsmanship could make up for it, so he was invincible, but in this world, he could not.
An Xiangnan suddenly pointed out, pointing at Li Muchan from a distance.
Li Muchan stood upright with sweat all over his body, and he ducked sideways to avoid it, but he didn't expect that he would turn with the force of his finger, and before he could avoid it again, he was already there. Please remember the website address, if you like Xiao "Being a Monk in Another World" written by Shu