To the south of Linhuang Town, there are vast mountains, and only the paths that hunters and herb pickers have stepped on from generation to generation can enter the mountains.

The guy from the mountain goods store hurriedly walked on the dark mountain road.

His speed is several times faster than that of ordinary people, and it can be seen that he is a practitioner with vigorous skills, so it is no wonder that he is unmoved by the faint wolf howl coming from afar.

However, for some reason, he suddenly fell to the ground and fell motionless.

On a small hill not far away, the master of the wooden hall watched this scene with trepidation.

He remembered that when the guy left, Li Muchen patted the guy on the back.

"Let's go. ”

When the master of the wooden hall heard Li Muchen's voice, he shivered.

Then, a golden light enveloped him.

His body floated, the stars shining overhead, and the misty shadow of the mountain quickly receded at his feet.

Soon, they landed on a hill again.

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"Is it the mountain?" asked Li Muchen, pointing to the snow-white glow in the starlight in front of him.

The Wood Hall Master carefully identified the direction and said, "Yes, that is Yin Mountain. ”

"I heard that there are two Yin Mountains, are you sure it's this one?"

"Yes, this is Yin Mountain. The other one you are talking about is probably Xiaoyin Mountain, right?" said the master of the wooden hall, "Xiaoyin Mountain was actually not called Yin Mountain before, there is a Hundred Flowers Valley there, and there is a group of women in the Hundred Flowers Valley, who are specifically against our Yin Mountain faction. ”

"Oh, and those who are against your Yinshan faction, can you bear it?"

"Those women aren't easy to mess with. The Great Protector and the Great Elder have been there, but they don't seem to be able to do anything to them. ”

Li Muchen didn't ask any more questions, picked up the wooden hall master, and flew to Yin Mountain.

Yin Mountain is very large, the altitude is also very high, and the top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round.

After the identification of the master of the wooden hall, Li Muchen found the location of the Yinshan faction.

As a sect with a long heritage, of course, there is a mountain protection array.

In order not to startle the snake and prevent Shao Juweng from getting the news and running away, he decided to return to Linhuang Town first, solve Shao Juweng, and save Rigor before eliminating the Yinshan faction.

Therefore, he took the master of the wooden hall back to the mountain goods store in Linhuang Town.

"You gathered all the Yin Mountain disciples under the mountain, and said that it was for the Great Elder to pick up the wind and wash the dust. ”

After Li Muchen finished explaining, he left temporarily and hid.

The master of the wooden hall flew around with Li Muchen, dizzy, he no longer knew who he was, and he didn't know which one he was from.

Even if he couldn't see Li Muchen, he still did what Li Muchen ordered.

In the early hours of the morning, all the Yinshan disciples in Linhuang Town arrived.

In addition to the three who have died, there are a few who are out on errands, a total of nineteen people.

They eagerly awaited the arrival of the Great Elder.

In fact, at this time, the master of the wooden hall had the opportunity to spread the news.

He hesitated inwardly for a long time, but finally decided to do nothing.

He felt that when things were out of his control, it was better to be conservative than to take risks.

Life and death are fate, just touch the fish, these days, who doesn't touch the fish.

Little did he know that it was his conservatism that saved his life.

Otherwise, he'd be dead by now.

At dawn, Shao Juweng came back, and he was followed by Rigor Strict.

When they entered the courtyard of the mountain goods store, the people inside shouted in unison: "Welcome the Great Elder back to the mountain!"

Shao Juweng suddenly saw so many people, felt a little strange, and asked, "Why are you all here?"

The master of the wooden hall said, "The Great Elder has worked hard, and we will pick up the wind and wash the dust for you." ”

Shao Juweng, who was suspicious by nature, became vigilant and said, "It's okay to catch the wind, nothing has happened these days, right?"

The master of the wooden hall said, "Back to the words of the Great Elder, there is nothing wrong. ”

Shao Juweng suddenly grabbed the throat of the wooden hall master: "You are lying!"

The hall master blushed and struggled, "No, no!"

"Hmph, when I came here just now, I saw that the Ye family's house had collapsed, as the master of the outer hall, if you don't know, it is a dereliction of duty, if you know and don't say it, it is an ulterior motive!"

Shao Juweng's hand was forced, the eyes of the wooden hall master rolled up, his face turned the color of pig liver, and he was speechless.

"Let him go!" a voice came from outside.

The door of the hall opened, and a young man appeared at the door.

The morning sun shone into the courtyard, bathing the young man in a golden glow.

Rigorous shouted excitedly: "Brother-in-law!"

Shao Juweng frowned, as if he remembered something, and said in surprise: "Li Muchen?"

Li Muchen looked at the wooden hall master in Shao Juweng's hand and said, "I promised to spare his life, if you kill him, it will make me very shameless." ”

After that, with a flick of his fingers, a little light shot out, heading straight for Shao Juweng's wrist.

Shao Juweng hurriedly withdrew his hand, but he was still a step too late, and a slight light crossed the back of his hand, drawing a thin line of blood.

The wooden hall master slipped from Shao Juweng's hand and fell to the ground.

Li Muchen said to Rigor Cheng: "Help him over." ”

Rigorously agreed, and went to the master of the Fumu Hall.

Shao Juweng glanced at the blood line on the back of his hand, and did not care about it strictly, but stared at Li Muchen deadly.

The Yin Mountain disciple next to him finally figured out what was going on, and shouted, "Dare to hurt our Great Elder, everyone!"

More than a dozen people rushed up.

Li Muchen stretched out his hand and shook it gently.

Poof-

The figures exploded, and only a mist of blood remained in the room.

For these Yinshan disciples, Li Muchen had no pity.

With a slight wave of his hand, he swept the master of the Strict and Wooden Hall outside the house and protected him behind him.

Shao Juweng narrowed his eyes, his face was covered with frost, and an infinite murderous aura erupted from his body.

"You really surprised me, not only found me, but actually arrived in Linhuang Town one step ahead of me. I admit that you have some Taoism, no wonder Wu Xian and Wu Kemin are planted in your hands, and even those Taoist priests in Longhu Mountain can't help you. It's a pity, you met me, after all, it's still a dead end! Since you sent it to the door, I don't have to go to you again. ”

With that, he raised the oolong crutch.

The blood mist that filled the room was sucked away by the faucet of the crutches, and it was sucked clean in an instant.

Then, a dull, ethereal dragon groan rang out.

A black gas floated out from the head of the ebony cane's head, and instantly turned into a dragon shadow, curvading the entire room.

Roar –

The sound of the dragon's groan sounded here.

The house exploded in an instant.

The oolong soared into the air and hovered in the sky.

Li Muchen looked up at the huge dragon shadow and said, "I know, the tide of Qiantang changed that day, and it swept away many innocent people on the shore, it turned out that you were the ghost." ”

"Hmph, what's the matter? You can't protect yourself now, do you still want to seek justice for those who died in the river?" Shao Juweng sneered.

"You're damned!" Li Muchen said coldly.

"Hahahaha...... You may be higher than me, but can you beat a dragon......?"

Shao Juweng laughed, and with a finger of the oolong, the oolong in the sky roared and rushed down towards Li Muchen.

Li Muchen waved his hands continuously, and all forty-nine five-element needles flew out, turning into forty-nine sword lights, rising into the sky.

He still had the last needle in his hand.

"If it's a real dragon, of course I'm afraid of it. But alas, you're just a Jiao!"

With that, he stretched his hand diagonally upward.

The forty-nine sword lights that flew out did not rush towards the oolong, but quickly turned around, and all of them returned to his hands, merging with the last five-element micro-sword, turning into a giant sword, and the sword body radiated dazzling multicolored light.

Li Muchen held a giant sword in his hand, like a god descending.

He swung his sword and slashed.

A dragon's head fell from the sky.

It fell to the ground with a bang, turned into a cloud of black smoke, and disappeared into the morning light.

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