The six elders of the Qingcheng faction looked at the young man in front of him who was like a tiger and a wolf, and his sword move broke through the sword qi barrier of the Qingcheng Sword Formation, not to mention, he also stabbed to death the head of his own family, his heart was already trembling violently, and then he looked at the young man who turned his head expressionlessly, and he was uninjured after breaking the wall, and it was even more heartbroken that he couldn't mention any idea of confronting it, but now the arrow had to be sent on the string, if the Qingcheng Sword Formation was scattered and fled, maybe most of the people would die, and relying on the Qingcheng Sword Formation, maybe they could still get some life。 Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At the moment, although the young man was expressionless and calm, the six elders of the Qingcheng faction speculated that the other party might be a bluffer, in fact, it was already the end of the strong crossbow, after all, a sword broke the sword qi barrier of the Qingcheng Sword Formation, and killed the head of the sect in an instant, if it was not injured at all, it would be too much to say, if the six elders had already drawn the bow for the full moon, and if they didn't do anything, they would break their bowstrings.

The six people in the Qingcheng sword formation killed, and at the same time, the sword qi in the forest rolled in, and the sword intent became a sea, like a storm crashing on the shore.

Li Molan's eyes were still calm, although this sword qi seemed to be powerful and invincible, but the sword intent was insufficient, it was not the sword of a kendo master, it was just a form, without the essence, how could it be his opponent?

Raising his hand and dancing the sword, the thousand-year-old wooden sword in Li Molan's hand constantly met those translucent sword qi, and the sword broke one breath, and the sword moves were also endless, making those Qingcheng faction elders stunned. The greedy wolf style of the previous Baicao Sword Gang was enough to frighten them, after all, even if they didn't know Emperor Zizhai's mastery, they could still feel the subtlety of it, but now this young man seemed to be wielding a completely different set of swordsmanship!

"Heavenly punishment. Li Molan muttered to herself, the wooden sword in her hand folded again and again in mid-air, and even the whole person slid out of an unbelievable trajectory and appeared in front of an elder of the Qingcheng faction.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, this Qingcheng faction elder has a sword qi barrier to protect himself, and he is still inevitably pierced by a sword, the sword in his hand is just raised and hung down weakly, his body is cut into several pieces, blood is spilled, and he dies on the spot.

"Hongluan. Li Molan turned around, and the sword intent that permeated the surroundings changed again, as if everyone's movements were much slower at this moment, and countless phantoms appeared around the sword body of the thousand-year-old wooden sword.

If you look closely, those phantoms are all red birds the size of butterflies!

Li Molan's eyes were calm, and these red birds and silver sword qi rushed again and again, shattering countless Qingcheng sword formations and sword qi rushing towards him, and then penetrated the body of a Qingcheng sect elder, as if raindrops were falling, leaving holes in the body of this Qingcheng sect elder.

The power of the Qingcheng Sword Formation was a little weaker, and the momentum retreated!

"God cry. The small wooden sword shook violently, and countless silver-white ripples spread out, like the North Sea flooding, sparkling, and those water-like sword qi rushed towards the bombardment of another Qingcheng sect elder.

In an instant, a roar sounded, and the body of the Qingcheng Sect elder completely burst open, like a human bomb.

"Dhara. Li Molan grinned and slashed with a sword.

It was as if the heavens and the earth were cracking, and a huge unimaginable sword qi gathered countless sword qi to emerge, and the sword intent brewing in it was even more devastating!

Like a sword qi sword, slash from top to bottom!

The fourth elder of the Qingcheng Sect used all kinds of sword qi to add to his body, and he struggled for his life, but he was still split in two vertically.

Ground full of plasma.

"Actually, the sword of Dhara ...... It's easier to hide, but why don't you dodge......" Li Molan looked at the bloody picture and whispered to herself.

Heavenly Punishment, Red Luan, Heavenly Cry, Dhara, these four swords come from the Daomen Holy Maiden Swordsmanship, which is also the secret of the Daomen, only the Holy Maiden of the Daomen and the disciples who are focused on cultivation can practice this swordsmanship, but the Holy Maiden Swordsmanship is in addition to Dhara, the other three swords are more feminine, not suitable for masculine men to use, and the sword intent contained in them is different from the four swords, which makes it difficult to control.

When Li Molan used the Holy Maiden swordsmanship of this gate, he had already noticed the different sword intents in it, and it was difficult to comprehend all the four swords without the resources of Tianzhong, and he was only familiar with the sword moves engraved on the bark of the dry wine poem, and it was still jerky to use, so when he used these four swords, he changed them, and the effect was different from the normal swordsmanship.

However, he still killed the four elders of the Qingcheng faction.

Li Molan stood with his sword in his hand, and the surrounding bamboo forests had already broken because of the sword qi, and they all fell together, which was very spectacular, and those autumn rains were still falling, but they couldn't fall on his body.

The only two remaining Qingcheng Sect elders looked like ashes, and they glanced at each other with some determination in their eyes.

Li Molan narrowed her eyes, felt the fluctuations of the aura between heaven and earth, and guessed what killing moves the other two were preparing.

The desperate blow before dying should be the strongest, although Li Molan didn't pay much attention to it, she was still a little careful.

After three breaths, the two elders of the Qingcheng faction who were resolute in their eyes fled to the bamboo forest on the left and the right respectively.

Li Molan was stunned for a moment, then his face was gloomy, and he first stabbed the Qingcheng Sect elder who fled to the bamboo forest on the left with the Hongluan sword, and after stabbing him in the air from dozens of steps, he backhanded a greedy wolf style.

Volleyed through the air, a hundred steps in an instant, but this greedy wolf style was used by him to chase people, and the effect was extraordinary.

Immediately after that, another red luan, dozens of meters away, still accurately penetrated the back of the last Qingcheng Sect elder.

Blood spurted out, accompanied by unwilling shouts, and the other party fell to the ground with a bang.

Both died.

If they are allowed to escape, Li Molan will lose face.

Seven kills, broken army, greedy wolf.

Heavenly punishment, red luan, heavenly crying, dhara.

The Hundred Herbs Sword Gang and the Holy Maiden Sword Technique were slightly compared in his heart at this moment, they should each have their own strengths, and they should be able to combine different effects when they are used skillfully.

The two swordsmanship are the mastery of Emperor Zizhai and Daomen, respectively, and they are indeed extraordinary, and they are not weak at all to his dragon elephant swordsmanship.

It's just that these two swordsmanship, as well as some other swordsmanship that have not yet been used on people, are all unique to their respective sects after all, if they are known to outsiders, they will inevitably be approached by those sects, Li Molan also knows this, so he can only be more careful when using them. And his own dragon elephant sword technique can only be used smoothly with the dragon elephant sword, and the dragon elephant sword is too famous among cultivators, too easy to be recognized, and the old man of the dry wine poem has a lot of enemies in Beihai, if those people know that he is the apprentice of the dry wine poem, it will inevitably be another fight.

Weighing left and right, whether it is these swordsmanship or the dragon elephant sword, it is a trouble in itself, Li Molan sighed lightly, thinking that if he got into trouble, there would be no dry old man to come out to help.

In the depths of the mountains, every time the young man provoked a powerful demon beast, he came out to save him was a dry wine poem, and now that the old man is gone, he has to rely on himself, so he has to be cautious, to look ahead, to worry about whether his identity will be noticed, some aggrieved, some uncomfortable, and a lot of thoughts.

The coarse cloth clothes were stained with blood, Li Molan lowered her head and looked at her clothes, frowning, feeling that the blood red was really not good-looking, and the smell of blood was not good at all.

The ground was full of corpses, and the bamboo forests on the left and right sides had dumped a large area, and now the young man suddenly dispersed his true qi, allowing the rain to fall, making the gravel path in this bamboo forest look like a mess.

Remove the true qi, firstly, because it is too wasteful to always use the true qi to resist the rain, and secondly, because the clothes have been stained by blood, and there is no point in hindering the autumn rain from landing, and I don't know if these autumn rains can wash away the smell of blood on the body.

The autumn rain fell on him, and it was slightly cool, and he suddenly turned back, picked up the white oil-paper umbrella in the middle of the gravel path, and then opened it.

The rain fell on the umbrella as if it were resonating.

However, looking at the poor craftsmanship of this white oil-paper umbrella, I am afraid that it will collapse in a few days.

Li Molan was sure that there should be only one person left in the Qingcheng faction, so he turned around and walked in the direction of Qingyue Lake.

In the distance in the center of the lake, you can see an island, which is not very large, and it is very quiet in the rain, and it is calming to stand on the shore of the lake and look at this picture.

Li Molan walked to the edge of the lake, looking at the small island, and the small two-story building looming above the small island.

Instead of being at peace with this peaceful view in the rain, on the contrary, there was murder in his eyes.

It is reasonable to come here to kill people.

Yu Li, so he killed those disciples, elders, and heads of the Qingcheng faction who did a lot of evil.

And the person who should be killed is in the small two-story building in the center of the lake at the moment.

Li Molan walked forward, carrying a sword and a bloody coat, holding an umbrella in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, treading water.

Walk on the surface of the lake.

Walk among the rain curtains.

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(ps: About sword intent, sword energy, sword moves, true qi, aura this kind of thing, if you don't understand it, a simpler understanding is that sword intent is equivalent to skill damage, and then sword qi is a small skill, and sword moves are big skills that require a combination of sword qi (swordsmanship and sword moves without sword qi support are all fancy and used to bluff people) True qi and aura are both mana values, but the aura is high, and the true qi is low...... As for other esoteric things, such as "the personality of the sword intent" and the like, comprehend it yourself