Li Muchan kept at his feet and returned to the inn, Qinghe Town was the territory of the Qinghe Sword Sect, and outsiders were in their hands.

However, these five people have cultivated to the top, returning to simplicity and returning to the basics, the disciples of the Qinghe Sword Sect may not be able to see it, and they will inevitably suffer losses when the time comes.

Li Muchan sat on the couch in the inn room, shook his head and smiled, without reminding him, the Qinghe Sword Sect is not a vegetarian, and it is not so easy to be solved.

He sat cross-legged, quickly gathered his breath and settled down, immersed in the scriptures of the gods of the heavens and people, and experienced several worlds, Li Muchan found that his roots were still the scriptures of the gods of the heavens.

Dingzhong didn't know the passage of time, and when he woke up slowly, it was still dark outside, and Li Muchan seemed to come out of the water, and there was a fresh world in front of him.

With the profundity of the Sutra of the Heavenly Beings, every time he wakes up, he has this feeling, as if a new life has been opened, reborn once, his heart is full of beauty and touch, and he loves life more and more, which also makes him more and more sorry for his life.

He knew that this time he would be in meditation for at least one day and one night, and the Void Eye looked in all directions, looking for those five people, and with the enhanced intuition of the Heavenly Machine, he soon found them at the inn where he was staying.

Li Muchan frowned, and found that there were ten more top masters, looking at their clothes, they should be another group of people, not people from Huaqing Sect.

Li Muchan speculated that the disciples of Huaqing Sect might have been coincidental, or came to see the excitement, or were ready to take advantage of the fire to rob and fall into the ground.

He closed his eyes slightly, and once again divided his mind into two parts, one staring at the thirteen top masters, and the rest of his mind was still comprehending the Great Zhou Tian Sword Technique.

The Great Zhou Tian swordsmanship made him want to stop, as enjoyable as solving riddles, and there was always a trace of mystery between the tricks, which made him fascinated.

When the full moon reached the west, the darkest part of the night arrived, and the hazy moonlight seemed to lose its power and could no longer illuminate the surroundings.

Li Muchan's heart moved, and he slowly woke up, and thirteen top masters left the inn. Swept under the night sky like a ghost. Silent.

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, and the Void Eye kept staring at them, watching them silently solve the clear and dark whistles of the Qinghe Sword Sect, and rushed straight into the Qinghe Sword Sect.

Li Muchan thought that they would not be able to escape the blocking of the rune array, but he didn't want them to be unimpeded, so he rushed into the Qinghe Sword Sect in one go.

Seeing such a situation, Li Muchan understands no matter how stupid he is. The Qinghe Sword Sect has a traitor, and it is also a traitor of a high level, which affects the operation of the rune array.

Soon someone came up to him, and Li Muchan even saw Deng Jiuru personally take action, and the Qinghe Sword Sect suffered a heavy blow from him, and his vitality was indeed greatly damaged.

The master is like a cloud. But there are not many masters who have reached the level of thirteen gray-clothed people, Li Muchan shook his head, their cultivation is profound, similar to his self before entering the Mingjing Sect.

At the beginning, one of them made the Qinghe Sword Sect restless, and now there are thirteen, how can the Qinghe Sword Sect be able to stop it, and they are also losing and retreating one after another by relying on the advantage of numbers.

Li Muchan shook his head, it seemed that the sect master's source was not ordinary. The Qinghe Sword Sect is really in big trouble. They can choke on their own.

Just as he was about to leave, two long whistles suddenly sounded. Two ghostly shadows floated into the arena and instantly knocked away the two gray-clothed old men.

Li Muchan looked at it intently, these two people were two old men with white eyebrows and ruddy faces like babies, they couldn't tell how old they were, their eyes were like electricity, their momentum was like gods, and they couldn't be looked at directly.

Li Muchan admired, these two old men have a deep cultivation, they are better than the thirteen gray-clothed old men, and it seems that they are the masters of the Qinghe Sword Sect.

The two old men were dressed in kudzu clothes, and at first glance they were just villagers, and their eyebrows were hunting and moving, and the momentum was amazing, as if the sword was out of the sheath, and the edge was unstoppable.

As soon as they made a move, they knocked away the two gray-clothed old men, and the disciples of the Qinghe Sword Sect cheered, their spirits were greatly lifted, and they all rushed up regardless of their bodies, and their role was limited, and the cultivation of these thirteen old men was too much higher than them, like ants shaking elephants.

The four old men in gray came out and floated to meet the two of them, and they slapped slowly and calmly, with solemn expressions, forcing the two old men in gray clothes to concentrate on coping.

"Bang!" "Bang!" The palms collided with each other with a muffled sound that everyone in the town could hear, and the sound was like thunder.

The four gray-clothed old men retreated, and the two gray-clothed old men stood steadily, their faces were as usual, and the gray-clothed ones were fluttering and drumming as if they were being blown by a strong wind.

The four gray-clothed old men took five steps back, then pounced again, and slowly pushed the two gray-clothed old men with their palms, forcing the two old men to collide hard.

They entangled the two old men in Geyi, although there were many masters of the Qinghe Sword Sect, they couldn't stop the rest of the old men in gray, and the two who were knocked out of the air before got up again, not looking like they were injured.

Li Muchan watched the disciples of the Qinghe Sword Sect fall one by one, shook his head, flashed into the Qinghe Sword Sect, and said in a deep voice: "Master Deng!"

Deng Jiuru had blood at the corner of his mouth, and his injury was not light, and when he heard the voice, he turned his head to look at it, frowned and said, "Li Shaoxia didn't leave?"

Li Muchan said with a smile: "The sect master does not dare to disobey the order, Master Deng should take a break and replace me!"

The sword light flashed on his waist, and he slowly slashed through the wrist of an old man in gray, his movements were calm and slow, and the old man in gray stepped forward.

Seeing this sword, Deng Jiuru understood that Li Muchan's swordsmanship was far beyond his own level.

He turned his head to see the disciples rushing forward and killing, as if they were sent to death, and he couldn't shake the old man in gray at all, he was sad in his heart, and nodded slowly: "There is Lao Li Shaoxia!"

He only had one thought, as long as he could stop these guys from continuing to kill his disciples, he could pay any price!

Li Muchan slowly stabbed out in a smile, his feet fluttered, and the old men in gray sent their wrists up as if they were sent to death.

However, in the blink of an eye, the six gray-clothed old men injured their wrists and took off their long swords, but their left hands were still there, and although their ferocity was reduced, they could still protect themselves.

Li Muchan's feet fluttered like the wind, and he attacked in front of an old man in gray, and the old man in gray swung away and dodged the tip of the sword.

Li Muchan slid to follow, the tip of the sword still shrouded him, and the old man in gray didn't fight him, but just blindly retreated, as fast as a ghost.

Li Muchan shook his head secretly, this person's light skills have a unique skill, especially good at moving and turning, unless he takes out the teleportation magic power, he really can't help it.

Deng Jiuru said in a deep voice: "Everyone come to me!"

Everyone flocked to him like ants, and when the gray-clothed old men saw this, they glanced at each other, and then flew away with a long roar, like thirteen bats skimming the night sky.

Li Muchan shook his head, these guys are difficult, they can't do anything and run away immediately, without dragging mud and water, this kind of enemy is very terrifying.

Seeing them leave, Deng Jiuru breathed a sigh of relief. Lined up the crowd and came to Li Muchan. Clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "Thank you Li Shaoxia!"

Li Muchan returned the sword to the sheath, hugged his fists and smiled: "Master Deng, I just acted on orders, so I don't have to be polite...... Don't bother much, farewell!"

After saying that, he nodded and smiled at the two old men in Geyi in the distance, and floated away under the eyes of everyone.

"Xiao Deng, who is he?" asked an old man in Ge Yi in a deep voice.

Deng Jiuru waved his hand. A handsome middle-aged man summoned people to ask for help from the wounded, Deng Jiuru came to the old man in Lianggeyi, and sighed helplessly: "Uncle Meng, Uncle Jing, take a step to speak." ”

The two old men frowned and looked at him, dissatisfied with his sneaky appearance. But he didn't say much, followed to the hall next to him, and stared at him closely.

Deng Jiuru smiled bitterly: "He is Li Wuji." ”

"Li Wuji......" The two old men groaned, pondered carefully, and finally shook their heads, they have been practicing in retreat and not asking about the world.

"Li Wuji of Tianyuan Pavilion. Deng Jiuru said.

"It's him?!" The two old men's eyes suddenly widened, and their essence burst out, and their murderous aura was like substance. Deng Jiuru's whole body was cold, like falling into a river of ice.

"Little Deng. Why did you let him in!?" asked an old man exclaimed.

Deng Jiuru smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Meng, he is now a disciple of the Spiegel Sect!"

The two old men realize. His eyes softened a little, and he remembered the beginning and end of this matter, they didn't ask about the world, but they were still clear about such a big thing.

At the beginning, Li Muchan caused a great injury to the vitality of the Qinghe Sword Sect, and they almost wanted to make a move, but unfortunately they were accepted as disciples by the Spiegel Sect one step too late, if it weren't for the prestige of the Spiegel Sect, they would secretly attack to vent their hatred.

"It's this kid......" The two old men frowned, and finally shook their heads and sighed faintly.

They saw Li Muchan's swordsmanship, and they thought that they couldn't fight the enemy, but they didn't expect him to improve so much, and now they are powerless even if they want to kill him.

"This Li Wuji is indeed a genius, he has only been in the Mirror Sect for a long time, and he has gone down the mountain!" Deng Jiuru sighed, shook his head and said, "Sect Master Huang sent him over to rescue, I guess he wants to ease the relationship!"

"Alas......" the two old men shook their heads and sighed.

They are so old and have been cultivating for so many years, but they can't compete with such a young man, and they are really ashamed to say it.

But fortunately, they still have a fig leaf, the mind of the Mingjing Sect is indeed exquisite, far from being comparable to the Qinghe Sword Sect, otherwise they would not have sent the best qualified disciple over!

"That's it, no matter what, he saved us!" Another old man waved his hand and sighed: "If he hadn't made a move, we would have been more lucky this time!"

Although the two of them were able to entangle the four gray-clothed people, the remaining few were enough to destroy Deng Jiuru and them, and then they would come back to clean up the two of them.

"Do you know who it is?" asked the old man before.

Deng Jiuru nodded slowly, his face gloomy: "Uncle Meng, it should be from the Xijiang Gang!"

"Xijiang Gang?!" Uncle Meng frowned: "They are not small...... There are so many masters?"

"It is said that the Xijiang Gang is a descendant of the Great River Sect, and it seems that the rumors are true. Deng Jiuru said.

The faces of the two old men turned gloomy.

"It's been more than a hundred years since the collapse of the Great River Sect, and it seems that it is about to resurrect!"

"It seems to be the old man of the Great River Sect!" The old man surnamed Jing wrinkled his brows: "Xiao Deng, you are going to go to the Spiegel Sect in person!"

The other old man nodded slowly: "To deal with the Great River Sect, you have to rely on the Mirror Sect!"

Deng Jiuru said: "Yes, I will leave tomorrow for a trip to the Spiegel Sect to thank you in person." ”

This time there was no Li Muchan appearing, the Qinghe Sword Sect was really fierce, and he deeply felt the weakness of the Qinghe Sword Sect and needed the protection of the Mingjing Sect.

They didn't know it, but the Spiegel Sect could hear the wind in advance, and the intelligence of this news alone showed the foundation of the sect.

"Be careful, maybe the Xijiang Gang won't give up. ”

Deng Jiuru nodded: "Yes, I will change my face and I won't recognize it." ”

When he reached this realm, he didn't talk about his spirit and face, all he thought about was how to move the Mingjing Sect to help and destroy the Xijiang Gang, otherwise there would be no good life for the Qinghe Sword Sect. (To be continued.) )