"Hehe......" Zhao Yuanming suddenly let out a sneer, the smile on his face was strange, as if he had changed a person, his temperament was gloomy, and it was completely different from his original square atmosphere.

Seeing this, Mo Guiyi knew that he had really urged the magic weapon, and their hearts sank slightly, and their faces were solemn.

Mo Guiyi said in a deep voice: "The surname is Zhao, come on!"

The sword light suddenly brightened, and the four people surrounding him hurriedly retreated, and the rest of the people did the same, and the sword light suddenly brightened, forcing back the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who were entangled with him.

More than a dozen converged in one place and surrounded Zhao Mingyue.

"Big brother ......" Yi Xiaoru hurriedly turned her head to look at Li Muchan, and found that Li Muchan's already pale face was getting paler and paler, with a layer of gold, and his eyes were gloomy.

She was shocked and exclaimed, "Big brother!"

Li Muchan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It doesn't matter to me. ”

"Big brother, what's going on?!" Yi Xiaoru hurriedly grabbed his arm, and tried to probe his pulse internally, which was a sign of serious injury.

She turned her head to see that more than two dozen people surrounded them, more like bodyguards, and it was difficult to plot in such a situation.

Besides, it is really rare in the world to be able to plot against the eldest brother.

She looked at Li Muchan suspiciously: "Big brother, what's the matter?"

Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "The backlash of the soul searching technique, I didn't expect it to be so strong, but it's not a big deal, just take it!"

"Big brother, let's retreat!" Yi Xiaoru said in a low voice: "Zhao Yuanming used a magic weapon, it's hard to say whether he will win or lose, let's go first!"

According to her usual temper, she will never escape at this time, it is the most critical time, and she has to go up, but Li Muchan is injured, in case she stays. I'm afraid of my life.

She looked at Li Muchan like this. Everything is ignored, Li Muchan's life is at stake.

Li Muchan shook his head: "Let's see." ”

Yi Xiaoru said in a low voice: "Big brother, as soon as the magic weapon comes out." Invincible, I'm afraid it's Master Mo and they ......"

Li Muchan frowned: "When they come, they should count that Zhao Yuanming will use magic weapons, right?"

"I didn't expect that. Yi Xiaoru shook her head and frowned: "Listen to Uncle Tang." Zhao Yuanming can't use the magic weapon anymore, otherwise, the magic weapon will backfire!"

"What will happen if the magic weapon is backfired?" Li Muchan asked hurriedly.

This is the secret of the magic weapon, ordinary people really don't know, he once asked Liu Biyun, she didn't know, others are secretive.

Yi Xiaoru said in a low voice: "If you are eaten by the magic weapon, you will become a weapon slave." ”

"Instrument slave?" Li Muchan groaned, frowning, "You mean being controlled by magic weapons?"

"Hmm. Yi Xiaoru said in a low voice: "I also listened to what the master said. I haven't seen it, but I've heard that being a slave is miserable, and life is worse than death. I can't help but keep killing. In the end, it is inevitable to die, and often the last resort is a suicide sacrifice. ”

Li Muchan frowned: "The sacrificial vessel ......." Well, magic weapons are powerful by killing......"

He nodded thoughtfully, understanding the mystery.

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The magic weapon is the accumulation of evil energy, and the acquisition of evil energy can only be achieved by killing people, killing one person, the body condenses the layer of evil energy, the more people kill, the heavier the evil energy, and the evil energy is finally attributed to the magic weapon, and the method is that the owner of the magic weapon commits suicide.

This move is ruthless enough, it is the way to death, Li Muchan now does not believe that anyone can break free from the control of the magic weapon, he just used his mental power, collided with the evil qi of the magic weapon, and saw the power of the magic weapon.

He knew that if he changed himself, once the magic weapon invaded, he was afraid that it would be difficult to stop it, his spirit was like a dragon, and he was extremely strong, but after all, it was only his own cultivation so far, and the magic weapon was condensed by tens of millions of years of evil qi, and it was usually confined in the vessel, once it was urged, it was really impossible to stop.

So the last time he snatched the Heaven Slashing Sword of Linhai Pavilion, his intuition kept warnings, and he resisted the temptation and did not pull out the Sky Slashing Sword, and now he is really glad to think about it, if he didn't hold back, he would have become a sword slave.

He secretly sighed, it is worthy of being a magic weapon that can block the holy weapon, I don't know who created this method of making a weapon, it is really a genius who sighs to himself, and it is also hateful, such a magic weapon must be a disaster for the world.

The sword mantra is too critical, it is the only way to control the magic weapon, and there is no other way, if you want to rely on your own strong spiritual cultivation to forcibly control it, there is no defeat.

He had previously used his psychic powers, and his spirit merged with them, and he had obtained the method of controlling magic weapons.

"Hehe" In the sneer, Zhao Yuanming flashed in front of Mo Guiyi, and the sword light flashed, and Mo Guiyi retreated: "Zhao Yuanming, you dare to use magic weapons again!"

"Suffer death!" Zhao Yuanming sneered, and the sword light flashed again.

He seemed to want to chase Mo Guiyi, but the long sword turned sharply, and a sword stabbed an old man next to him, Li Muchan recognized that it was Yuanzong's Wenhua, and his swordsmanship was outstanding.

Wenhua is the elder of Yuanzong, usually inconspicuous, has been in retreat and penance in Yuanzong, and has cultivated profound swordsmanship.

However, his fighting experience is poor, and it is enough to deal with the general scene, at this time, seeing Zhao Yuanming's expression, he thought of what Tang Tianyu said, Zhao Yuanming can no longer move the magic weapon, and he was thinking about it, but he didn't expect Zhao Yuanming to be so cunning and the sword was too fast.

Wen Hua forcibly twisted his body, and a sword stabbed into his heart pierced his left shoulder, and the blood flowed like a column.

He swung his right sword, his left shoulder stuck the sword body, Zhao Yuanming's right wrist trembled slightly, and the sword body slid out of Wen Hua's shoulder and stabbed him in the throat.

Wen Hua retreated helplessly, but he could avoid it, Zhao Yuanming's sword was too fast.

He watched Zhao Yuanming turn around with palpitations, frowned, and said, "He's about to fall into the devil, everyone has to kill him!"

"Yes, I'm going to kill him!" Mo Guiyi said in a deep voice.

People not far away shouted: "Let's do it together!"

Mo Guiyi and they were surrounded, they had to deal with Zhao Yuanming inside, and they had to deal with everyone outside, and they were in a hurry for a while, and soon someone was injured.

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"Big brother, what should I do?" Yi Xiaoru stomped anxiously.

Li Muchan frowned and said, "The magic weapon is really powerful!"

Yi Xiaoru tugged at him: "Big brother can't be strong...... I'll go!"

Li Muchan smiled bitterly: "It's better for you to go, you go first, I'll lure Zhao Yuanming away!"

"No, it doesn't. Yi Xiaoru shook her head and grabbed his arm: "Big brother, you are injured, you can't do it again, in case there is a good ......"

Li Muchan waved his hand: "Xiaoru, I'm not so delicate, I won't make a move, I'm afraid it's ......"

Yi Xiaoru kept tugging on his sleeve. Dead or alive.

Li Muchan was helpless. He took a deep breath and spit it out, and suddenly a long howl came out. Like a huge wave, the mountains and the sea poured in.

The cultivation in the field was worse, and suddenly his body shook and fell softly. The whistling sound was just around the corner, fierce and domineering.

The whistling grew deeper and lower, not rushing into the sky, but only drumming in the ears of the people, causing their blood to surge and rise and fall like a tide, and they wanted to live and die.

Yi Xiaoru's cultivation was a little worse, but he was held by Li Muchan, and his internal force was gushing in. The whistling sound is in the ears, but it does not drum up blood, but it feels louder.

Under the whistling, even Zhao Yuanming could only resist with his luck. Li Muchan: This is a temporary method. This is the only way to deal with magic weapons.

He shook his head and sighed, it didn't seem that this way was going to work now. You can't break the magic weapon.

Li Muchan thought about it, the power of the magic weapon comes from the evil qi, and the evil qi enters the body, and the internal force is certainly enhanced, but it is not endless, it is not terrible, and there are some subtle secret methods that can stimulate the potential to achieve the same effect.

The magic weapon is terrifying in the spirit, once the magic weapon is cast, such as a swordsman with peerless swordsmanship controlling the owner of the magic weapon, the swordsmanship is extremely exquisite.

Li Muchan's conceited swordsmanship is superb, and he understands the mysteries of swordsmanship in the world, but compared with the magic weapon, it is still a cut behind, and he was defeated last time compared with the Sky Slashing Sword.

Li Muchan thought that his cultivation was better than Zhao Yuanming, and he used the lion's roar of Buddhism to restrain the magic weapon, but looking at Zhao Yuanming's performance, it didn't seem to be restrained.

After a long time, the whistling stopped.

Li Muchan breathed a sigh of relief, his face became more and more pale, and the gold was a little heavier.

"Big brother......" Yi Xiaoru looked at him worriedly, and said in a low voice: "Let's go first, let Master Mo deal with it!"

Li Muchan nodded slowly and sighed: "If you want to help again, you have no heart, let's go!"

He hugged his fist at Mo Guiyi and the others, and smiled apologetically: "Uncle Mo, let's go first." ”

Mo Guiyi and the others were also shocked to the point that their blood was surging, and they were slightly injured, looking at Li Muchan's appearance, knowing that they were seriously injured, Mo Guiyi said in a deep voice: "Go!"

Li Muchan and Yi Xiaoru retreated, ignoring Zhao Yuanming's staring eyes.

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Li Muchan and Yi Xiaoru arrived at the shore, Xiuxiu was standing at the bow of the boat watching, and when she saw them coming, she hurriedly propped up the boat and came over.

Yi Xiaoru helped Li Muchan to get on the boat, the hull of the boat shook, Xiuxiu saw Li Muchan like this, her face suddenly changed, and she hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Son, you are injured!"

Li Muchan waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't make a fuss, you can't die!"

Xiuxiu insisted on helping him, and said angrily: "Childe is too careless, how can you be injured with your martial arts!"

Li Muchan said: "You just don't have to say a few words, I want to use your skills to heal your wounds!"

As he spoke, he entered the cabin and sat cross-legged on the low couch, Yi Xiaoru supported one arm, Xiuxiu supported the other, and hurriedly said, "Childe, shall we go back?"

Li Muchan shook his head: "Wait and see, you don't have to drive the boat." ”

Xiuxiu hurriedly said: "Childe, you still have to mix, you are all so seriously injured!"

Li Muchan waved his hand, closed his eyes directly, and began to heal his injuries, which hurt his soul, and it was difficult to recover for a while.

At that time, when he used the soul searching technique, his face was pale, but it was just his disguise, because this technique was too powerful, and if he didn't pretend to be like this, it would leave a shadow.

But later, he used his heart to get the mantra of Zhao Yuanming's magic weapon, but he was really injured, and he didn't have time to withdraw his mind, and he was injured by the evil spirit of the magic weapon.

Only then did he understand the power of the magic weapon, and he was glad that he didn't rashly pull out the sword of the sky, otherwise he would have been in the devil a long time ago and was controlled by the magic weapon.

While casting the Immeasurable Light Heart Sutra, he opened the Void Eye to look at the situation in the distance, and saw the battle situation of Mo Guiyi.

Xiuxiu and Yi Xiaoru saw him like this, and the two of them went out of the cabin, and each stood on the bow of the boat to protect the Dharma, so as not to disturb him when someone came over.

Li Muchan performed the Immeasurable Light Heart Sutra while observing with the eyes of the void, as time passed, the situation over there became more and more miserable, Mo Guiyi and they were all injured, fortunately, their martial arts were strong, plus they joined forces to deal with Zhao Yuanming, even so, it was precarious.

Mo Guiyi suddenly became mighty, I don't know what secret technique he cast, the sword light was like snow, extremely fast, and he resisted Zhao Yuanming for a while, and the fight was inseparable.

Li Muchan frowned, this should be a secret method of the Sword Sect, it has a great load on the body, and the time cannot last, he was thinking, and the rest of the people continued to urge the secret method, all of them were brave, and several people joined forces, and they actually suppressed Zhao Yuanming's sword momentum, and they were desperately injured to kill Zhao Yuanming.

Zhao Yuanming was soon injured, and he was stabbed in the left shoulder, which was caused by Mo Guiyi dying with him, and both were injured, and Mo Guiyi was stabbed in the chest.

Zhao Yuanming suddenly sneered strangely, turned around and left, completely ignoring the rest of the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the rest of the people shook their heads helplessly, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in all directions, and the people of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect had no intention of chasing and killing, so they came to see Mo Guiyi.

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Li Muchan suddenly spoke: "Xiaoru, you go and tell them, I can save Uncle Mo's life, bring it over quickly!"

"Big brother, ...... Uncle Mo?" Yi Xiaoru hurriedly entered the cabin and asked hurriedly.

Li Muchan opened his eyes and sighed: "Senior Mo's injuries are very serious, and they are afraid that they are ...... Bring it over as soon as possible, I'll give it a try. ”

Yi Xiaoru turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped, turned her head and looked at him hesitantly: "But big brother, your injury ......"

Li Muchan said: "I can't die, but I can heal for a while." ”

“...... All right. Yi Xiaoru thought about it, nodded helplessly, floated away from the boat, Xiuxiu came in, and pouted: "Childe, what are you doing with so much heart, they may not accept your love!"

Li Muchan said: "You can't see death without help." ”

Xiuxiu snorted and said, "I don't think they're a good thing...... Childe, does your injury really matter?"

"Hmm. Li Mu said.

Xiuxiu said: "Childe, have the people of the Divine Sword Sect been cleaned up?"

"Almost, this time it can't be the weather. Li Muchan nodded.

Xiuxiu exclaimed: "This is really happy, most of the green buildings in Jingzhou City are opened by the Divine Sword Sect, it is really necrotic!"

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, and Xiuxiu said proudly: "It's all told to me by the five sisters, they are much more familiar with Jingzhou City than me, and I have lived all these years in vain!"

She grew up in Jingzhou City since she was a child, but as soon as the five of them talked about it, she realized that she didn't know anything about Jingzhou City at all, and it was far behind.

Li Muchan nodded: "You learn more from them." ”

Xiuxiu said: "Childe, should we also build such a place?"

"What do you want to do?" asked Li Muchan.

Xiuxiu pursed her lips and smiled: "It's not possible to be ill-informed, Childe, let's also build a place dedicated to collecting news, and I can also open a restaurant." ”

Li Muchan groaned for a moment and nodded slowly: "Well, okay." ”

Xiuxiu suddenly smiled: "Childe, did you really agree?"

Li Muchan said: "If you don't like trouble, just open a restaurant, find some people secretly, and collect news." ”

Xiuxiu patted her chest and said excitedly: "Son, don't worry, I will do a good job, I have a lot of experience now!"

Li Muchan smiled, waved his hand, and Yi Xiaoru's voice came from the bank of the river: "Big brother, Uncle Mo is here." ”

Li Muchan said: "Please come on board Senior Mo!"

Yi Xiaoru and Wenhua floated on the boat, Wenhua hugged Mo Guiyi, and the boat shook for a while.

There were more than 20 people standing on the bank of the river, all of whom were the top masters who came this time, but the boat was too small to accommodate them, so they all stood on the shore and watched.