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Li Muchan has always been strange, Qiao Zaixian's martial arts are not the strongest, but he is bold, courageous, and fearless, even if he encounters Luo Jiangyan looking for trouble, he will laugh.

This Senior Sister Cheng made him change his color, which shows that he is powerful, what is the power? It is definitely not martial arts, and when he arrived at the windward building in the small city below, Li Muchan understood the reason.

Put three tables together to form a circle, then put a large bowl on the table, call for several large jars of wine, and the petite girl begins to toast. She smiled, her mouth was as sweet as honey, a senior brother on the left, a senior brother on the right, even in the face of Li Muchan, the little junior brother was affectionate, and she could melt her heart.

Under her smile and sweet words, no one could resist her persuasion, and after a while, the ten jars of Kung Fu liquor were all in everyone's stomachs, and ten more jars were called.

Li Muchan was persuaded to drink sixteen bowls, Qiao Zaixian and Lin Beihai drank more than ten bowls, and the women took turns to persuade them to drink, all of them laughed and laughed, and they didn't see any hostility, but they were happy.

Li Muchan smiled bitterly, this Senior Sister Cheng has a lot, Qiao Zaixian and Lin Beihai are all drunk, but Senior Sister Cheng's face does not change, as if she drank ten bowls of water. Even if she drank ten bowls of water, her stomach couldn't stand it, and compared these wines with her small belly, it stands to reason that she couldn't hold so much wine, but her face didn't change, and she smiled smartly.

It has been said in advance that it is not allowed to use internal force to force alcohol, otherwise it will be too boring, and you will be drunk if you are drunk, and you can't take tricks.

These ten altars went down, Qiao Zaixian and they were drunk for a while, but they no longer resisted, and Senior Sister Cheng drank them as soon as they persuaded them, but those who came did not persuade them.

In the blink of an eye, Kung Fu went down to ten altars, and Qiao Zaixian and everyone were not spared, and they all fell drunk on the table, only the two of them sat upright as usual, Li Muchan and Senior Sister Cheng.

Li Muchan already knew that her name was Cheng Fuxue, she was eighteen years old, she was very popular, she looked beautiful, but she had a heroic style, especially when she drank alcohol, she was better than a man.

Cheng Fuxue drank another bowl of gurgling, put the bowl down, looked at Li Muchan, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Li, what a lot of wine!" Her cheeks were crimson, delicate, and her eyes were clear.

Li Muchan also drank it all, gently put down the bowl, and said with a smile: "Senior Sister Cheng, I'm getting drunk." ”

"Hmph, if you can say this, it must be fine!" Cheng Fuxue waved her hand, lifted the wine jar and poured it for herself and Li Muchan, her movements were heroic, and a lot of wine overflowed.

Li Muchan said: "Senior Sister Cheng has a good amount of alcohol, she is really unseemly!"

"Do you think I'm a small person and a small amount of alcohol?!" Cheng Fuxue brought the big bowl to her mouth and squinted at him and snorted.

Li Muchan nodded and said frankly: "That's true. ”

After Cheng Fuxue drank it all, she tilted her head to look at him: "Senior Brother Li, how did you realize Chaoxia Gong, I also tried it, so dazed!"

Li Muchan said with a smile: "Senior sister didn't practice Chaoxia Gong, she really can't find a clue, and she won't be like this if she practices Chaoxia Gong." ”

"I practice what you men practice!" Cheng Fuxue waved her little hand and said, "But no matter how powerful the Chaoxia Gong is, it can't compare to the Yingyue Gong, and the senior brothers and junior brothers want to turn over!"

Li Muchan smiled bitterly and nodded slowly.

Cheng Fuxue said with a smile: "However, there is always hope, and the juniors and disciples will not give up halfway." ”

Li Muchan nodded slowly, he knew that there were male disciples of the Purple Palace who couldn't stand it before, gave up cultivation, went down the mountain, or cultivated in the WTO, or became disciples outside the mountain, many of them had good qualifications, Qiao Zaixian and Lin Beihai both sighed with emotion and regret when they mentioned it. ......

The two were talking, and four middle-aged men walked in on the third floor, dressed in dark shirts, with gloomy faces, and glanced at Li Muchan and them coldly, and when they saw that there were only the two of them, they didn't care, and sat around a table by the window. ..., Cheng Fuxue was facing away from them, but Li Muchan could see clearly that these four people were full of evil spirit, and there were no less than ten lives on their hands.

Cheng Fuxue felt something strange, turned her head to glance at it, and didn't care.

The four of them leaned forward, their heads almost touched, and they whispered together, but Li Muchan and Cheng Fuxue stopped talking.

Originally, there were only them on the third floor, and there were no other guests, but when someone came at this time, they couldn't talk too casually, Zishang Palace has always been mysterious, and they don't want outsiders to know.

Li Muchan squinted his eyes at them and said in a low voice, "Senior Sister Cheng, let's eat and drink to our heart's content, let's go back to the mountain." ”

"Okay, go back to the mountain. ”

Cheng Fuxue nodded with a smile: "This meal is really enjoyable, next time we won't look for them, just the two of us will drink!"

Li Muchan smiled: "Okay, I must accompany you!"

The two of them were about to wake up Qiao Zaixian and them, the four middle-aged people got up, and a burly young man with a round face asked, "You two are disciples of the Purple Clothes Palace, right?"

Cheng Fuxue stood up, turned her head to look at them, and after looking up and down, she smiled a little drunkly: "Yes, we are disciples of the Purple Clothes Palace!"

"Very good!" the burly round-faced young man grinned and waved his hand.

"I ......" The four cold knives came out of their sheaths, and they slashed towards Cheng Fuxue and Li Muchan, as fast as lightning.

Li Muchan frowned, pulled out his sword out of the saddle, and blocked it for Cheng Fuxue, Cheng Fuxue was a little drunk after all, her brain reacted, and her body couldn't keep up.

Seeing the knife coming, she was frightened into a cold sweat, and the alcohol dissipated at once, "One," a long sword crossed in front of her, blocking the two knives.

Li Muchan swung his sword and stabbed sharply, and said in a deep voice: "Senior sister, I will deal with them, you wake up senior brother and sister!"

Cheng Fuxue happily agreed, and slapped the yellow-shirted girl next to her with one palm: "Senior Sister Hu, wake up!"

The girl in the yellow shirt twisted her body and pushed her hand away, Cheng Fuxue hurriedly shouted: "Senior Sister Hu, there is an enemy coming to the door, wake up quickly!"

Senior Sister Hu sat up straight, her hazy eyes burst out, her apricot yellow shirt bulged up, and then the aroma of wine overflowed, and her eyes returned to clarity.

"It's them?!" she turned her head to look at Cheng Fuxue, whose eyes widened.

Cheng Fuxue was looking at Li Muchan and the four people blankly, and was shocked by the scene in front of her, Li Muchan's sword light was like electricity, attacking the four people like a raging storm, and the four of them retreated step by step.

The scene in front of her was completely different from what she expected, and it was far away.

......

Li Muchan said in a deep voice: "Senior Sister Cheng!

He didn't delay in speaking and swung his sword, and the sword light became more and more cold, like lightning slashing towards the four people, only the cold light in the sky was seen, and the long sword could not be seen.

Cheng Fuxue turned her head to look at Hu Xiaoyan: "Senior Sister Hu, take them down!"

"Okay!" Hu Xiaoyan nodded, floating into the sword light, a piece of sword light spilled out of her hand, her body was slender, and her movements were elegant and elegant.

The four middle-aged people secretly complained to themselves, and one Li Muchan overwhelmed them, and Hu Xiaoyan's swordsmanship looked light, and it was even more powerful.

"Let's go!" said the round-faced burly middle-aged man in a deep voice.

He knew that he couldn't do anything, this was the territory of the Purple Clothes Palace, and he couldn't stay longer, he originally thought that he would take advantage of the fact that they were drunk and weak, and kill them to avenge the brothers, but now it seems that he underestimated the Purple Clothes Palace, and an ordinary disciple has such a powerful swordsmanship.

The other three middle-aged men should retreat slowly.

"Hmph!" Cheng Fuxue sneered, and suddenly stopped the staircase. Li Muchan slowly relaxed, as if the attack just now was too fierce, and he wanted to take a breath, Hu Xiaoyan's swordsmanship was exquisite, different from his fierceness, elegant and calm, like the corners of a woman's light clothes.

"Bang!" the round-faced burly middle-aged man slammed into the window, and the window exploded.

Li Muchan jumped, as fast as a ghost, and instantly caught up with the burly middle-aged man, and the cold light flashed and disappeared, and he retreated, and came behind another middle-aged man, and the cold light flashed again. ...,

"Big brother, second brother!" The other two middle-aged men shouted that they saw Li Muchan's body like a ghost, and his sword like lightning, stabbing the two of them in their vests, and the two of them slowly fell. Cheng Fuxue and Hu Xiaoyan were surprised, they didn't expect Li Muchan's swordsmanship to be so powerful.

Li Muchan stopped drinking "hey", flashed twice like a ghost, and suddenly the two middle-aged men were hit by swords in their backs, and slowly fell to the ground, glaring at Li Muchan with angry eyes.

Li Muchan was on the ground with his long sword, his face was pale, his chest rose and fell violently, and his heavy wheezing sound was clearly audible, and he slowly lowered his head.

"Senior Brother Li?" Cheng Fuxue called softly.

Li Muchan slowly raised his head and said with a reluctant smile: "Senior Sister Cheng, Senior Sister Hu, if they don't die, make up for two swords, I won't do it." ”

"Senior Brother Li, are you—?" Cheng Fuxue hurriedly asked.

Li Muchan shook his head and gasped: "I've run out of strength and can't move." ”

"I'm coming!" Hu Xiaoyan said, drawing her sword and stabbing the four of them in the chest, this time they would definitely die, she moved neatly and lightly.

Li Muchan sighed secretly, this Senior Sister Hu is also a murderer without blinking. ...... The four middle-aged people all swallowed their breath, Li Muchan sat cross-legged on the floor to breathe, and the Chaoxia sword on his knees was not stained with blood, bright and cold. Cheng Fuxue and Hu Xiaoyan woke everyone up, and as soon as their internal strength was transformed into alcohol, they regained their consciousness, and then saw the scene in front of them: Li Muchan was sitting next to the four corpses, with his sword on his knees, and his eyes were closed to breathe. Although he sat quietly, he exuded a cold air, they couldn't help but shudder, and the little junior brother in front of him suddenly changed to a different person, which was intimidating. Qiao Zai hurriedly asked, "Senior Sister Cheng, what's going on?"

"Hmph, Senior Brother Qiao, you're embarrassed to ask!" Cheng Fuxue said angrily: "We are working hard, but you are sleeping!" Qiao Zaixian wiped his face and smiled bitterly: "I'm really drunk!"

"Who knows who they are!" Cheng Fuxue said angrily: "I was nervous, and when I heard that we were from the Purple Clothes Palace, I pounced." ”

"It seems to be an enemy. Qiao Zaixian said: "We have a lot of enemies in the Purple Clothes Palace, but fortunately, senior sister, you are not drunk." ”

"I don't have any credit!" Cheng Fuxue pointed at Li Muchan: "These four were all killed by Senior Brother Li!"

"Senior Brother Li is still learning swords. "Joe Jae-hyun. Cheng Fuxue said: "It's really the Chaoxia Sword Technique!" "Senior Brother Qiao, Senior Brother Lin, you can't use these two swords!"

Li Muchan's two swords just now had been replaying in her mind, lifelike in front of her, and she suddenly thought that these two swords were the wind chasing sword style, and they were indeed Chaoxia swordsmanship. She is very familiar with the Chaoxia swordsmanship, and usually learns more from the male disciples, they all use the Chaoxia swordsmanship, know themselves and know the enemy, and they are invincible in a hundred battles, and they have also made some hard work on the Chaoxia swordsmanship. The swordsmanship is different from the palm fist technique, which can make up for the lack of internal strength, and the Chaoxia swordsmanship is also powerful, not inferior to their swordsmanship. The male disciples want to find their way back, and there is only one way to practice swordsmanship, and in order to maintain their advantage, they also have to practice swordsmanship hard, and they are familiar with Chaoxia swordsmanship.

Li Muchan slowly opened his eyes, smiled at everyone, put away the sword and returned it to the sheath, Hu Xiaoyan kept staring at Li Muchan's sword, and suddenly said: "Senior Brother Li, this is the Chaoxia sword, right?"

Li Muchan nodded: "Yes." ”

"Be careful with this sword. Hu Xiaoyan said.

Li Muchan said with a smile: "I understand, this sword can only be sheathed when it sees blood, and the evil spirit is very strong. ”

"It's good that you know. Hu Xiaoyan bowed his head. Everyone was a little confused, not knowing what was going on, Cheng Fuxue urged everyone to leave first, take the four people away, and find a place to bury them, so as not to leave trouble. ...... This incident did not cause waves, after they returned to the mountain, Cheng Fuxue and Hu Xiaoyan went to the Chaoxia Hall and reported to the palace master Qin Yeqiu. After that, there was no more news, and Li Muchan ignored it and focused on swordsmanship cultivation. He found that this Chaoxia swordsmanship was indeed exquisite, and when combined with Chaoxia Gong, it was extremely powerful. However, this set of swordsmanship is not perfect, the disadvantage is that it is too profound, although it is the most basic one hundred and eight styles, but it is still too difficult for ordinary disciples to understand thoroughly. Each of these one hundred and eight styles is powerful, and the premise is that you can comprehend it and use it properly, otherwise you will not be able to exert its power. ..., Li Muchan killed the four middle-aged people with a style of swordsmanship - chasing the wind style, and after cooperating with Chaoxia Gong, it was really like a ghost like the wind, and it was extremely fast. The power of this style comes from the depth of cultivation, the deeper the cultivation, the stronger the power, and the shallow cultivation is weak, and there is no way to take advantage of it. Each of the other styles has such power, the key is to use it at the right time, and he sees Qiao Zaixian and them performing swordsmanship, but they are all wonderful. It's no wonder that Li Muchan can comprehend the wonders because he has studied hundreds of swordsmanship and seen all kinds of martial arts, and his martial arts cultivation is broad and profound, far from being comparable to ordinary people.

Qin Yeqiu came over every three days to teach him swordsmanship, and he didn't say a word about the events of that day, as if it had never happened, and Li Muchan didn't ask much. She still has no resentment against Li Muchan, as if she has always been wary, she doesn't say a word of nonsense, only talks about swordsmanship, Li Muchan doesn't know much, and concentrates on practicing swordsmanship. In the evening of this day, at the end of the day, Qin Yeqiu finally finished passing on the one hundred and eight style swordsmanship, returned the long sword to the sheath, looked at him a few times, and shook his head.

Li Muchan smiled: "Senior sister, what's wrong?"

Qin Yeqiu said: "The one hundred and eight style swordsmanship is finished, you have practiced it first, and you are not in a hurry to learn the thirty-six styles." ”

Li Muchan returned the sword to the sheath and said, "Yes, one hundred and eight styles are exquisite enough." ”

Qin Yeqiu shook his head: "One hundred and eight styles are only the basics, far worse than thirty-six styles, and there are nine forms, which are more powerful." ”

Li Muchan groaned, and Qin Yeqiu said, "Don't swallow and spit out, just say it!"

Li Muchan said: "Senior sister, I think the one hundred and eight style is still too difficult. ”

"You can't comprehend?" Qin Yeqiu said lightly: "Listen to Senior Sister Cheng, your swordsmanship is outstanding. ”

Li Muchan shook his head: "It's just blind, it's a coincidence!"

Qin Yeqiu glanced at him, but didn't mention it anymore, and said lightly: "I'm going to Qingyue Valley in two days, you can come with me." (To be continued.) [Text provided by]