Long Jingyue frowned and looked at him: "Wuji, are you crazy?!"

Li Muchan said: "Master, this should be able to drag on for a while." ”

Long Jingyue shook her head.

Li Muchan's contribution to Tianyuan Pavilion is so great that no one can match it, and expelling him will chill the hearts of all the disciples, and it will even make people in the world laugh.

Li Muchan said: "Master, expel me first, and then bring me in after a while, anyway, no one said that those who were expelled from the sect can't return!"

Bai Mingqiu laughed out loud and glanced at him, which was too shameless.

Long Jingyue shook her head and smiled: "This will annoy Hua Qingzong and play with them!"

Li Muchan said: "What about playing with them!"

Long Jingyue knew him very well, knew his thoughts, and sighed: "Wuji, you have a good understanding and work hard, but it's not a matter of one person to threaten Huaqing Sect, don't force yourself too much!"

Li Muchan shook his head and said softly, "Master, I can do it!"

Long Jingyue could hear the resoluteness in his tone, and was secretly worried, afraid that he would be opportunistic and find a shortcut, martial arts to such a realm as him, it would be difficult to take a step forward, once the consequences of the trick were serious, he would almost die if he went crazy.

She said softly: "Wuji, everyone comes up with ideas together, don't carry it alone!"

Li Muchan smiled: "Master is too worried, I know it in my heart!"

"You......" Long Jingyue shook her head, the more he said this, the more she felt weak in her heart, and she had to get into trouble every time, and she was bold.

As he was talking, Zhu Ling's crisp voice came from outside: "Pavilion Master, Elder Su and Young Master Su ask to see him!"

"Please come in. Long Jingyue frowned.

She looked at Li Muchan and motioned for him to hide, Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "Master, I just want to meet them!"

"Don't mess around!" Long Jingyue hurriedly waved her hand: "Come in!"

She knows Li Muchan's temper, has no scruples, and can do anything.

Li Muchan sat with a smile, not speaking or moving.

Bai Mingqiu said: "Master, it's nothing if he sees it. ”

Long Jingyue glared at Li Muchan angrily: "That's it, your wings are hard now." My words don't work!"

Li Muchan was not provoked by her. Still sitting firmly.

Footsteps sounded, and the two slowly walked into the main hall, and the first one was an old man with white eyebrows, his eyes were blazing, and his spirit was so vigorous.

Behind him was a handsome young man of medium stature, with handsome eyebrows, wearing a moon-white robe with a face like a crown of jade. Eyes like cold stars.

"Elder Su, Young Master Su, please!" Long Jingyue stretched out her jade hand, smiled lukewarmly, got up and left the carpet and sat down on the chair in the middle.

Li Muchan secretly applauded, this is the style of the lord of a pavilion. Although Huaqing Sect is strong, it wasn't a shrunken turtle last time!

Although he has the eight solutions of the sword, he did not accept the love of Hua Qingzong, it is the credit of his senior sister, otherwise her grandfather would not have given the secret note.

"Dragon Pavilion Master, excuse me. Elder Su smiled and sat down on the chair opposite.

Li Muchan glanced at him, his cultivation was slightly better than himself, and Su Pingyang's cultivation behind him was a cut below him.

Li Muchan will not despise the other party because of this. Only after entering the Spiegel Sect did I understand the essence of the four major sects. These disciples of the four major sects don't know what kind of mastery they have, and they are surprisingly successful at a critical time.

"Who is this little brother, ......?" Elder Su looked at Li Muchan.

Long Jingyue said, "Elder Su." This is Li Wuji, a disciple of the Spiegel Sect. ”

"Your Pavilion's secret disciple?" Elder Su said in surprise: "Little Brother Li's name is like thunder, I didn't expect to meet here, Little Brother Li broke through the stone forest?"

Long Jingyue pursed her lips and smiled: "This kid just broke out of the stone forest and ran back." ”

Li Muchan clenched his fists, smiling rather than smiling: "I've seen Elder Su!"

Elder Su waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Li Shaoxia broke out of the stone forest so quickly, and he has been in the sect for less than half a year, right?"

Li Muchan smiled: "It's just a fluke." ”

"Hehe, the stone forest of the Ming Mirror Sect is not lucky!" Elder Su shook his head with a smile: "Pingyang, you saw it!"

Su Pingyang smiled and hugged his fist at Li Muchan: "Brother Li, fortunately, in Xia Su Pingyang!"

Li Muchan nodded and said lightly: "I heard that Brother Su wants to marry a senior sister?"

"It depends on what the white girl means, and I have admired the white girl for a long time. Su Pingyang smiled handsomely and looked at Bai Mingqiu with burning eyes.

Bai Mingqiu's eyes fell on the window, as if he was looking at the scenery, and ignored him.

Su Pingyang touched his nose and smiled a little wryly: "Brother Li won't object, right?"

Li Muchan smiled: "I don't think Brother Su is worthy of Senior Sister!"

"Huh-?" As soon as these words came out, everyone looked sideways.

Long Jingyue frowned and glared at him, Bai Mingqiu's ears moved, as if he didn't hear it, he was still staring at the window, and the faces of Su Pingyang and Elder Su changed.

Su Pingyangjun's face sank and recovered, shaking his head and laughing: "Brother Li is really fast-talking, in Brother Li's eyes, there is no man in this world who is worthy of a white girl, right?"

Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "Others may not, but you are not worthy." ”

Without waiting for Su Pingyang's face to change, he continued: "If you want to marry your senior sister, pass me first, if you can't beat me, how can you protect your senior sister?!"

"Brother Li......" Su Pingyang sank his face.

He could no longer maintain the demeanor of a disciple of a famous sect, and no one dared to talk to him like this since he was a child, and anger surged in his chest.

Li Muchan interrupted him: "How about a discussion?"

“...... That's exactly what I mean!" Su Pingyang nodded without hesitation.

Li Muchan got up and smiled: "I've always wanted to learn from Huaqing Sect, I was lucky to win a move and a half, Brother Su get away!"

Li Muchan, his rival in love, was too lazy to say good things, and he couldn't wait to slap out 108,000 miles and disappear forever.

Su Pingyang hesitated for a moment and nodded slowly: "Okay!"

Li Muchan came to the center and drew his sword out of the sheath: "Say it in advance, I practice the Great Zhou Tian Sword Technique!"

"Tianshui Sword!" Su Pingyang said in a deep voice.

The anger was surging and almost drowned him, his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, and his handsome eyes glared at Li Muchan like fire.

Li Muchan pointed at Su Pingyang with the tip of his sword, and said lightly: "Brother Su, please-!"

"Ding ......" two sword lights lit up, and they exchanged blows from time to time.

Li Muchan stood still in place, Su Pingyang rotated around him, the sword light and the body method matched, like clouds and flowing water, endlessly.

Li Muchan's feet did not move, the sword momentum was slow and calm, as if he was standing there leisurely, and from time to time he lazily stabbed out a sword, which was indescribably relaxed and comfortable.

Each of his swords forced Su Pingyang's sword momentum to stagnate, and the flowing sword intent was destroyed, and he couldn't gather momentum.

The power of the Tianshui Sword is formless and unpredictable, and the sword intent is accumulating like water entering a dam, and the power is getting stronger and stronger.

Li Muchan had never seen the Tianshui Sword, but he could break its sword intent.

The Twelve Swords of Tianyuan were born from the martial arts of Huaqing Sect, and the Twelve Swords have a style of flowing water sword, with a trace of the shadow of the Tianshui Sword, and he broke the Tianshui Sword to get twice the result with half the effort.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding ......" Li Muchan's sword became more and more accurate, and each time he accurately stabbed Su Pingyang's sword body, interrupting his sword momentum.

Su Pingyang's sword momentum was stuck, his body was blocked, the sword and his body were integrated, and if one was broken, two would be broken.

As his body slowed down, Su Pingyang's handsome face turned red, becoming redder and redder as if congested, and his breathing became heavy.

His internal strength and mental method changed imperceptibly and was affected.

Elder Su stiffened his face, and his internal strength was ready to move at any time, seeing that Su Pingyang was defeated.

"Snort!" The sword light flashed, Li Muchan put away the sword, Su Pingyang covered his wrist, glared at Li Muchan in surprise, and looked down at his hand.

"You-!" Elder Su was furious, appeared beside Su Pingyang, pulled his wrist, and after a while, his face was gloomy: "Li Wuji, you are so bold!"

Li Muchan stabbed Su Pingyang's wrist with a sword, but it did not hurt his muscles and bones, and the meaning of the demonstration was clearly revealed.

"Agreed!" Li Muchan clenched his fists and smiled: "What advice does Elder Su have?"

"Old man's hands are itchy!" Elder Su sneered. (To be continued.) )