"Whew!"

"Ding......

With a light roar, Yi Xiaoru's long sword flew out, and the tip of the sword swept past Feng Zui's throat, leaving no trace, Feng Zui was stunned and looked at Li Muchan not far away.

It was Li Muchan's stone that flew the long sword just now.

Yi Xiaoru's face changed slightly, she breathed a sigh of relief, and glared at Feng Zui angrily: "You are really tired!"

Feng Zui smiled and said, "Senior Sister Yi, I'd rather die if I fall to such a point!"

"Hmph, it's not so easy to die!" Yi Xiaoru glanced at him and sealed his acupoint.

Li Muchan passed through the sword light all the way and floated over.

"Big brother?" Yi Xiaoru looked at Li Muchan in embarrassment, not knowing what to do with Feng Zui.

Li Muchan put his palm on the top of Feng Zui's head, and said in a deep voice: "I'll kill him with my hands!"

Everyone stopped suddenly, their faces were gloomy under the moonlight, their eyes were cold, and they looked at Li Muchan and Yi Xiaoru like dead people.

Li Muchan smiled: "Feng Zui is the pillar of your Divine Sword Sect, now that it falls into our hands, what can you do?"

"The surname is Li, how are you doing?" a burly old man stepped forward and shouted in a deep voice.

Li Muchan said: "Where is Sect Master Zhao?"

"We don't know the whereabouts of the sect master!" the burly old man snorted.

Li Muchan shook his head and sighed: "We only talk to the sect master, you can't be the master." ”

"What's the matter, let's hear it!" the burly old man snorted and sneered, "You are not worthy of seeing the sect master!"

Li Muchan said: "I heard that your Divine Sword Sect also has a magic weapon, I want to see it!"

"Good boy, so bold!" The burly old man's face changed slightly, and he sneered: "You want our magic weapon?!"

Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "Feng Zui changes the magic weapon, will your sect master change it?"

"You're dreaming!" the burly old man sneered and said disdainfully, "It's all of us together." It's not worth the magic weapon. You're going to die early!"

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "The living are not as valuable as the dead, but I don't believe it!"

The burly old man said coldly: "The surname is Li." It's not that you don't know that the magic weapon is the root of our Divine Sword Sect, the sect master will never compromise, and Xiao Feng's life and death are fate. You can do it!"

Li Muchan frowned, his eyes swept over the people opposite one by one, it seemed that the burly old man's words were true, and he turned his head to look at Feng Zui again: "Brother Feng, where is the magic weapon?"

Feng Zui's dumb was unraveled at once, and he looked at Li Muchan with a smile: "It turns out that you want to get a magic weapon, your Yin Sect's ambition is not small!"

Li Muchan smiled: "It's just a little selfishness on my part, I'm very curious about magic weapons, and I want to really see one or two!"

The corners of Feng Zui's mouth twitched slightly. With a mocking smile: "Brother Li, you are delusional!"

Li Muchan frowned, he used his heart to know, from Feng Zui's mind. The magic weapon was held by Zhao Yuanming. It is also a sword, and outsiders can't touch it.

――――

Yi Xiaoru turned her head to look at Li Muchan. Don’t know whether to wind a watch or bark at the moon.

Li Muchan was just about to speak, when he suddenly turned to the south, and more than a dozen people floated in under the moonlight, wearing gray robes, stepping on the roof and fluttering over, and fell in front of them in a blink of an eye.

"Uncle Mo!" Yi Xiaoru was stunned, and hurriedly stepped forward to bow to a thin old man.

Li Muchan recognized this thin old man, looking dry, as if a gust of wind could blow him down, but he was the patriarch of the Sword Sect, with an inexplicable surname and excellent swordsmanship.

"Well, who is this catch?" Mo Guiyi looked at Feng Zui.

"It's an elite disciple of the Divine Sword Sect, Feng Zui. Yi Xiaoru replied obediently, Li Muchan took his palm, retreated to Yi Xiaoru's side, and smiled at the dozen masters.

These dozen or so people are all top masters of various sects, and seeing that their faces are not good, they obviously came from the river, and they may have just survived the difficulties.

was ambushed by the Excalibur Sect, they had a fire in their hearts, and he didn't want to touch their moldy heads, lest he become a target for anger.

The Seven Sects of the Ten Thousand Saints Sect don't have a good impression of themselves, and the Hidden Sect is weak, because of their own joining, injecting a fresh force, they will definitely have a seizure if they have the opportunity.

Mo Guiyi lightly bowed: "Oh, elite disciple, Feng Zui, are you willing to surrender?"

"Hey, interesting!" Feng Zui's face did not change, and he sneered: "You surrender, you still want to mess around when you get to our territory?...... You're from there, aren't you? Do you have a longer memory?"

"Stubborn, it's useless to keep it!" Mo Guiyi snorted coldly, and suddenly slapped a palm on the top of Feng Zui's head, and "bang" Feng Zui fell straight down.

"Uncle Mo!" Yi Xiaoru shouted.

Mo Guiyi turned his head and glared at her: "What, what are you doing with such a scourge?!"

Yi Xiaoru glanced at Feng Zui, who fell to the ground and died of exhaustion, pointed to the opposite side, and said in a low voice: "Uncle Mo, we are using him to blackmail those guys!"

The opposite side had already fried the pot, all of them were red, their eyes were full of madness, they swung their swords and attacked, and a group of people came out of the house, about thirty of them, and surrounded them at once.

Mo Gui had no time to talk to Yi Xiaoru, drew his sword and stabbed at the people around him, because he killed Feng Zui, people recognized him, and more than a dozen besieged him in an instant.

Li Muchan pulled Yi Xiaoru back, so as not to be affected, and some people attacked the two, but they were lightly dissolved by Li Muchan, fluttering out of the circle and hiding in the darkness.

"Big brother...... Yi Xiaoru was a little angry, and snorted in a low voice, she didn't react, but she guessed that Li Muchan could react, but she didn't stop it.

Li Muchan shook his head and said, "Forget it, Feng Zui is a scourge to stay, and he will die sooner or later." ”

Yi Xiaoru had a calm jade face and snorted: "But Uncle Mo is also arbitrary, he doesn't ask us, he directly kills him, stabs a hornet's nest, and keeps Feng drunk first, which can save a lot of effort!"

Li Muchan said with a smile: "Uncle Mo is also confident, they are not afraid of coming hard, I'm afraid I wish they were coming, just kill people to vent!"

"Hmph!" Yi Xiaoru had a calm jade face, and she felt uncomfortable all the time.

――――

After a while, seeing Li Muchan walking and stopping, hiding in the shadows, she asked curiously: "Big brother, what are we doing here?"

Li Muchan smiled: "Let's see if we can catch a big fish!"

"Big fish?" Yi Xiaoru frowned: "Sect Master Zhao won't be here, right?"

Li Muchan shook his head: "I don't know, let's see." ”

Yi Xiaoru looked around curiously, but they were in the alley, under the shadow of the wall, silently, in case someone passed by, they would definitely be frightened.

Li Muchan took her jade hand. Suddenly, it swooped. After going to the roof, fluttering like the wind, in the blink of an eye, came to a small alley to hide in the shadow.

"Shut up. Li Muchan said in a low voice.

Yi Xiaoru was busy using the method of collecting rest. Li Muchan once passed on this method to her, and she was deeply samadhi, and once she restrained her breath, others could not feel it.

A moment later. The slight fluttering sound of clothes sounded, approaching from a distance, getting closer and closer, and the two of them breathed, blending in with their surroundings and disappearing in the shadows.

After two breaths, a person appeared, and in the moonlight, she could clearly see the person opposite, fat like a ball. Walking on the street, it is hard to believe that he is a martial arts practitioner, but he looks like a rich man. It became like this because of eating too well and lacking physical labor.

He has a small nose and small eyes. It looks a little ridiculous, like a group of amiable businessmen. He was about 50 years old and looked a little nervous.

But his steps were light, and he did not match his figure at all, and when he walked like the wind, there was only the slight sound of his clothes fluttering, and he walked through the alley like a tanuki, and in a blink of an eye he came to the two of them, and did not notice the two of them hidden in the shadows.

"Bang!" Li Muchan suddenly shot out and slapped the old man's vest.

The old man froze in place, motionless, and Li Muchan sealed the acupoints around him.

"Let's go. ”

Li Muchan carried the old man, like the old man before, walking as fast as the wind, silently like a raccoon cat, and in the blink of an eye, he walked through this long alley, came to the river, and jumped into a boat.

There was a light in the boat, and the light was faint, like the stars in the sky.

Xiuxiu came out of it and smiled smartly: "Childe, Miss Yi!"

"Xiuxiu, when did you come over?" Yi Xiaoru asked curiously.

"I was summoned by Childe, and I've been waiting here!" she smiled coquettishly, pointing at the round-faced old man: "Childe, who is this?"

"Don't ask, sail!" Li Muchan waved his hand.

"Okay. Xiuxiu agreed, picked up a long bamboo pole and pushed it into the river, and the boat swung away, and in a blink of an eye it entered the center of the river.

――――

Li Muchan put the old man down, then sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, and made a strange handprint, and his left index finger was on the center of the old man's eyebrows, motionless.

Xiuxiu looked at Li Muchan curiously while holding the boat, Yi Xiaoru was also inexplicable, but seeing Li Muchan's solemn expression, she didn't dare to disturb.

Li Muchan's face turned pale, and the blood faded quickly, seeing that the two women were frightened, they restrained their voices even more, and Xiuxiu's movements became more and more gentle, not letting the boat have a bump.

A tea time was very long in their feelings, Li Muchan slowly withdrew his hand, and another handprint fell on the dantian position, motionless.

His pale face did not recover, and after another cup of tea, Li Muchan opened his eyes, his face was still pale and bloodless.

"Big brother, what's wrong?" Yi Xiaoru hurriedly asked.

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "It doesn't matter,...... Finally got something out!"

"What the hell is going on?" Yi Xiaoru asked.

"I used soul searching. Li Muchan shook his head and sighed: "This technique is a bit against the sky, so the backlash is extremely powerful." ”

"It's best not to use such a powerful secret method!" Yi Xiaoru said angrily.

She looked at Li Muchan like this, inexplicably angry, and complained that he didn't cherish his body.

Li Muchan said with a smile: "This technique is very counterproductive, but it is very useful, but it's a pity that I want to use it again this year, and it will really kill me if I use it again!"

"Childe, this soul searching technique can only be used once a year?" Xiuxiu asked curiously.

Li Muchan nodded: "Well, at most once a year...... Xiao Ru, this old man is really an important person, and he is in charge of the wealth and power of the Divine Sword Sect. ”

"Financial power?" Yi Xiaoru was stunned, and his face changed slightly: "He has the money of the Divine Sword Sect?"

"Not bad!" Li Muchan smiled: "Let's get rich this time!"

Xiuxiu hurriedly shouted, "Childe, how much money do you have?"

Li Muchan pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "There are millions of taels of silver." ”

"Wow!" Xiuxiu exclaimed, "Million...... With so much money, how many houses can you buy!"

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "Xiuxiu, you are just so promising, what do you do when you buy a house, wouldn't it be better to buy a shop!"

"Yes, yes. Xiuxiu nodded busily, and smiled: "Childe, you buy a shop, I'll help you watch it!"

Li Muchan smiled: "Okay, you look for it slowly." Behold which one closes its eyes. ”

"Thank you, Childe!" Xiuxiu smiled like a flower. Glamorous and charming.

――――

Yi Xiaoru frowned and said, "Big brother, do you mean we want to swallow it alone?"

Li Muchan smiled: "Silly girl, you still want to talk to everyone?...... It's a thing. Let's ask the sect master!"

"Okay. Yi Xiaoru nodded slowly and said, "I always think it's not good for us to swallow it, in case everyone knows about it in the future......"

"If you know, you know. Li Muchan said with a smile: "Whoever changes will swallow it alone." ”

"Then I'll ask Master. Yi Xiaoru said helplessly.

"Bang!" there was a muffled sound, and the sky exploded into a cloud of snowy fireworks. But it was in the shape of a sword, hanging in the air for a long time.

"Do we want to go over?" Yi Xiaoru asked.

It's a long story, but in fact, the two of them left there for only a quarter of an hour, and presumably there was a fierce fight, and everyone passed.

This is the signal of the Divine Sword Sect, they can't resist it, and they beckons to their companions.

Li Muchan smiled: "Let's go over and have a look!"

As soon as they left, it was nothing, and the discovery of the lair of the Divine Sword Sect had completed the task, and the people of the Hidden Sect were responsible for finding out the news. You don't have to do it yourself.

found the news in the old man's mind, but wanted to go back, so as not to make everyone suspicious.

Again. Yi Xiaoru is too straight. If she leaves, she will be uneasy, so she might as well join in the fun.

Li Muchan turned his head and ordered, "Xiuxiu." Find a stone to sink this man. ”

"Ah......" Xiuxiu suddenly made a bitter face.

Li Muchan said: "This little thing can't be done?...... The old man looked kind, and the woman who destroyed his hands was not a hundred but eighty. ”

"He's so hateful?" Xiuxiu's eyes widened suddenly.

Li Muchan nodded: "There are few good things in the Divine Sword Sect, this old man is a pervert, he has ruined a lot of good girls, and he is cheaper to die a hundred times!"

"Yes, Childe, I'll sink him!" Xiuxiu snorted.

Li Muchan smiled, hugged Yi Xiaoru, walked on the waves, and after returning to the shore, he then swept against the roof, and returned to the lair of the Divine Sword Sect in a blink of an eye.

The old lair of the Divine Sword Sect was brightly lit, clanging, and the sword light and sword shadow were cold, and hundreds of people were in a mess.

There was a piece lying on the ground, Li Muchan glanced at it, there were about thirty of them, all of them were from the Divine Sword Sect, and more than thirty people were broken at this moment, and they all seemed to be hard hands.

As soon as Li Muchan and Yi Xiaoru appeared, six gray-robed middle-aged men suddenly rushed over with swords, their sword light flashing, and they went straight to the point.

"Xiaoru, kill it. Li Muchan shook his head, the sword light on his waist flashed, and the six gray-robed middle-aged figures that pounced on him stagnated and slowly fell.

――――

Yi Xiaoru was about to make a move, but the six of them were already dead, Li Muchan's sword was too fast, and more than a dozen gray-robed people rushed over.

A steady stream of gray-robed people appeared in all directions, all of whom were disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, some rushed towards Li Muchan and Yi Xiaoru, and some rushed towards Mo Guiyi.

Li Muchan shook his head: "There are too few of our people, it's too big!"

"Uncle Mo, they are all top masters, and these are enough. Yi Xiaoru said.

"Tigers are afraid of wolves. Li Muchan's sword light flashed, and five people suddenly fell, and the sword light flashed again, and the rest of the people fell.

His swordsmanship has become more and more mature, and he has improved a lot, looking at these people's swordsmanship, it is like a child dancing wildly, and it can be broken with a sword.

Yi Xiaoru saw that he was so brave, so she didn't do anything anymore and let him run amok.

Another group of more than a dozen people rushed over, they were all red-eyed, not afraid of death, but they were not convinced when they saw Li Muchan's power.

Li Muchan's three swords wiped out these dozen or so disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, standing still in place, lying around a circle of people, after a while, the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who fell were almost the same as those who fell before, scaring everyone.

Li Muchan didn't move, and more than 20 people surrounded Li Muchan and Yi Xiaoru, separated by three meters, not daring to get too close, but they didn't retreat.

Li Muchan shook his head, looking at Mo Guiyi and their fight in the distance, their swordsmanship is skillful, but their opponents are not bad, they are all gray-robed old men, and their cultivation is profound.

Mo Guiyi's swordsmanship was the best, but he was entangled by four gray-robed old men, and after more than a hundred moves, he stabbed one, and immediately another one was on top.

With the tacit cooperation of the four people, the power of the swordsmanship has increased greatly, which is not much worse than Mo Guiyi, and it can barely be dragged down, and the surrounding situation is about the same.

Mo Guiyi They have excellent martial arts, far superior to the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, but they can't stand the crowd, and it is difficult to get out after being entangled, so although the fight is fierce, there are few deaths, and at most they are injured.

Yi Xiaoru frowned and looked at it for a while, and said in a low voice, "Big brother, do you want to help?"

Li Muchan shook his head: "It's troublesome to help...... Let's go inside!"

Yi Xiaoru looked at Mo Guiyi and them, thought about Li Muchan's words, felt reasonable, and followed Li Muchan inside, and more than 20 people nervously followed the two.

Li Muchan came to the front of the hall and stopped, shook his head, there was no one in the hall.

At this moment, a broken cry sounded, Li Muchan turned his head to look, and more than two dozen gray-robed old men fluttered over, like more than two dozen bats in the moonlight.

――――

Li Muchan saw that the first person was Zhao Yuanming, the sect master of the Divine Sword Sect, with a square face, blazing eyes, and eyes like lightning, which made people dare not look directly.

"The surname is Mo, you are so bold!" Zhao Yuanming fell to the ground and sneered: "Dare to hit the door, there is growth!"

Mo Guiyi sneered: "Zhao Yuanming, today is the end of your Divine Sword Sect!"

"Okay, I'm going to see how capable you are!" Zhao Yuanming sneered and slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist.

Li Muchan found that there was a touch of red on the sword body, looming, and it was difficult to find if he didn't pay attention.

Mo Guiyi's face changed slightly: "Nether Sword!"

Zhao Yuanming drew his sword and pointed at Mo Guiyi: "The Netherworld Sword hasn't drunk blood for a long time, so I'll take your sacrificial sword today!"

Mo Guiyi said in a deep voice: "Everyone be careful, this Nether Sword is a magic weapon, and the one surnamed Zhao is going to fight hard!"

Everyone's hearts sank slightly, they all knew the power of the magic weapon, this Zhao Yuanming was simply using the magic weapon as soon as it appeared.

Li Muchan showed an excited expression, his eyes burst out with a trace of gold, and then disappeared, no one noticed anything unusual, he exerted his heart to the extreme, and completely drilled into Zhao Yuanming's mind.

This is an important juncture to get the magic weapon mantra, the opportunity is rare, he urged his heart to the extreme, to reach the realm of selflessness and soullessness, as if the soul is out of the body, drilled into Zhao Yuanming's body, he incarnated as Zhao Yuanming, and he looked at everything around him.