The woods are dim, and the white bluestone is steady, allowing the eyes to adapt, and at the same time, the internal force is circulating, and the whole body is tense, beware of sudden plots.

The woods are dim, and the white bluestone is steady, allowing the eyes to adapt, and at the same time, the internal force is circulating, and the whole body is tense, beware of sudden plots.

After a few moments, his eyes adjusting to the darkness and being able to see his surroundings clearly, he stepped forward.

Stepping on the thick and soft leaves, secretly lifting his breath, his steps are silent, suddenly fast, suddenly slow, like a raccoon, vigorous and agile, without the slightest sign of old age.

Finally came to the place where Li Muchan fell just now, there was no movement around him, it was so quiet that it was panicking, the tighter his heart was, the more cautious he became.

With this point as the center of the circle, he circled around and around it, until he poked out more than fifty zhang, but he still didn't find that Li Muchan seemed to turn into a breeze and disappeared into the forest.

Bai Qingshi frowned and stopped, falling into thought, it is not a good thing to be so quiet, there is no one to see, there must be some conspiracy in this Zhan Ran.

At this moment, a long howl came from a distance.

Bai Qingshi's face changed greatly, Huo Ran looked behind him, flew diagonally up to the treetops, flew against the treetops, and rushed towards the direction where the howling sound came.

He was so anxious that he knew that he had fallen for it, this bald donkey, so cunning, to lure himself here, and then sneak back and kill the rest of the men.

It's so ruthless, how can you still be a monk!?

He fought hard, his internal force was desperately urging, everything in front of him flew quickly, and suddenly he heard a muffled snort, from the depths of the woods, not far away.

He was more anxious, quickened his speed, and came to a place in the woods, where a young man was lying in a muffled position just now, his expression was stunned, his eyes were wide open, and he was full of unwillingness.

Bai Qingshi gritted his teeth, squeaked, and his eyes were blazing.

He turned and continued to sprint, skimming out of the woods, and when he reached the trail, where he had done before, he came to a halt.

At this time, on the trail, under the setting sun, Li Muchan's gray clothes were fluttering, and he was shining around with one enemy and four middle-aged swords like snow.

The corners of Bai Qingshi's mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a strange sneer, his eyes were blazing, and he wanted to cut Li Muchan with a thousand knives.

Through the sword light, Li Muchan smiled at him.

He was in the middle of a four-person joint attack, with eight swords in his left hand, an empty right hand, and a long sword in his sheath.

Bai Qingshi floated forward, stood a foot away, and smiled coldly: "If I don't kill you bald donkey today, the old man will not be a man!"

Li Muchan's sword light was rolling, like layers of white clouds, resisting the siege of the four, and smiled slightly: "The predecessor has a fierce killing intent, why do you only do lip service and don't do it?"

The last time I met, I already understood that Qingshi cultivation is indeed profound, and the moves are exquisite, and in terms of internal force cultivation, I am a little worse, but with my own divine power, I am not afraid at all.

Otherwise, he would have sent a signal for help a long time ago, and he would never have been a hero in vain.

Bai Qingshi sneered, drew his sword and unsheathed: "Okay, the old man will fulfill you!"

Li Muchan frowned, as far as he knew, this white bluestone is good at boxing, why did he draw his sword? Could it be that it was deliberately concealed, and the real power was swordsmanship?

I hid my hand and left a killer weapon, others are not stupid, and it is hard to guarantee that they will not do this.

Bai Qingshi said in a deep voice: "You guys retreat!"

The four middle-aged people floated back, Li Muchan shook, the cold light on his waist flashed, and then he retreated, returned the sword to the sheath, and looked at the white blue stone with a smile.

A middle-aged man clutched his chest and slowly collapsed.

The other three people turned pale, stared at Li Muchan, retreated faster, and divided into three directions.

Bai Qingshi's face was as black as iron, gritted his teeth, and he sneered: "Good! good!"

Li Muchan smiled: "Please-!"

Bai Fu is a sworn enemy, so he has to make a death move, killing one person will weaken Bai Fu's strength, and Mei Fu will lose a little.

If you are merciful, maybe the person who did not kill will become the murderer of your relatives and friends.

The white bluestone long sword was erected, made a gesture, and said slowly: "Die under my sword, you are proud enough!"

"Why bother talking nonsense, just make a move!" Li Muchan smiled, put aside the long sword with his left hand, drew the sword out of the sheath with his right hand, and made a starting gesture.

"Jiuyao Divine Sword!" Bai Qingshi drank and stabbed out.

The sword body was so bright that it burst out with dazzling white light, like a sun falling.

Li Muchan closed his eyes, but instead of retreating, he advanced, and the sword light turned into a little cold light, piercing straight into the white light.

This time, he couldn't see it, but he believed in his intuition, it was a concentrated blow, the shadowless sword urged with all its strength, and the dantian internal strength was exhausted, which was the fastest sword in his life.

"Uh......" The dazzling white light disappeared, the surroundings were steep, Bai Qingshi snorted, stared at Li Muchan, stood upright, and stood upright.

His long sword stabbed Li Muchan, but his left hand covered his chest, and a sword was also inserted in his heart.

Li Muchan looked at him with a smile and took a step back.

"Whew!" "Whew!"

Two blood arrows collided in the air, one from Bai Qingshi and the other from Li Muchan.

Li Muchan poured blood from his left shoulder socket, calmly returned the sword to the sheath, lightly counted it with his right hand, sealed the acupoint to stop the bleeding, and took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, bit the stopper with his mouth, and sprinkled some powder on the wound.

Then he sat down cross-legged, his hands sealed, and his eyes slightly closed.

Just now, the sword was extremely fast, and Bai Qingshi didn't have time to dodge, but after this sword, he went to the empty building, and the dantian was empty, so he could only use the Tianyuan Tuna Technique.

After three breaths, the pores around the body opened, and the slightest internal force drilled into the dantian, one wisp at a time, accumulating a lot.

Seeing him sit down, three middle-aged people in the distance slowly approached, looking hesitant, their eyes staring at Li Muchan, and as they got closer, their steps became slower and slower.

Cautiously, trembling, walking on thin ice, he finally approached within four feet.

Li Muchan did not move, his eyes were still slightly closed, motionless, bathed in the sunset, as if turning into a statue.

The three of them looked at each other, reached into their arms, and shook their hands.

"Szz!" "Sss

Three cold rays of light shot at Li Muchan, and the three of them retreated at the same time.

Li Muchan closed his eyes slightly, his body suddenly swayed, swinging out of the way, and at the same time raised his right hand.

At three o'clock, a middle-aged man suddenly paused, his body stopped, and he slowly fell down holding his throat.

Li Muchan's right hand was raised twice, and the other two middle-aged people also fell.

He closed his eyes again, and the three knives just now consumed his internal strength.

After a while, he breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly got up, Tianyuan Tuna Technique was really wonderful, and after a while, the internal force recovered by two percent.

He also understood that the Tianyuan Tuna Technique could be so wonderful and effective, and it was also due to his strong spirit and fast internal force.

He came to Bai Qingshi's side, squatted down and touched his chest, and took out a thin booklet, yellowed in color, only a few pages, and the cover read "Jiuyao Divine Sword" with four big characters.

Li Muchan smiled, put them in his arms, and then buried them one by one, retrieved the three flying knives, and chanted the scriptures, sending their souls to the Western Heavenly Bliss.

After doing this, the sunset completely sets, the twilight is hazy, and the four fields are silent.

ps: I can't hold on, I can only write so much, try to write as much as possible tomorrow.