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Li Muchan was taken aback, and hurriedly pressed her wrist, and her hand was delicate and soft.

She struggled with her strength but it was useless, Li Muchan's divine strength was poor, how could she break free with her conscious force, she suddenly stabbed Li Muchan with her sword.

Her eyes were clear and shining, a little brighter than usual, and she was so imposing that she seemed to regard him as an enemy who did not share the sky.

Li Muchan's heart was awe-inspiring, knowing that he had hit the Tao, he suddenly retreated and stood a foot away in an instant.

Song Yushu Yuhua didn't give up, flew over, and the long sword cut out a white rainbow, shooting straight into Li Muchan's heart, and the sword speed was extremely fast.

She didn't know how to use swordsmanship, but this sword didn't seem to be, she couldn't stab such a sword without decades of skill, it was really ruthless, accurate and fast.

Li Muchan flicked his fingers, "ding" a clear sound, the long sword swung away, Li Muchan only felt the cold qi into his fingers, and he ignored the defense of Gangqi, directly attacked the meridians, rose along the arm, and was about to rush to the heart.

Li Muchan let out a "huh", and the internal force surged, instantly forming waves one after another, impacting the cold air of the forest, and finally destroying it before the heart opened.

He was taken aback, and found that the evil gate of this sword, the figure disappeared in place in a flash, appeared at the doorway, and his hands were sealed, forming a hand shadow, and then spat out the truth.

Song Shuhua rose into the air, stabbed with a long sword, and shot at Li Muchan again, and when the tip of the sword reached his chest, it met Li Muchan's mantra.

"Duh!" As soon as he stopped, Li Muchan's eyes opened slightly, his clothes were hunting, and his momentum was like a demon god.

The long sword stopped when it was about to pierce Li Muchan's chest, and then began to tremble, exuding a cold aura, as if he wanted to break free from Song Shu's jade hand.

Song Yushu Yuhua held the sword with her strength, revealing a difficult look, she stared at the tip of the sword, her bright eyes were uncertain, and she kept flickering.

Li Muchan sealed his hands and spat out the truth again: "Moo!"

"Dangchang" made a crisp sound, Song Shuhua's right hand was loosened, the long sword fell to the ground, she fell down softly, and was held by Li Muchan.

She fell into Li Muchan's arms as softly as if she had been pulled out of a bone, panting.

Li Muchan helped her with one hand, pressed her vest with the other hand, and the internal force bubbled in, helping her, as soon as the internal force entered her body, she felt that her body was empty, as if she was exhausted after a big battle, and the thief went to the empty building.

Song Yushu's eyes were hazy, leaning on Li Muchan, motionless.

After a long time, she struggled lightly and left Li Muchan's arms, her face crimson.

Li Muchan was also stunned, Wen Xiang nephrite jade fell into his arms, he hadn't felt this way for a long time, he saw that she was shy, and hurriedly said, "What's the matter with this sword?"

"Huh?" Song Shuhua was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "This sword is too evil!

Li Muchan bent down to stop halfway and turned his head to look at her.

Song Yushu Yuhua hurriedly said: "Don't touch it!"

Li Muchan withdrew his hand and straightened up: "What's the matter?"

"This sword is very evil, as if it can control people. "Song Shu Yu Hua said.

Li Muchan nodded slowly: "I can see it." ”

"What the hell is going on?" Song Yushu frowned, looking at the long sword lying on the ground with palpitations, although it was still the appearance of the Qingfeng sword, simple and unpretentious, she didn't dare to underestimate it anymore.

Li Muchan said: "Presumably, there are too many people who have been killed, and there are too many evil qi contaminated, so it affects the owner of the sword, is it an illusion?"

Song Shuhua stared at the sword, and said solemnly: "As soon as I hold the sword, I only have one thought in my heart, I want to see blood, I want to kill people, and I am angry and control myself, I can't wait to kill all the people in the world!"

Li Muchan nodded slowly: "It seems that this is the case, try more." ”

"Don't try!" Song Yushu Hua hurriedly waved her hand and snorted: "You can control me when I fall into the devil, once you fall into the devil, then the heavens will be in chaos, who can control you?"

Li Muchan said with a smile: "I practice Buddhism and practice the heart of Buddhism, and I specialize in restraining these, it doesn't matter. ”

"Don't, let's talk about it. Song Shuhua shook her head with palpitations.

Li Muchan smiled, and suddenly beckoned, the long sword flew up and drilled into his hand, Song Yushu Hua's eyes widened in surprise, and she looked at him nervously.

Li Muchan held the sword in his right hand, pinched the sword trick in his left hand, and slowly stroked the sword body, and the sword body seemed to glow with a bright light, flickering and disappearing. ...,

Li Muchan's face was solemn, and his brows furrowed.

He didn't expect this sword to be so powerful, and the evil qi was like substance, pouring in from both palms, drilling from his arms to the top of his head, and drilling into his heart.

His internal force was circulating, circulating endlessly in the meridians, impacting these two cold qis, but it was difficult to reverse the general trend, and these cold qi ignored the obstacles of the internal force and slowly rushed to two places.

When he was frightened, he still didn't mess up, and suddenly spit out a mantra, the mantra circulated in his viscera, and these two cold qi were like ice and snow meeting boiling water, and suddenly melted away.

Li Muchan knew that he had found a way to deal with it, his left hand touched the ground, put on the sword body, and spit out a mantra again, and his clothes trembled.

Song Yushu Yuhua only felt an invisible force surging, like a huge wave hitting her body, she involuntarily took a few steps back and stuck to the wall.

Li Muchan breathed a long sigh of relief, sealed it again, lit the long sword, and at the same time spit out a mantra, and the sword body flashed again.

Li Muchan did not stop, and continued to spit out the mantra, spitting out thirty-six mantras in one breath before stopping.

Song Yushu Hua found that this sword had changed, the original simplicity disappeared, and it became as smooth as ice, with a hint of coldness.

Li Muchan suddenly threw the sword, the long sword flipped in the air, Li Muchan's hands were sealed, and more than a dozen handprints were formed in an instant, and then he spit out the mantra, and the handprint pointed at the long sword in the air.

The long sword seemed to pause in the air, and then it was thrown up again by an invisible force, Li Muchan then made a seal, spit out the truth, and pointed at the long sword at the same time, and struck the long sword again.

Song Yushu Huahua stared closely, not knowing what Li Muchan was doing, but he saw that he was casting the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra, but he didn't know what to do with this sword.

Li Muchan cast it nine times in one breath before stopping, and at this time, the long sword became bright and swaying, like a pool of autumn water flowing, and it fell lightly into his hand.

Li Muchan's face was as pale as paper, and he smiled bitterly: "What a baby!"

"You don't matter, right?" Song Yushu asked hurriedly, she had never dared to disturb him before, but her heart had been carrying it, she knew that performing the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra was extremely exhausting.

Li Muchan shook his head: "I almost can't stop it!"

"What the hell is going on?" asked Song Shuyanhua, pointing to the long sword in his hand.

Li Muchan sighed: "I don't know, this sword contains a powerful and ferocious aura, and it almost has the wisdom of the gods, but fortunately, I have cultivated the Buddhist mind method of cultivation." ”

If he hadn't practiced the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra, it would be difficult to resist the ferocity on this sword, and he was not very sure, and now he could be stopped.

"How did it become like this?" Song Shuhua was puzzled.

Li Muchan said: "Maybe this sword has killed too many people, and the evil qi formed has condensed into divine consciousness, and the material of this sword is also extremely strange." ”

"Can I take it this time?" Song Yushu Hua pointed to the long sword in Li Muchan's hand.

Li Muchan shook his head: "No." ”

"Didn't you surrender?" Song Shuhua snorted.

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "It's just that I surrendered, and when others move, they will fight back, this sword is too fierce, it's better to touch it less, ominous!"

"I don't believe this!" Song Yushu Hua's mouth was stiff, but she didn't dare to touch it again.

However, she has a deep love for the sword, and when she saw the watery body of the sword, she was really curious, so she took a closer look and said, "You bring it to me, I don't touch it, just look at it." ”

Li Muchan smiled and picked up the sword and sent it to her, she stepped forward as much as she could, almost touching the long sword, but the cold stopped her.

From a foot away, she could feel the cold air on the sword, which was different from the ordinary cold air, like a real cold needle, piercing her body painfully.

"Huh?!" she was suddenly stunned and said, "There are words on this sword!"

Li Muchan smiled: "Where?"

As he spoke, he brought his sword to him, looked at him and smiled.

"You look closer, no, you have to move, the words are flashing inside, you don't move it, it doesn't flash. Song Shuhua waved his hand and motioned for him to rotate the sword.

Li Muchan turned the long sword around as he said, and sure enough, he saw two words flowing in the sword body.

"Drinking blood...... Song Shuhua groaned, sighed and said, "It's really murderous!"

The body of the sword is watery like a pool of autumn water, but when it is flipped over, it faintly flashes red, which seems to contain blood, which is quite weird and forested.

Song Yushu Yanhua took two steps back, shook his head and said, "I don't like this sword anymore!", Li Muchan smiled: "This sword is a murder weapon, but it is also infinitely powerful if it is used well." ”

He felt the power of this sword, it could break through the Gang Qi, the evil qi on the sword was infinitely powerful, and its condensation and sharpness were even better than his own Gang Qi.

With this sword, even if you don't use your heart technique, it is infinitely powerful, and it can break through the protective body, even if a martial artist uses it, you can kill the grandmaster.

This is a murder weapon that has completely broken through the shackles of the realm, and if it is known, it will definitely cause a bloody storm and a crazy scramble.

His face changed slightly, feeling that this blood-drinking sword was a trouble, his mind was like electricity, and in the blink of an eye, he thought about why the Fan family was so desperate to attack back.

They are not for gold and silver, but for this blood-drinking sword, with this sword, maybe the grandmaster can deal with the great grandmaster, which can be described as a big killer.

He touched the bridge of his nose and speculated on the actions of the Fan family, they first wanted to desperately grab the sword, but if they couldn't grab it, they would jump over the wall in a hurry and spread the news.

He frowned, pondering how to deal with it.

After a while, he stroked his palms and smiled, looked up and said, "Sister Xiao, let's do the same trick again!"

"What kind of trick is repeated?" Song Shuhua saw his smile and knew that the water was bad again.

Li Muchan said with a smile: "This sword is very important, sooner or later it will implicate us, rather than this, it is better to strike first." ”

"What kind of preemptive strike?" asked Song Shuyanhua.

Li Muchan asked, "Do you know the power of this sword?"

Song Yushu Yuhua nodded: "It's really evil, it will turn against the master, right?"

Li Muchan shook his head: "This is indeed a sword, it can break through the gangqi, it should be caused by killing too many people, a martial artist who is proficient in swordsmanship has obtained it, it is enough to kill the grandmaster." ”

"Really?!" Song Shuhua took a breath of cool air.

It is difficult for a warrior to kill a grandmaster, because the internal strength of a warrior is far less solid than that of a grandmaster, just like a tide meets a reef, no matter how powerful the tide is, it can't hit the reef.

The appearance of this blood-drinking sword broke this common sense, and the consequences were unpredictable, the grandmasters would never allow the appearance of this sword, once it was spread, whoever took this sword would be the public enemy of the grandmaster.

"Are you worried that the Fan family will spread the word?" Song Shuhua Bingxue was smart, and guessed why Li Muchan's face was so calm.

Li Muchan nodded slowly: "If they can't get it, they will definitely spread it." ”

"What then?" asked Song Shuhua.

Li Muchan smiled: "First strike!"

Song Yushu's eyes lit up: "You want to spread rumors again?"

Li Muchan laughed: "Not bad...... Let's strike first, let's say that the Fan family has a blood-drinking sword, which is hidden in the dark room. ”

"Li Wuji, you're so bad!" Song Shuhua snorted.

Li Muchan said with a smile: "This is also a forced self-preservation. ”

"Hmph, okay, I'll send someone to distribute it, but I have to be believed. "Song Shu Yu Hua said.

Li Muchan smiled: "Believe it or not, if there is news in the future that the Blood Drinking Sword is here, we will be able to rip off the skin and have a buffer." ”

"You're justified. Song Shuhua snorted.

She turned her head to look at the blood-drinking sword, and snorted, "But this sword really needs to be put away, it's better to hide it and not move, in case you are controlled by it, it will be fatal!"

Li Muchan's martial arts are too strong, and there are endless secret techniques, once he gets out of control, I really don't know who can control him, the harm is too great.

Li Muchan nodded and smiled: "Okay." ”

He put the sword back in its sheath, then tied it around his waist, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if this sword is unsheathed." ”

"Alas...... , according to me, it's better to destroy it, the damage will be endless!" Song Shuhua shook her head.

Li Muchan said: "This sword has a great mystery, and it's a pity to destroy it." ”

"Forget it, I can't talk about you. Song Yushu glanced at him, and the two left the house and went back to Li Muchan's own room.

Li Muchan didn't live in this courtyard, but found one in the courtyard next to it, which was originally the residence of those core disciples, which was far worse than Fan Wuyuan's side.

He shook his head, this Fan Wuyuan is a little worse than Lu Chengjiang, looking at Lu Chengjiang's house, the layout is the same as that of the brothers' houses, and there is no special treatment.

Usually eat in a pot, and usually mingle with the brothers and sisters in every move, so how can the brothers and sisters not serve their lives.

So no matter how difficult the times were, the morale of Taihuatang has always been high, and there is no centrifugal image. ...,

Half an hour later, there was a chaotic sound from the door, but it was those Xiyang Hall disciples who were making trouble, they didn't know how to get out of Xiyang Hall, and suddenly came back to their senses, and they didn't take out any of the things they wanted to take privately, but they ended up empty-handed.

How could they be reconciled? Although they were afraid of Li Muchan's strange arts, they were bold and bold because of the large number of people, so they gathered together and came back to make trouble.

Mo Lao and Chang Lao naturally ignored them, let them shout, and did not say a word, but blocked in front of the gate, as long as they got close, they threw them out.

After a while, they were all thrown to the ground, and they couldn't get up for a while, and Song Shuhua heard the shouting and went out to have a look.

When everyone saw Song Shuhua coming out, they shouted again, wanting to be reasonable, Song Shuhua sneered, and their eyes swept over everyone: "Mo Lao, Chang Lao, they went further and directly broke the dog's leg!"

Mo Lao and Chang Lao nodded hurriedly: "Yes, little sister!"

Song Shuhua squinted at everyone, and snorted coquettishly: "A group of rabble, no wonder Xiyang Hall is destroyed! Get out of the way for me, I'm too lazy to look at you scumbags!"

Being insulted and scolded by a woman like this, they were very angry and angry.

A gray-clothed middle-aged man jumped up and rushed towards her, Mo Lao's body was like electricity, and he grabbed the gray-clothed middle-aged man, and then cut it down with a palm, with a crisp "click", the gray-clothed middle-aged man screamed loudly and flew two feet away, "bang" fell to the ground, covering his big legs and screaming and rolling.

Mo Lao and Chang Lao's faces were as usual, Song Yu Shuhua frowned, feeling that this person was very noisy, why didn't Mo Lao take the opportunity to click on his dumb hole.

Mo Lao's intention is to kill chickens and monkeys, so naturally he will not point dumb holes.

Song Yushu swept over everyone coldly, snorted, twisted his waist and left, everyone's hearts were cold, he was really a ruthless beauty, he couldn't be provoked!

They quickly figured out that it was impossible to get things back, and it was better to leave early, lest these two old guys really kill them.

After the disturbance, Li Muchan quieted down, and soon a group of people came, but it was the two banner masters of Taihuatang who led people over, a total of about fifty people.

After they came, Xiyang Hall became lively, and they practiced martial arts in the martial arts field every day, and Li Muchan instructed them a few moves from time to time.

Li Xi and Li Le also followed, they have been taught by Li Muchan, and their martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds, especially the power of joining forces is stronger.

The Fan family didn't bother again, as if they had lost confidence and didn't want to take back Xiyang Hall, Li Muchan had a rare quiet day.

He Lizhu and others came over from time to time, together with Song Yushu Yanhua, or went out shopping, or learned martial arts, they were quite happy.

Li Muchan devoted himself to the study of the blood-drinking sword.

There is a great mystery on the blood-drinking sword, Li Muchan wants to unravel it, and wants to know why it can disturb the mind, it is just a dead thing, and it has such a divine effect.

There are many ancient swords left in the world, but there is no one as strange as this, this sword must contain a big secret, and he wants to unravel it.

Every day, he has to carry the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra dozens of times to bless this sword, and he only performs the method of meditation to dissolve the evil qi on the sword.

The Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra is infinitely mysterious, and he also had an inexplicable inspiration to realize that such a wonderful use is indeed extremely effective.

Li Muchan now has a limited number of times to perform the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra, if he does not practice the last method, there is an endless supply of essence and spirit, he can only perform it once, but now he can perform it more than 30 times.

He tried his best to perform the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra until he could no longer perform it, and when he performed it again the next day, he could often perform it once or twice more, constantly breaking through the limits, and his spirit became more and more vigorous.

Every time he casts the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra, he will integrate his mind into the sword, and then touch the chaotic spirit in the sword, one is to forge the gods, and the next day he can perform more of the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra, mostly due to this method, and the other wants to get a glimpse of the mystery of this sword.

Half a month later, when he performed the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra fifty times in one go, and then his mind was in harmony, he was overjoyed and had a glimpse of the mystery of the blood-drinking sword. (To be continued, provided by filial piety)