Nie Wangqiu turned around and withdrew his sword, avoiding the force of his fingers, and stabbed with another sword. OP delayed, Wen Yinyue and Li Yujiao came over, one left and one right to protect He Fengxia, Wen Yinyue lightly stabbed a sword, and the tip of the sword conjured up a lotus flower, faintly and vividly. Li Yujiao waved a cold light, like snowflakes, and the surrounding air was cold, and it dropped a few degrees steeply. Nie Wangqiu sneered, the tip of the sword turned into a little cold, and hit the tip of Wen Yinyue's sword, the sound of "ding" was endless, Wen Yinyue took a step back, and the sword body kept retreating. Li Yujiao's sword light followed, Nie Wangqiu swiped lightly, "Ding ......" a crisp sound, the aftermath lingered, and the cold light in the sky disappeared, Li Yujiao also took a step back, and the sword body trembled like a snake. Although the two retreated, Nie Wuqiu couldn't continue, and at this moment, Wang Xiaoyao pounced like a mad dog, and the sword light rained down. Nie Wangqiu flashed, disappeared suddenly, appeared behind Wang Xiaoyao, raised his sword and stabbed his vest, extremely abrupt. He and Wang Xiaoyao are close, Li Muchan is far away from the two, and they are no longer friends, Wen Yinyue and Li Yujiao's sword bodies trembled, and the strange internal force drilled into the sword, and the two women urged the internal force to contend with each other, but they wanted to save but could not do anything. Li Muchan snorted coldly, and the long sword was thrown out. "Woo!" the long sword slashed out a streamer of light and shot towards Nie Wangqiu. Although this shot didn't use the Yellow Dragon Flying Sword, it was extremely fast, faster than finger power, and it arrived in front of Nie Wuqiu in an instant, and the momentum was amazing. "Hehe......" Nie Wangqiu let out another long laugh, and in a flash, he suddenly appeared in front of Li Muchan, swinging his sword and stabbing out, as fast as lightning. "Hehe......" Li Muchan let out a long laugh, stood with his palm on his left chest, and pressed out the thumb of his right hand, looking calm. "Snort!" The tip of the sword instantly stabbed into the palm of his hand, and his fingers shot Nie Wuqiu at the same time. Nie Wangqiu could have avoided it, but he didn't expect a strange power to suddenly come from the sword, like a drill, hitting his heart. He was in a trance, his movements froze for a moment, and there was a "pop" sound, like a pebble falling into a deep well, and a blood hole appeared in his right shoulder, and blood gushed out. Li Muchan's left palm flipped and stirred, Nie Wangqiu's right hand strength leaked out of the blood hole, the long sword was suddenly out of his hand, and Li Muchan's right hand caught it and pulled it out. He kicked his foot, turned and walked away, disappearing into the woods like a streamer. Li Muchan threw his sword in his right hand, and the long sword chased after him like a meteor, and there was a muffled sound in the woods, and then there was silence, only the breeze fluttered. It's a long story, the actual face person only changed two moves, it was extremely fast, it was just a blink of an eye, and when the other four people reacted, Nie Wuqiu had already disappeared. Wen Yinyue appeared in front of him in a flash, her eyes swept away, and she said angrily: "Senior brother!" Li Yujiao pounced: "Senior Brother Zhanran, don't you matter?" She grabbed Li Muchan's left palm, and a bloody wound in the left palm of the Lao Palace, and the white bones of Sen Sen were visible. ........................ Li Muchan smiled: "It doesn't matter. "Just now, if he hadn't practiced the dragon slayer, and King Kong was not bad, this sword would have pierced the palm of his hand and pierced his heart. "What a Nie Wuqiu!" Wen Yinyue shook her head. Sure enough, he is worthy of a famous person, his martial arts are extraordinary, and the internal force of the sword just now is extremely strange, like a flame, which is incinerated after drilling into the body, and the internal force is fuel. Fortunately, the Miao Lotus Sutra is mysterious, and the internal force is strange, so it is directly extinguished, and a person is replaced, so he can only wait for the internal force to be exhausted, and he will be defeated without using force. Li Yujiao's snow jade magic skills are also subtle, so they can be suppressed. "This Nie Wangqiu, it's really a villain!" Li Yujiao snorted, took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, smeared some white paste on Li Muchan's wound, and was careful. Wang Xiaoyao looked ashamed: "Master Zhanran, I ......" Li Muchan waved his right hand and smiled: "Xiaoyao doesn't have to be polite, this Nie Wangqiu is the head of a faction, and his martial arts are naturally extraordinary, and we have lost a lot of people." "I'm ashamed that I didn't help at all, but became a burden. Wang Xiaoyao shook his head and smiled bitterly. He now knows that Master Zhan Ran's fame in the world is not a fluke, and his ability is indeed far better than himself, not to mention Master Zhan Ran, that is, Fairy Wen and Miss Li, both of whom are above him. It's ridiculous that he was not convinced before, and felt that Fairy Wen's reputation was a little exaggerated, maybe everyone was especially praising her for the sake of her being a stunning beauty. Now I realize how ridiculous I am. Li Muchan said with a smile: "This Nie Wuqiu's Flying Immortal Sword Technique seems to be mixed with the Seven Killing Swords, and the two are fused together, and the power is indeed good. He was happy in his heart, this was the first time he didn't rely on the Daming King Sutra to win, although it was a little flattering, it still made him excited inexplicably. He used to defeat the strong with the weak, all relying on the Daming King Sutra, and he was always not very confident in his heart, but now he didn't use the Daming King Sutra, and he actually defeated Nie Wangqiu, which is really a great encouragement. ,

However, if he didn't use his wits this time, it would be difficult to hurt Nie Wuqiu, he seemed to have a way to deal with the Canghai Divine Sword, and he could always avoid it at a critical time. Presumably, when the master was young, he used the Canghai God Finger to fight him, and he had the experience to deal with it. Thinking back to the situation of the hands, this Nie Wuqiu was really insidious and cunning, as soon as he came up, he went to He Fengxia, using her as bait to force Wang Xiaoyao to die, and after the two women protected He Fengxia, he killed Wang Yao again in order to force himself to throw a sword. He will plan his way, throw the sword out, and then use the dragon slayer and King Kong not bad magic skills, and hit him hard with jade and stone burning tricks. Nie Wuqiu never expected that he would use this trick, so he could only hide his hatred and escape from injury. Li Muchan shook his head and sighed, when facing the enemy, the three tricks of stability and ruthlessness are indispensable, if he is not ruthless enough, with his ability, it is enough to kill his group of people dizzy, and the outcome is unpredictable. .............................. Smeared with ointment, Li Yujiao took out the silk handkerchief in her sleeve, wrapped it around his palm, looked up and said, "Senior brother can't move this palm for three days!" Li Muchan smiled and nodded. "Fortunately, it's the left palm, you were too hung just now, it's really scary!" Li Yujiao patted her chest, and her heart palpitated. Although she couldn't move, she could see that the sword was a little stronger, and if it penetrated the palm of her hand and stabbed into the heart, she would die directly. Li Muchan smiled: "My life is big, it doesn't matter." He Fengxia walked over and looked at Li Muchan ashamedly, her eyes were shining. Li Muchan said with a smile: "Miss He, you don't need to say more, Nie Wuqiu is injured and can't chase us anymore." He Fengxia suddenly became excited. Li Muchan shook his head: "But well, he won't let us go, killing people and killing people always has to be done, it is estimated that many masters will be sent over, we have to be prepared." Wang Xiaoyao hurriedly said: "But Master Zhanran, your injury ......" He saw Li Muchan vomit a mouthful of blood, which should have been internally injured. Li Muchan shook his head and signaled that it was okay. Wang Xiaoyao said: "Then do we have to rush overnight? Although a few of them are strong, the Changbai Sword Sect is one of the seven great sword sects, and there are many masters. Li Muchan shook his head: "Forget it, they really want to send out masters, and we can't avoid it." "How come?" Wang Xiaoyao was not convinced, with their speed, even on horseback could not catch up. Li Yujiao glanced at him: "Stupid, do you think that the masters of the Changbai Scraping Sect are all staying in the mountains? A flying pigeon passes the book, and the masters everywhere receive and disappear, and they will block us in front!" Wang Xiaoyao's face turned red, secretly hating that he didn't use his brains in everything, and he was caught by her again. Li Muchan said with a smile: "Let's rest when we should rest at a normal speed, and hurry when we should hurry, so as not to be surrounded on the premise of not damaging our combat strength, we can only wait to be killed." He took out a jade flute from his bosom, which radiated a warm luster in the firelight, put it to his mouth, pursed his lips and blew it, but no sound came out. Although there was no sound, everyone felt a wave of nausea, and their chests were stuffy. The sky suddenly resounded with two clear chicks, high-pitched and agitated, resounding throughout the night sky. Two black shadows rushed down, Wang Xiaoyao just got up, and the two black shadows were already standing on Li Muchan's shoulders, and a gust of wind blew the bonfire. Wang Xiaoyao fixed his eyes and saw that it was two eagles, one large and one small, their eyes were like jewels, and they were full of spirit, staring at themselves fiercely. Li Muchan smiled: "This is my friend, let them help deliver the letter." ”.............................. He found a piece of bark, carved a few words, tied it to the eaglet's talons, muttered a few words, and then carried one in each hand and sent it up, and the two eagles rose into the sky, and two clear whistles in the sky disappeared. "Senior Brother Zhan Ran, you can't move your left hand!" Li Yujiao said angrily. Li Muchan smiled and nodded, promising not to move. After resting for one night, early the next morning, they set off again, all in good spirits, and injured Nie Wuqiu and made them feel very good. The night was hazy, the moon was like a silver plate, and the bright moonlight was sprinkled all around, and Li Muchan and the five of them sat in a sparse wood, bathing in the moonlight. The weather was cold, and the bonfire in the center of the five people was still burning, dispelling the cold, and it was almost dawn. Li Muchan suddenly opened his eyes and said in a low voice, "Senior sister, here." Wen Yinyue sat beside him, her treasure was solemn, and she slowly opened her eyes when she heard the words: "People from the Changbai Sword Sect?" Li Muchan nodded, shook his head and smiled: "I didn't expect them to come so late." Wen Yinyue glanced at him: "How many people?" "Twenty." Li Mu said. Wen Yinyue frowned: "Are they all masters?" Li Muchan nodded: "Nie Wuqiu has suffered a loss, how can ordinary masters be sent over to send him to death?" "How to strength, run or groove," Wen Yinyue asked. Li Muchan said: "Run first, maybe you can run into our people." "Well, listen to you. Wen Yinyue nodded. The two spoke in a low voice, and Wang Xiaoyao and the three of them also woke up and approached. Li Muchan said: "Wang Shaoxia, you and Senior Sister Li will take Miss He to go first, and Senior Sister and I will drag them along, and our people will come soon." "Over the ......" Wang Xiaoyao didn't want to agree, but then thought of the previous battle, he didn't agree, but he became a drag with his junior sister, so he hesitated and nodded. (To be continued)