Chapter 542 Steps

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled bitterly, looking down with the Eye of the Void, the entire Xinghu Xiǎo Zhu was surrounded, and hundreds of three Xiaotang disciples surrounded the entire Xiǎo Zhu, these people were not mediocre hands, they were really troublesome.

He found Xu Xiǎo Rou three nv, and the three nvs were combined to form a triangle, resisting the siege of a dozen and stalemate.

The three of them had wonderful swordsmanship, and the dozen or so masters who surrounded them were not good at stubble, and the sword light and sword shadow swept over them like a raging storm.

The three NVs formed a tight sword light to envelop themselves, but they were in danger of being destroyed at any time, although they were strong, but there were many people with great strength, and the tigers could not stand the wolves.

The three-NV combination technique is wonderful, and the combination of three people is tantamount to more than a dozen people, but the other party is a real dozen people, all of whom have outstanding martial arts, and they are even better than them.

Li Muchan looked at the rest of the people, all of them were surrounded by frost, only the lake lord was cold and frostless, his body was like mist, ethereal, walking in the crowd, no one could stop him.

Li Muchan breathed a sigh of relief, only in the presence of the lake master, everything is not a problem, the lake master's martial arts are unfathomable, unrivaled, naturally not afraid of being surrounded by them.

It's a long story, but in fact, it was only a moment's effort, and a thought moved, as fast as lightning, and more than a dozen people around him had already surrounded him.

Li Muchan's right xiōng sword wound has been scarred, and the recovery speed is extremely fast, but if he does it, he is still reluctant, and the meridians on the right side are blocked in several places, and his martial arts are greatly reduced.

The dozen or so people around him are not mediocre hands, and if they want to retreat with one blow, I am afraid that it will not be easy, and they have to think of a way to do it, he was silent, and his eyes swept over a few people.

He burst out laughing, and his figure floated up to a beam, with a wall behind him and only one beam in front of him.

In this way, if you want to attack him, you can only attack him from in front of him, and there is only one beam, which can only accommodate one person, and cannot form an encirclement.

Now that his right body meridian is damaged, his skills have been greatly reduced, and he can't deal with a dozen people, but he has no problem dealing with one or two people.

He sat on the beam, smiling at a dozen people.

Most of these dozen people are young people, and their appearances are different, but Jīng is full of energy, full of momentum, and his eyes are sharp, revealing the momentum of an aggressive person.

As disciples of Sanxiao Hall, they have always walked sideways in Baiyun City, and they have developed such an aggressive momentum, just like people in the official mansion.

Now seeing Li Muchan's actions, they stood on the beam, gritting their teeth one by one, feeling that he was shameless, but they would not have thought that a group of people would beat one person shamelessly.

Li Muchan said lightly: "Who are you?"

A young man pointed at Li Muchan with the tip of his sword and sneered: "Who are you?"

Li Muchan said: "I am Li Zhu, a disciple of Xinghu Xiǎo Zhu, you broke into my Xinghu Xiǎo Zhu for no reason, are you deceiving me xiǎo Zhu no one?"

"Fart" The young man scolded: "Good thief, you Xinghu Xiǎo build the courage to kill the altar master and his old man, let's kill your Xinghu Xiǎo Zhu to no piece of armor, in order to comfort the soul of the altar master in the sky"

Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "You are wrong, right? How do you know that the Lord of the Forest Altar was killed by us?...... Didn't someone deliberately instigate it?"

He thought for a moment and sighed: "Xinghu xiǎo zhu and Sanxiaotang are not xiǎoménxiǎo factions, if they really fight, there will be many involved, and it will be a big deal to lose 1,000 enemies and 800,...... It's not a good thing for others, it's a good idea to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and then make a move at the last moment to reap the benefits of the fisherman."

More than a dozen young people glanced at each other, their expressions were solemn, if the situation Li Muchan said was true, it would be really a big trouble, once the fight started, neither of them could get any bargains, but were taken advantage of by others.

"What nonsense are you talking about" The young man sneered and waved his long sword: "The altar master died in front of your Xinghu Xiǎo built mén, this revenge cannot be avenged"

Li Muchan shook his head: "You guys are too reckless, the Lord of the Forest Altar died in front of our Xinghu Xiǎo Courtyard, just say that he was killed by us, it's too arbitrary?...... Someone threw the corpse of the forest altar master in front of us, and then released a signal, and you were lured."

“...... Really?" the young man frowned and stared at Li Muchan.

Li Muchan nodded: "Why don't you ask others, who has seen the Lord of the Forest Altar die in front of our Xinghu Xiǎo Courtyard?"

He was sure in his heart that those people had been wiped out, and no one could say that Lin Zizhi really died in front of Xiǎo Courtyard, just seeing his corpse.

In this way, there is a reason to mess around, and there is still a glimmer of life in this matter.

Actually, it doesn't matter whether Lin Zizhi died at the hands of Xinghu xiǎo zhu or not, the key is whether Sanxiaotang dares to really deal with Xinghu xiǎo zhu, Li Muchan is almost certain that Sanxiaotang does not dare. ,

Xinghu xiǎo zhu is transcendent in the martial arts, it is not a fluke, although Sanxiaotang is strong, but if you want to deal with Xinghu xiǎo zhu, it is a little worse, and now Nantan has been hit hard, and it is not an opponent.

Li Muchan thought about it and felt reasonable, as long as Xinghu Xiǎo Zhu found a step for Sanxiao Tang to go down, and gave Sanxiao Tang an excuse not to deal with Xinghu Xiǎo Zhu, maybe he could hún over,

He talked to their gang, and he just used a delaying tactic before, wanting to delay the time, give himself time to recover, and give his senior sister and them time.

Later, the more I talked about it, the more inspired I became, and I felt that Mō had a little bit of mén know-how, but he became excited, as if he had been able to write a wonderful poem by chance.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a critical time, and we need to be calm, not because of impulsiveness, and fall into disadvantage, hún battle, in the end, it will be cheaper to watch the excitement," Li Muchan said again.

Several young people glanced at each other, and the other four people jumped down, floated to the ground, and then gathered together to talk in a low voice, Li Muchan could hear them talking.

"Third Brother Zhao, tell me, is this guy credible?" a young man asked in a low voice.

He kept his voice very low, almost silently, Li Muchan's facial features were sharp, otherwise he would not be able to hear it from such a distance, no matter how good his internal force was.

"There is a bit of a truth, and you can't afford to guard against it. Another burly young man frowned and nodded, his thick eyebrows and big eyes were a little honest, but his eyes were sharp like a sword.

"Hmph, this guy is clever and sè, but it's just begging, don't pay attention to it" A young man with a thin face shook his head and sneered.

"I don't think this person is afraid of death, there is some truth in this, we can't just fight in confusion because of a signal, and as a result, it will be a mess and cause big trouble," another young man said.

"What then?"

"Let's withdraw first, go back and ask clearly, and find the deputy altar master"

"Good idea, but this guy can't let go, find a few people to watch him first, don't let him run"

"Okay, that's the best way to do it."

Then, the four of them jumped up again, and when the first young man spoke, he assigned six people to stay here to watch Li Muchan, and the rest went out with him.

Li Muchan smiled silently, and kept seizing the time to open up the right meridian and strive to recover his peak state, and he was also optimistic about it.

He watched with the eyes of the void, and these dozen or so people flew out, and without making a move with anyone, they rushed directly to the southernmost edge and came to a group of old men.

The young man in front of him came to a silver-haired old man, and he gestured to something, and the silver-haired old man frowned and turned his head to look around.

Li Muchan smiled slightly, knowing that these words had an effect.

Suddenly, the white shadow flashed, and Li Muchan only felt that the light and shadow in front of him were shaking and distorting, like a colorful river, and his mouth was a little disgusting.

Then his eyes lit up, and he was already standing on a rooftop, with a fresh breeze and fresh air.

Standing beside him was a fairy who was cold and frostless, fluttering in white, like dust in the moonlight.

"Lake Lord, I told them that someone instigated us to blame us, Lin Zizhi was not killed by us, don't be fooled, cheapen others. Li Muchan said in a low voice.

Leng Wushuang raised her eyebrows and looked at him.

Li Muchan said in a low voice: "Sanxiaotang must not want to start a war with us, give them this step, maybe it will be fine." ”

Leng Wushuang Shen yín was silent and silent.

Li Muchan said: "Lake Lord, if you don't want to fight, it's better not to fight." ”

Leng Wushuang was still sinking, he didn't speak, but the expression on his face was uncertain, like a piece of white yù, flawless and crystalline, warm and bright, faintly flowing, otherworldly.

After a long time, Leng Wushuang suddenly let out a long roar: "Xinghu xiǎo build disciples, return to xiǎo courtyard"

The whistling sound was as clear as a crane, resounding through the night sky, and everyone suddenly moved when they heard the words, and they all got out and went back, and they all returned to Xiǎo Courtyard in a blink of an eye.

Leng Wushuang glanced at it, and only one person was injured, and no one was seriously injured or died.

When you do it, the more you are not afraid of death, the more desperate you are, but the more you will not die, there is no frost in the cold, and the disciples of Xinghu Xiǎo are all not afraid of death, and they can be rescued if they die anyway.

Moreover, they are already superior in martial arts, so it is naturally not difficult for them to retreat.

Leng Wushuang stood on the roof, looking down at everyone, and the silver-haired old man jumped onto the wall and said in a long voice: "Lord Lenghu, how did the Lord of the Altar die?"

Leng Wushuang was silent, his eyes indifferent.

Li Muchan coughed lightly, shook his head, and sighed: "This senior, we all dare to swear to the sky that the Lord of the Forest Altar was not killed by the Lord of the Lake."

His voice was not hurried, but it was leisurely and slow, and it clearly reached everyone's ears, showing a deep and pure cultivation.

Li Muchan had no intention of showing off, but he was helpless, if not, the silver-haired old man directly reprimanded him for not being qualified to talk to him.

"Oh-?" the silver-haired old man frowned and stared at Leng Wushuang.

Li Muchan said: "The lake lord disdains to distinguish, let's make it clear, this senior will take back the body of the forest altar master first, and it's not too late to talk about anything later."

The silver-haired old man turned his head to look at everyone, and the disciples of Xinghu Xiǎo Zhu had strange expressions, and swept towards Li Muchan from time to time.

Li Muchan couldn't see the injured appearance at this time, his face was smiling, his green shirt was fluttering, and he stood with Leng Wushuang, which was quite a perfect match.