The two entered the Infinity Hall. Under the tall jade statue, Master Zhuzhao, Master Zhumei, and Li Zhuyue sat on the high-backed chair, and Master Zhuzhao sat in the middle, smiling and groaning, as bright as a peach and plum.

The left is Zhu Mei Shitai and Li Zhuyue, and the right is Zhou Wanli.

The ten disciples stood behind the chairs, and the twelve youths from the Sky Island stood behind Zhou Wanli, separated by more than ten meters between the two rows, which was quite empty.

Li Muchan entered the door, saluted the three of them, stood behind Mei Ruolan, attracted the attention of everyone opposite, and more than a dozen eyes came over, Li Muchan smiled and bowed.

At this time, the old man was talking to Master Takezhao.

Zhou Wanli hugged his fists and said: "Mrs. Shi, the old man came this time, he has no other intention, it is to let the boys see the sea of learning, these boys, martial arts are not successful, and their arrogance is not small!"

Master Zhuzhao smiled too yanran: "Okay, I also have this intention, the little ones practice behind closed doors, and they don't know that there is a sky outside the sky, so they will inevitably be proud and complacent!"

"Okay, very!" Zhou Wanli squeezed out a smile.

Master Zhu Zhao smiled and said, "Gossip less, let's do it!"

Zhou Wanli waved his hand and said lightly: qu; and slow qu;

Zhuzhao is him, looking at him with a smile, carelessly.

Zhou Wanli said: "Since there is always a winner and a loser, it is better to add some color." ”

"Okay, what kind of head?" asked Master Takesho with a smile.

Zhou Wanli took out a string of beads from his arms, the size of a dragon's eye, round and flawless, and the silver glow flowed, enveloping his hand in it.

"What is this?" said Taketeru.

The eyes of all the women in the hall widened, such a brilliant jewel, it was rare to see it.

Zhou Wanli said in a deep voice: "At this time, the night pearls treasured by the old man, there are twelve of them, which can concentrate and clear the heart, which is of great benefit to those who practice martial arts. Master Zhuzhao nodded and said with a smile: "Senior Zhou is so generous, this seat can't be stingy, Yinyue, take a Creation Pill." ”

"Yes. Wen Yinyue wore a dark green Luo shirt, floated out of the small door next to her, and soon came back, offering a white jade vial with both hands, exquisite and exquisite.

Master Zhu Zhao smiled and said, "This Creation Pill can also be added as a color head."

"The teacher is too big!" Zhou Wanli changed color slightly.

The Creation Pill is one of the best elixirs in the world, as long as there is a breath in it, take this pill, your life can be saved, and a pill is no different from a life.

Treasures are valuable, lives are priceless, this Creation Pill is by no means comparable to the twelve Night Pearls.

What Zhou Wanli thought about was how Master Zhu Zhao had such a strong confidence, so he didn't believe it, for the sake of a breath, Master Zhu Zhao was too capable of giving away a Creation Pill.

Master Zhuzhao smiled and said, "Okay, Senior Zhou, let's not be verbose, the little ones can't wait!"

Zhou Wanli said: "Before you start, you have to talk about the rules." ”

Zhu Zhaoshi said with his head in the jaw: "There must be rules, so let's do it, one-on-one, whoever can survive to the end will win, and get two things." ”

Zhou Wanli said: "What about wheel warfare?"

Master Zhu Zhao said: "This round of battle doesn't matter, as long as one person at a time." ”

Zhou Wanli's eyes narrowed slightly, and he nodded slowly, faintly feeling that it was not good, why was she so confident?

An emaciated young man stood up, walked to the center of the field, clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Qian Yifeng in the sinking sky island, comprehend the mastery of the Canghai Sword God!"

Master Zhuzhao glanced at everyone with a smile and stopped at Li Muchan.

Li Muchan smiled bitterly, stood up helplessly, and saluted: "In Xia Zhanran, lead the high moves." ”

Seeing him stand up, Xu Jingying and the others were no different, among the eleven descendants, he was the last in his generation, and there was nothing wrong with being the first to stand up.

Zhao Jinsheng's lips moved, as if he wanted to speak, and finally swallowed, the little junior brother is not a mediocre hand.

Li Muchan thought a lot in a flash, and in the end, the canned food was sold to show the hero, which was good, but it was better to start by yourself, those two colorful heads were terrible, and other senior brothers and sisters would have no share of their own.

Qian Yifeng looked Li Muchan up and down and smiled: "Little Master, aren't you sweeping the floor, why did you come here?"

Li Muchan smiled: "I made a mistake and was punished for sweeping the floor, I'm really ashamed, Brother Qian, please stop." ”

Qian Yifeng nodded: "Okay, let's teach the little master's swordsmanship." ”

Li Muchan smiled and shook his head: "My swordsmanship is not as good as my palm technique, Brother Qian can use a sword, please ——!"

"Offended!" Qian Yifeng unsheathed his sword, and the narrow sword turned into a cold light and stabbed it.

Li Muchan stepped forward and slapped the long sword with a fluttering palm.

There was a crisp "ding", and the long sword was inserted into the door frame, and the sword spike fluttered non-stop.

Li Muchan took a step back, and Heshi smiled: "Brother Qian, concede!"

Qian Yifeng looked at Li Muchan in disbelief, stunned and speechless.

Zhou Wan sank into the water, and said coldly: "Yifeng, defeat is defeated, retreat!", Qian Yifeng returned the salute with his fists, pushed behind Zhou Wanli, and still looked at Li Muchan in a daze.

Li Muchan smiled: "Which other senior brother advises?"

"I'm coming!" a burly young man jumped out, tall and square-faced, giving people a sense of dignity and righteousness.

He clasped his fists and said loudly: "It's really a real person who doesn't show his face, I didn't expect the little master's palm technique to be so exquisite, admire, and I will teach the tricks in Bai Xiongfei!"

Li Muchan smiled slightly, and saluted: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Bai who invited ——!."

"Please ——!" Bai Xiongfei slowly drew his sword, saluted with a vertical sword, and slowly stabbed out a sword, the tip of the sword trembled, and the cold light shone through, like a swimming snake.

The tip of the sword envelops several large acupoints, and the swordsmanship can be changed at any time, and the swordsmanship is very subtle.

Zhou Wanli stroked his beard and smiled, very proud, this sword was extremely hot, full of energy, and it was excellent.

Li Muchan didn't move, and when the tip of the sword came to his side, he slapped it lightly.

The "ding" sword was inserted into the door frame again.

The two long swords went straight up and down together, quite neatly, one was a yellow spike and the other was a white spike, gently fluttering with the wind.

Li Muchan took a step back and smiled: "Brother Bai, concede!"

Bai Xiongfei also looked at him in a daze, showing disbelief, listening to Li Muchan's words, he came back to his senses, hugged his fists, and sighed behind Zhou Wanli.

At this time, Zhou Wanli also sensed that something was wrong, stared at Li Muchan, and after a while, said in a deep voice: "Master, this little master is looking at the eyes, but he is a new disciple?"

Master Zhuzhao shook his head with a smile: "Zhan Ran, there is also a name under the mountain, have you ever heard of the name of the Double Sword Monk in Senior Zhou?"

"Twin Sword Monk Zhanran?" Zhou Wanli said.

Master Zhu Zhao smiled and nodded: "It turned out to be a double sword monk, no wonder"

Li Muchan smiled: "A little bit of a thin name, let Senior Zhou smile." ”

Zhou Wanli smiled faintly and said, "Okay, let's go on." ”

Subsequently, a few more people jumped out and challenged Li Muchan one after another, knowing that they were invincible, they also wanted to challenge, Li Muchan shook his head secretly, obviously, they wanted to consume their spirit.

Li Muchan only takes out one palm at a time, light and fluttering, simple and casual, without subtlety, but with one palm and one sword, no one can stop it, no matter how exquisite the swordsmanship is, the sword is always shot away.

After a while, the door frame was filled with long and narrow swords, from top to bottom, a total of nine swords.

Li Muchan closed his palms, shook his head and smiled, but he didn't speak, but this look made the people opposite him speechless, and their faces turned red.

They are arrogant, as a disciple of the Trap Island, the swordsmanship is exquisite, the internal strength is profound, if they enter the martial arts, they will be able to become famous in the world, so they have always been proud, even if some are modest, they are also reserved and proud in their bones.

This time when he went to the Canghai Sword Sect, he was originally showing his prestige, and he wanted to defeat the young disciples of the Canghai Sword Sect, suppress them, and let out a bad breath for the empty island.

I never thought that they were all in the hands of a little monk, and the rank of this little monk was only at the bottom, and he was like this, what about the rest?

The elders in the faction have always said that the Canghai Sword Sect's martial arts are outstanding, not to be underestimated, don't provoke, they don't think so, but now that they have seen it, they know that what the elders said is true.

Li Muchan looked at the other side with a smile, and his smile was faintly similar to that of Master Zhuzhao. His gaze fell on the last person, the young man with big ears and a face like a crown of jade.

Seeing the defeat of his fellow disciples one by one, the young man's expression remained unchanged, calm as usual, squinting his eyes to observe Li Muchan's palm, and his expression was focused.

At this time, he was thoughtful, standing there without moving, as if he didn't notice Li Muchan's gaze, and everyone's eyes also gathered.

Zhou Wanli glanced at the bricks, saw his appearance, and didn't speak, picked up the teacup and asked for a sip, and said lightly: "The double sword monk Zhan Ran, the name is well deserved!"

Li Muchan looked at him, and then glanced at the young man, as if he was smiling.

Zhou Wanli frowned, feeling that his smile was annoying, and his eyes were annoying, as if he could see through his own thoughts.

Li Muchan turned around and smiled: "Master, let Wu take a breath." ”

Master Zhuzhao smiled and said, "Senior Zhou is no problem, just follow you." ”

Obviously, this is Li Muchan deliberately giving in, Zhou Wanli frowned, felt tired, snorted coldly, and glanced at the disciples, his eyes were like cold blades.

The disciples hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

The young man suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed, and he clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "Zhou Zhiyang on the sinking sky island, learn the master Zhan Ran's high moves!"

Li Muchan smiled: "Brother Zhou has figured it out?"

Zhou Zhiyang said in a deep voice: "I have a little experience! Master Zhan Ran's palm technique is exquisite, and he admires it tightly!"

"Then learn Brother Zhou's tricks. Li Muchan said with a smile, stretching out his hand to make a move.

"Okay, be careful!" Zhou Zhiyang nodded, drew his sword and stabbed lightly, looking light, but the speed was extremely fast, and he was hit by the sword after a little hesitation.

Li Muchan sideways dodged, the sword swept sideways, and he took a step back.

The narrow sword swam through the air silently, and this alone was far superior to the first nine.

Li Muchan has never been out of his palm, he wants to see Zhou Zhiyang's swordsmanship, and the swordsmanship of the Trap Island is also extremely powerful, but the cultivation of the first nine people is too shallow, he is too lazy to look at it, and solves it with one palm.

Zhou Zhiyang's cultivation is profound, which can be seen.