Li Muchan smiled: "I am Zhan Ran." ,, "Then ...... you?" said the monk frowned. Li Muchan said with a smile: "I was first a disciple of Meifu, and then I joined the Canghai Sword Sect. "I see. Monk Xinjue nodded, and then said in a deep voice: "Even if you are a disciple of the Canghai Sword Sect, kill my senior brother, you still have to resist your life!" Li Muchan laughed and shook his head: "Your Lantuo Temple is really domineering, if I don't kill your senior brother, I will be killed by him and forced to defend myself...... ...... A traitor, you have to maintain the Langtuo Temple, and it really deserves to be the number one faction in the world, admire! Admire!" he said sarcastically. Monk Xinjue shook his head: "Senior brother's martial arts are not good, you are above board and not an opponent, you are using a plot, I naturally want to get this justice." Li Muchan sneered: "Fair?!...... Your senior brother has killed so many innocent people, who will ask for their justice? Your Langtuo Temple indulges traitors and kills innocents indiscriminately, who will ask for this justice?!" The monk frowned and said in a deep voice: "Our temple has been chasing and killing senior brother, but he is cunning and hides too deep to find out. "This is what you are capable of in the Landa Temple?" Li Muchan sneered. Monk Xinjue frowned and said: "The world is so big, even if there are many people in my Landa Temple, it is impossible to search every place. "I killed your senior brother to do the right thing for heaven, and your Rota Temple is not only not grateful, but wants to seek justice for him, which is really ridiculous!" Li Muchan said coldly. Xin Jue said in a deep voice: "Are you really the senior brother who killed for Tianxingdao?!" Li Muchan shook his head: "I was just defending myself, you must know that he is from Landa Temple, I am a nameless boy in the rivers and lakes, how dare I kill him!" Li Yujiao said angrily: "It should be killed!" Li Muchan turned his head and showed a smile: "Senior Sister Li, this is my matter with Landa Temple, don't get involved, so as not to affect the Holy Snow Peak." Li Yujiao said: "Senior Brother Zhanran, you also underestimate my Shengxue Peak, no one can stand idly by when they see such a thing!" Li Muchan shook his head, although this Senior Sister Li's martial arts are strong, after all, she has experienced little in the world, she doesn't understand the dangers of the world, and how difficult martial arts are. He raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and it rumbled. The monk lowered his eyes slightly, looked at him lightly, and ignored it, as long as Li Muchan didn't move, he wouldn't move. After the whistle, two small storms floated from a distance, extremely fast, like projectiles jumping on the snow, and after a while, they came closer, but it was the two middle-aged women. "Miss!" the two women were a little angry and glared at Li Yujiao. .................. Li Muchan said: "Two seniors, look at Senior Sister Li, this is Master Xinjue, a disciple of Landa Temple, I have a grudge with him, and it is best for Shengxue Feng to stay out of the matter." The two middle-aged women were startled, nodded hurriedly, and stood beside Li Yujiao, holding her one by one. Li Yujiao stomped her feet and said angrily: "Senior Brother Zhanran,!" Li Muchan shook his head and said: "This is a personal grudge, I want to solve it alone, senior sister, don't mix it, even if it is fulfilled for me." Li Yujiao said angrily: "Senior Brother Zhanran!" Li Muchan smiled and said, "Besides, I may not be the opponent of Master Xinjue. He turned around and said, "Master Xinjue, let's compare it today, I want to learn about the mastery of Landa Temple!" Monk Xinjue nodded: "Okay." "The two of them were on the top of a mountain, surrounded by snow. Li Muchan stepped forward slowly, the two were separated by a zhang away, and the monk of Xinjue gave a tithe: "Little Master Zhanran, please!" Li Muchan stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Master Xinjue, please first!" His palms became as white as jade, and the dragon slayer was where his confidence was, even if the monk had a strong demon fist, he was also fearless. "Okay!" the monk nodded and slapped it with a palm. Li Muchan met him with a flat palm, and the two of them intersected with each other's palms, and with a muffled "bang", they all took a step back, and their bodies were steady. "Okay, the little master of Zhan Ran is really good at martial arts, and the Canghai Sword Sect is really good!" Monk Xinjue nodded, and said slowly: "The little monk will no longer keep his hands, be careful!" Li Muchan smiled slightly: "Please, !" Monk Xinjue slowly raised his right fist, lifted it from his chest to the top of his head, and then slowly fell down and beat his left palm, the fists intersected, and then separated, and the fists seemed to be bigger. Li Muchan's expression was solemn, staring at his right fist, vigorously subduing the demon fist He had been taught once, and he was powerful, and this time he re-comprehended it, and his heart was excited. "Pick up the fist!" In the deep cheer of the monk Xinjue, his fist came over, as fast as a meteor hammer, and he arrived in front of Li Muchan in an instant, and he didn't give him a reaction. Li Muchan's right palm rotated, not hard-connected, but wrapped around his wrist like a snake, pulled back, and there was a muffled "bang", like a rope breaking. ,

The monk did not move, and his feet sank into three inches, not above his ankles. Li Muchan's feet also sank an inch, and neither of them moved, as if they were evenly divided. "Good kung fu!" said the monk Xinjue, and smashed out another punch, which instantly reached Li Muchan's chest, and Li Muchan acted according to the situation, and pulled it with his silk wrapping hand again. ............ This time, the Xinjue monk took advantage of the situation, and his fist hit forward, and it reached Li Muchan's chest. With a muffled "bang", Li Muchan took a step back, spun his feet, and stood firmly. At some point, his left hand was erected on his chest, which happened to block this punch, which seemed to fall into the wind, but it lost his strength. Li Yujiao was in a hurry and was about to step forward, but was picked up by two middle-aged women. "Miss, Li Shaoxia has not fallen behind, don't be bored!" Li Yujiao said anxiously: "Don't stop me!" "Miss, Li Shaoxia has already said that he doesn't want Miss you to get involved in this matter, he will be unhappy." A middle-aged woman said softly. Li Yujiao bit her lower lip, stomped her foot hatefully, and finally stopped. Li Muchan and the monk Xinjue have fought more than a dozen moves, and they are evenly divided, but he has not been hard to shake, but has used techniques to constantly resolve the power of the powerful demon fist. The inner monk seemed to have endless internal force, and a punch hung like a punch, and the power of each punch was heavier than the previous punch, as if the strength was superimposed. Li Muchan wanted to understand the mystery of the powerful demon fist, and he had been resisting the desire to be hard, and used the art of grappling to cope with clumsiness and stress. More than a dozen beckoning Xinjue monk's fists were really like a thousand pounds, Li Muchan no longer grappled, and suddenly changed his moves, and slapped his fist with a palm. This time it was an active attack, and the mind felt that the monk's eyes lit up, and his fists trembled. Li Muchan only felt that the two forces were surging one after another, and they were superimposed like ocean waves, one wave had not passed and the other had arrived, and the power was extremely powerful. Fortunately, Li Muchan has cultivated the dragon slayer, if there is no dragon slayer, he will suffer a big loss this time. "Bang" The two separated, Li Muchan took a few steps back, and the monk also took a few steps back, glaring at Li Muchan in surprise, looking puzzled. He didn't expect that he would encounter such a strong rebound, and it was the strength of his powerful demon fist, which was really a little weird!"Come again!" Li Muchan let out a long laugh, his palms were like jade, and the eight styles of dragon slaying were displayed. "Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the Xinjue Monk flew out, and the Dragon Slaying Eight Style seemed simple but had a unique essence, and it hit the Xinjue Monk. He rolled over in the snow a few times and got up, and there were some blood stains on the corners of his mouth. The strength of the Dragon Slaying Eight style is strange, it is a spiral strength, once it enters the body, it is like a drill bit, and it can't resist even if it has the true qi of the body. Li Muchan was also surprised, he didn't expect that the monk also practiced horizontal kung fu, although it was not as good as his own King Kong and not bad magic skills, but it was also extraordinary. changed to the dragon slaying eight style, this palm down, he couldn't hurt him at all. ............ The monk wiped away the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and with a slight shock, the snow on his body was shaken away. Li Yujiao slapped her slap twice hard, her palms turned red, and she felt relieved, Senior Brother Zhan Ran finally gained the upper hand! Li Muchan smiled and said: "What a powerful horizontal practice of kung fu!" Monk Xinjue said in a deep voice: "What a powerful palm technique, what kind of martial arts is this?" "Dragon slayer." Li Mu said. Monk Xinjue frowned: "You have already practiced the dragon slayer?!" Li Muchan nodded and said with a smile: "It's just a little bit of fur, it's not a practice." "Okay, I want to see the power of the dragon slayer, and then come!" said the monk in a deep voice, and suddenly raised his right hand and lightly touched it. "Whew!" came a loud roar. Li Muchan's figure was sudden, and a small hole appeared behind him. "King Kong Finger Power!" the two middle-aged women exclaimed. The inner monk felt a little more, but Li Muchan didn't move this time, his sleeves flicked, and the ruthless sleeves were unfolded, and the two forces met in the air. There was a crisp "pop", and the snow rolled up, as if blown away by a strong wind. "What kind of martial arts is this?" asked the monk of Xinjue, pointing out again, letting out a sneering whistle. Li Muchan said lightly: "Ruthless sleeves." "The original ruthless sleeve kung fu, trying to resist the vajra finger power, the golden net finger force is known as indestructible, everything is broken, although the ruthless sleeve is strong, but it can't resist the incomparably strong finger force. This time, he used the dragon slaying palm method to control the ruthless sleeve, the internal force was strange, both solid, and with rotation, as soon as the power of the King Kong fingers touched, if it encountered the earth chainsaw, it was immediately cut into several sections, and the power was lost. Seeing this, the monk frowned, and his right hand pointed out a golden finger force, and his left hand was erected, and his palm was like a knife, and he slowly slashed it down. Li Muchan was busy again. A scream of "Woo ......" sounded, and a crack appeared in the ground, spreading from the feet of the Xinjue monk to Li Muchan. With a muffled "bang", Li Muchan's left sleeve exploded into a piece of cloth and was swept away by the invisible wind. Li Muchan was surprised: "What kind of martial arts is this?" "Dharma Sword!" "The monk said in a deep voice. "Good kung fu, come again!" Li Muchan said with a smile. The monk of Xinjue formed a knife with both palms, and with one slash, two invisible sword qi surged. Li Muchan pressed the thumb of his left hand, and there was a "woo" whistle, followed by a muffled sound of "bang", and the snowflakes on the ground exploded, and the snowflakes were all over the sky, one after another, as if it was snowing again. PS The third watch is over.,It's been a hard time these days.,I'm embarrassed to keep asking for votes in a single chapter.。 (To be continued)