Song Shuhua frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "If you don't go, it's too late, ten grandmasters, two uncles, they can't succeed!"

Li Muchan shook his head and said: "The second master has profound skills, even if it doesn't work for a while, it doesn't matter, there is no need to rush to make a move." ”

"No!" Song Shuhua shook her head.

Li Muchan sighed, and said helplessly: "Let's see if there is an opportunity to take advantage of, maybe when they fight, they will be negligent in defending Fan Zhao......"

"Coffee ......" This is also C" Song Shuhua nodded slowly.

She also thinks this is a good idea, if she can really assassinate Fan Zhao, it doesn't hurt to delay for a while, as long as there are no accidents on the second uncle's side.

Li Muchan stretched out his hand to grab her willow waist, and the two of them fluttered, shuttling through the woods, silently like ghosts, and in a blink of an eye, they came closer.

Song Shuhua saw the situation in the field.

Eighteen or nineteen people got together to form two battle groups, ten grandmasters pressed eight people to fight, and among the eight people stood a young man, it was Fan Zhao, he was in a purple shirt and handsome, but at this time, his face was blue, his hands covered his shoulders and his eyes widened.

It could be seen that his shoulder was injured, Song Shuhua was a little disappointed, and he still failed to kill him after all, but looking at the situation of the second uncle, ten grandmasters pressed eight people to fight, and victory was in sight.

Among these eight people, there are only six grandmasters, and the remaining two are martial masters, although their cultivation is extremely high, they have become a burden, and two people can't match one grandmaster.

Song Shuhua was curious, she didn't know when the second uncle summoned the third wave of people, silently, unknowingly, she was so close but didn't find it.

Li Muchan guessed that it must be the third wave of people who saw Fan Zhao and them, and saw that they had many guards, so they automatically came to meet Song Hai and attack together, which can be done with a little judgment, otherwise how could only five of the eight guards succeed in assassination?

The situation on the field is extremely favorable to the Song Mansion, Li Muchan and Song Shuhua are not in a hurry to act, although Song Shuhua can't wait to step forward and kill Fan Zhao now, but he knows that there are four guards in secret, and these four guards must also be top masters, and they are also waiting for the opportunity.

She said to Li Muchan in her mind: "Do you want to solve those four secret guards first?"

Li Muchan thought for a moment and said, "I'll drag the secret guard, you assassinate Fan Zhao!"

"Can you do it alone?" Song Shuhua said uneasily.

With his cultivation, it is nothing against the two grandmasters, even if he can't win, he can protect himself, but against the top four is dangerous, which is tantamount to death.

Li Muchan smiled and said in his mind: "I still don't feel at ease about my light skills?"

Song Shuhua's eyes narrowed, and she nodded with a smile, indeed Li Muchan's light skills are the best she has ever seen, and she is truly shocking to the world, unmatched, and her ability to escape is top.

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Song Shuhua thought about it, nodded and said in her mind: "Well, okay, you go and rush, I'll act immediately and stick to it for ten rounds!"

Li Muchan put his arm around her, and Piaopiao approached a few points closer to the middle of the field, floating up the treetops.

Fan Zhao is a burly young man, tall and strong, handsome, he is really a rare beautiful man, why should he be strong against a woman with such a look, it can only be said that he is psychologically abnormal, such a person is too dangerous, it is best to kill.

The place where they fought was not an open space but between the trees, and in the middle were trees, most of which were huge trees that could reach the sky, some were struck by thunder, and some stood proudly and unharmed.

And the position where Fan Zhao is standing is under a tree, this tree is thick and straight, about two people hug the tree branch and rise to the sky, looking up there is a sense of insignificance.

Li Muchan observed the location of the dark guard with the Eye of the Void, and the four of them were not affected by the fight next to them, and still faintly surrounded Fan Zhao according to the position of the Four Elephant Array.

Each of them was more than a dozen miles away from Fan Zhao, and according to their cultivation, they could come to their aid in the shortest possible time.

Li Muchan thought about it, and it was impossible to get close to him silently, unless he exposed his ability to move a little, he didn't want to use this ability at will.

He thought about it, put Song Shuhua down, pressed it on the treetops, pointed to his lips, made a "shhhh

"Ahh

The remaining other martial artist quickly followed in his footsteps, and was also knocked away with a palm, it was Song Hai who made a move, and there were only six people left in the field, facing ten grandmaster masters, all of whom had deep cultivation, and the situation became more and more dangerous. ...,

Song Shuhua and Li Muchan were far apart, she couldn't see Li Muchan, but she knew that he was on the other side, and she was not in a hurry when she saw such a situation in the field, the six grandmasters of the Fan family were also old men, and their cultivation was profound, but compared to Song Hai, they were still a step behind, and they couldn't make up for the gap in numbers.

However, they formed a circle and cooperated with each other tacitly, but they also strengthened a little bit, and they were purely defensive and not offensive, so it was difficult to break through for a while.

"Bang!" another old man flew out, but it was a master of the Grandmaster.

This time, it was still Song Hai who succeeded, he had the strongest martial arts among all of them, his movements were like electricity, and his momentum was heavy.

At this time, there were only five old men left, and it was even worse to deal with ten people, seeing that their circle was getting smaller and smaller, they shrank two steps and were about to meet Fan Zhao who was standing in the chalk.

"Heng!" With a muffled snort, the four old men came out of the woods and attacked Song Hai and several of them very quickly.

Song Hai and the others were not prepared in advance, and when they were suddenly attacked, they immediately turned attack into defense, supported the impact of the four, stabilized again, and fought a level, stalemate.

The martial arts of these four secret guards are superb, and they are also masters of the grandmaster, similar to Song Hai and them, and joining them only stopped the decline.

"Bang!" a firework exploded in the sky, forming a dark cloud that curled in midair.

Like a dark cloud solidifying on the sky, Song Shuhua snorted secretly, this is the Fan family's signal for help, and there will be a Fan family's master to help after a while.

Song Shuhua wanted to urge Li Muchan, but she couldn't see him appear, so she pulled the black one to cover her face and then pounced down from the top of the tree, like a goshawk grabbing a rabbit and diving.

As soon as she appeared, they noticed that an old man flew up and jumped into the air to stop Song Shuhua, and the powerful palm force of his palms suddenly appeared in front of Song Shuhua, like erecting a wall in front of her.

Song Shuhua snorted, pushed with both palms, and hit hard, just hoping to kill Fan Zhao, once she dodged, there was no chance.

Song Hai and the others roared angrily, and took the opportunity to put pressure on them so that they could not withdraw to stop Song Shuhua.

"Bang!" There was a thunderous sound, and Song Shuhua froze in the air, then flipped out and fell to the tree again, and then swooped down again.

The old man somersaulted in the air and fell like a stone.

Song Shuhua grabbed Fan Zhao like a goshawk, his face was cold, his eyes were staring at Song Shuhua, not only was he not afraid, but he was murderous and wanted to pounce on Song Shuhua.

Song Shuhua sneered and the killing intent was even more powerful, and just as he was about to rush to Fan Zhao, another old man jumped up to stop him, and the two fought in the air.

Song Shuhua was anxious and annoyed, why didn't she see Li Muchan make a move, if she delayed any longer, she really had no chance to kill Fan Zhao again!

However, Li Muchan seemed to have disappeared, but he didn't appear, Song Shuhua slapped the old man with a belly of anger and "bang", and both of them turned upside down.

This time, Song Shuhua failed to fall back to the same place, and fell on a tree next to her, which shook the tree and made the leaves rattle.

The internal force that stopped Song Shuhua, the old man, was deep and pure, Song Shuhua couldn't completely unload his strength, and his blood was surging and his heart was surging, this time it was really bad.

Although Song Hai and the others desperately attacked and wanted to break their circle, so that they could not withdraw their hands to defend against Song Shuhua, the nine of them cooperated tacitly, no matter how Song Hai attacked them, they were immovable, strong and stable.

Fan Zhao stood in the circle and suddenly let out a sneer, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Song Hai and the others were silent, naturally they would not be stupid enough to talk to them, Fan Zhao said coldly: "Today's humiliation, I will repay it tenfold!"

He said these words slowly, as if they were coming out of his teeth.

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Song Hai and they have seen a lot of winds and waves, and they are determined, and they don't care about Fan Zhao's cruel words, they have heard a lot of such cruel words, and most of them are poisonous curses issued by useless people.

If a martial artist wants to become a grandmaster, it is not something that can be achieved by hard training, but also needs chance and understanding, although Fan Zhao is strong, he does not put it in their hearts.

Song Shuhua shouted angrily and pounced again, her jade face was cold, she couldn't care about Li Muchan anymore, she couldn't think of what he was worried about, she just wanted to kill Fan Zhao before coming to help.

There was a long howl in the distance, as if it came from the horizon, but the speed of the people coming was extremely fast, and the sound was very far away at first, and when the whistle ended, it was already much closer, obviously a very light skill. ...,

Song Shuhua could imagine that it must be the master of the Fan family who knew that something was wrong, and performed a secret technique to stimulate potential, and rushed impatiently.

"Hehe...... Fan Zhao's handsome face was a little hideous, staring at Song Shuhua and sneering: "My ninth uncle is here, you guys want to escape!"

Song Shuhua was in good spirits, the prestige of the Fan family's ninth child was indeed not small, so he had to solve him before he came, and rushed over again.

Another old man jumped up to block her, and with a push of both palms, another wall of air blocked in front of her, and the whistle sounded again, and it was already close in front of her.

Fan Zhao covered his shoulders with one hand, regardless of the blood falling down his fingertips, he laughed proudly, looked at Song Hai and them with pity, and shook his head: "None of you can live, you will all die in the factory!"

Song Shuhua was so angry that the root of his teeth itched, and he wanted to slap him with one palm, but listening to the howling sound that was getting closer and closer, he was a little panicked in his heart, Fan Qingquan, the ninth old member of the Fan family, known as the evil wolf, fought desperately, and it was often a trick that ended up together.

She was furious and angry, Li Muchan never appeared, which made her angry and anxious, but she couldn't find him, and she didn't know what he was doing.

"Bang!" Song Shuhua flipped in the air again and flew back upside down, this time ignoring the surging blood, and performing a fierce shot of the star-picking hand.

Fan Zhao was smirking proudly, and the laughter stopped and flew up violently.

A black shadow flashed opposite Song Shuhua, flashing like a meteor, and it had already arrived in front of Fan Zhao, Fan Zhao was in the air but did not panic and covered his shoulder with a fierce push, and the clear and real palm print met the black shadow.

The black shadow of Li Muchan's left hand was like a sword, breaking the palm print, and the right palm was slapped, and there was a crisp sound of "pop", like a small pebble falling into a deep well.

Fan Zhao's body stiffened, and then "wow" spit out a bloody sword, his body softened and fell straight down, and without waiting for others to save him, Li Muchan slapped his palm again.

"Poh!" Fan Zhao's head exploded like a watermelon.

"Let's go!" Li Muchan folded in the air, arrived in front of Song Shuhua, grabbed her and left. The howling sound rolled out like thunder, a purple shadow flashed in the woods, and when it came to everyone's eyes, it was a handsome and dashing middle-aged man, and at this time Li Muchan had already grabbed Song Shuhua and jumped into the woods.

"Ninth Master, chase after you!" an old man roared like thunder.

The handsome middle-aged Fan Qingquan caught Fan Zhao in the air in a flash, and when he saw his miserable appearance, he raised his head to the sky and let out an angry howl: "Ah--one!"

The leaves fell, and everyone seemed to be in the raging waves, their blood and qi were surging, and they were busy suppressing their luck, and their movements couldn't help but slow down.

Fan Qingquan disappeared in a flash, chasing in the direction where Li Muchan and Song Shuhua disappeared, and the ten people in the field fought for a while, and Song Haishen shouted: "Go!"

Ten people turned around and left, the ten guards were already distracted, some wanted to fight, pull Song Hai and their backs, some were discouraged, and some wanted to look back, so the tacit understanding was lost, and they were powerless to stop Song Hai from leaving.

Li Muchan's face was solemn, and he held Song Shuhua like a wisp of light smoke shuttling through the woods, but it was not the direction of returning to the city, and he galloped towards the top of the mountain.

Song Shuhua's anger completely dissipated, only admiration, Li Muchan seized the opportunity to be extremely accurate, killed with one blow, and slapped Fan Zhao's head to bloom.

She figured it out for a while, Li Muchan had been waiting for this opportunity, but it was a pity that she was stupid and didn't think of it, otherwise she would have killed Fan Zhao a long time ago, and she didn't have to wait for Fan Qingquan to come over and escape.

Now it was a little hanging, she turned her head to look at the back, although she didn't see Fan Qingquan's shadow, but this miserable howl made her heart tremble.

"Run, it's too bad for Fan Qingquan to chase after me!" she leaned into Li Muchan's ear and said in a low voice, but the strong wind dragged the noodles but was unloaded by the gangqi, and the trees in front of her quickly retreated.

A faint fragrance came to the end of his nose, and Li Muchan smiled lazily: "Don't worry." ”

Fan Qingquan let out a long howl again, the whistle rolled like thunder, and then a purple shadow flashed, appearing a hundred meters behind Li Muchan, Song Shuhua saw him, met his crazy eyes, and exclaimed: "Hurry up, catch up!"

Li Muchan turned his head and glanced back, shook his head, his body sped up, and Song Shuhua only felt that the trees in front of him turned into a streamer, distorted and couldn't see clearly.

Fan Qingquan let out another long howl, his speed also increased, and he followed again, Song Shuhua exclaimed: "Catch up!"

Li Muchan shook his head and smiled: "Don't make a fuss, he's just one person, what if you catch up, the two of us can't clean him up?!", Song Shuhua hurriedly said, "He is the ninth child of the Fan family, he is a madman, it's best not to fight him!"

Li Muchan asked, "Why?"

Song Shuhua said quickly: "If he fights, he will die together, unless his martial arts are far superior to him, otherwise he really can't beat him!"

Li Muchan frowned and nodded slowly: "This is a trouble." ”

Once a person fights for his life, his potential is indeed terrifying, and when he encounters such a madman, he will not fight if he can, Li Muchan does not want to fight him, so his body speed up again.

When he was speeding up, he suddenly turned to the south and swept away, seeing that he had turned over the hill but did not go up, Fan Qingquan followed closely.

"Why don't you go over?" Song Shuhua asked with a frown.

Li Muchan said: "His whistle may be a signal, maybe someone is waiting for us in front!"

Song Shuhua woke up and nodded hurriedly, there is indeed this possibility.

Li Muchan looked at Piao Piao walking quite chic and brisk, but the speed was as fast as electricity, and Song Shuhua was unaffected, and after a while, he shook off Fan Qingquan.

The two of them went south for a while, and when they were almost at the foot of the mountain, they turned again, and went north again, crossed the mountain, and entered the endless mountains.

Entering here is like a fish returning to the sea, and he wants to set up an ambush, Song Shuhua breathed a sigh of relief, turned his head and looked back at Fan Qingquan's shadow.

Li Muchan came to a small valley, put her down, and said with a smile: "There is also a tunnel entrance near here, right? ”

The terrain of this small valley is extremely hidden, and the area is very small, if you don't get close, it is difficult to notice, and the peach trees in the valley are all over the mountain, exuding a faint fragrance.

"How do you know?" Song Shuhua looked at in surprise.

Li Muchan smiled: "But there are a few mountains, each mountain should have an exit, even if it doesn't hit, it's almost the same, right?"

"Heng, you are not allowed to say it!" Song Shuhua glanced at him.

Li Muchan nodded: "I don't know if the second master has taken it off or not."

"Let's get Fan Qingquan away, it's no problem for the second uncle to get out. Song Shuhua said.

As she spoke, she walked into the valley and soon came to the east side of the stone wall, which was covered with moss and black.

She glanced around, and suddenly clapped a few palms, there was a muffled "boom", and a stone cave opened on the wall, she turned her head and said, "Hurry up!"

After the two of them got into the stone cave, they walked quickly under their feet, and they had already performed light skills, and in the blink of an eye, they came to another exit, but it was her small courtyard, Xiao Xiao of the bamboo forest.

The two of them sat directly in the small pavilion to calm down, and after a while, she recovered from the previous thrill and took a long breath.

She was just about to speak, when footsteps sounded, and Song Xiuxiu's voice came: "Sister Chalk, Sister Chalk, it's not good!"

Song Shuhua snorted: "Xiuxiu, what's wrong, what a fuss!"

Song Xiuxiu came to the small pavilion like a gust of wind, and before she could stand firmly, she shouted, "The people of the Fan family are knocking on the door!" ）