The picture of Yu in the sea was painted by Elder Ouyang at the beginning, and he occupied it for another week, groaned for a while, and turned his head to the south.

He performed light skills all the way, the speed was like the wind, since the purple pill pulse, his light skills have become more and more sophisticated, and the floating light and shadow are displayed, and there is really the speed of light and shadow.

People come and go on the official road, it is the busiest time, Li Muchan passed by, they only felt a gust of wind, they felt strange, plain and unreasonable, how could there be a sudden gust of strange wind? I couldn't help but scold, this ghost weather, it's really weird!

Li Muchan first followed the official road, and when he reached the corner, he still walked straight to the south, and then he went out of the official road, which was a forest, and he jumped on the treetops and flew close to the treetops.

The speed is like the wind, the objects in front of him are flying, and the purple pill in his body is rotating, providing a steady stream of internal force, driving his legs to speed forward, and he suddenly has the feeling of driving a car in the future.

However, this is much more fun and exciting than driving a car.

In the midst of Mercedes, he admired the light work of the old man in yellow.

If there is no Feiyunbu, he is definitely not his opponent, this old man's internal strength is extremely profound, only inferior to the bald man Kouda.

However, the bald Dakou is twenty or thirty years younger, and his internal strength is still higher than that of the old man, which shows the essence of martial arts in Landa Temple, and this old man must also be from a famous family.

I thought that I had formed a purple pill, with wide meridians and deep internal strength, and I was already a top master, but now when I look at it, I know that I am far behind.

He shook his head and sighed, put aside his thoughts, and hurried away, and the other half of his mind cultivated the Tianyuan Breathing Technique, his pores opened, and he was inhaled by the spinning Zidan, which was transformed into internal force and injected into his legs.

After half a day's work, he came to Fairy Peak, it was already noon, and the sun was shining.

When passing by Fairy Peak, he didn't stay long, although he wanted to go back to the valley to see, but he was worried about the people in Meifu, so he directly turned over Fairy Peak and went west.

After an hour, he met the people of Meifu.

The guards of the Mei Mansion had already found the horses, and they were all galloping one by one, dusty, looking neat, obviously not fighting.

Mei Ruolan's three daughters walked among the crowd, all wearing tight-fitting suits and heroic.

Mei Ruolan looked calm, tidy, and had no sense of escape, but seemed to be traveling across the youth in spring, with a dignified and noble temperament, like standing out from the crowd.

Li Muchan hid in the dark and observed, but did not appear, and they did not notice.

He lay in the dark, and he was not idle.

First, he made a round basket with branches, made a broom, made a shovel out of wood, and made two wooden horseshoe, which was very similar to the bowl stepped on by the concubines of the Qing court in later generations.

When the people of Meifu passed, he fell from the tree onto the path and walked backwards in the direction they came.

As you walk, you will pick up horse manure from the ground and put it in a round basket while sweeping away the traces of the horse's hooves.

The piles of horse manure were still steaming, and he carefully wrapped them in baskets with internal force to prevent them from changing shape and ignoring the stench.

After walking four or five miles, and collecting twenty piles of horse manure, he stopped, turned aside, and headed north, and went on a path.

As soon as I got on the trail, I put on two horses' hooves and stepped on them, and the broom was shattered and turned into powder, and the wind blew and fluttered.

He carefully scattered a pile of horse manure every other section, sometimes tens of meters, sometimes several meters, sometimes hundreds of meters, at varying intervals.

He went all the way to the small woods outside Crouching Tiger Mountain, and then got into the village forest, stepping on his feet non-stop, as if dozens of horses had come.

Then, he stepped on the wooden horse's hooves again, came to the foot of Crouching Tiger Mountain, and stepped back and forth a few times.

When he had done this, he shattered everything and climbed a large tree and sat on it. With a smile on his face, he ran the Tianyuan Tuna Technique. "Did you get in here?!"

"Head of the house, this is it!" a middle-aged man's voice sounded.

"Search for me!" Li Jixian shouted angrily.

An old man hurriedly said, "Master, slow down!"

"Wang Feng, what's wrong?" Li Jixian asked in a deep voice.

The old man persuaded: "Master, this is Crouching Tiger Mountain, the territory of the bald Dakou!

Li Jixian sneered: "Hmph, bald Dakou! What a bald Dakou! They are not small!"

"The head of the family, the bald man acts cruelly and does not cause trouble. The king offered to persuade gently.

Li Jixian shouted angrily: "I don't care! The people who harbor the Mei family are against my surname Li, and they will all be killed!"

He was crazy, and his voice was a little crazy.

"Alas, "Yes!" Wang Xian sighed.

Footsteps sounded one after another, more than 100 people searched in a netting style, and soon found dense horse hooves and some horse manure, and suddenly someone shouted: "The head of the house, this is wanted!"

So a group of people came to the place where Li Muchan asked to step on it wildly, Li Jixian took the lead, looked down at the horseshoe prints, and hummed: "Sure enough, it is hidden here!", "Search again!" He raised his hand, and everyone then took this place as the center of the circle and scattered in all directions.

Soon, they found the foot of Crouching Tiger Mountain.

Stand at the foot of Crouching Tiger Mountain and look up. The bluestone stairs are paved to the top, like a blue belt hanging in the sky, and it is difficult to climb the steep cliff.

Seeing this steep and strange mountain, it is easy to feel small.

Li Muchan was hiding in a tree, like a ghost, and ordinary guards couldn't find it at all.

He squinted at the crowd, who were standing at the foot of Crouching Tiger Mountain, looking up, their faces changing.

A wrinkled little old man touched his beard and frowned: "Master of the family, strange, how can a horse go up such a steep mountain?"

"The bald man comes and goes, there is naturally a way!" Li Jixian said coldly.

The dry and thin little old man frowned: "Isn't there someone who is making trouble, wanting us to kill each other with the bald man and collect the benefits of the light man?"

"The king is enshrined. You think too much!" Li Jixian shook his head, pointed to the horseshoe prints and hummed, "If that's the case." This man is cunning, how could he make such a low-level mistake, everyone knows that the horse can't get up!"

He sneered: "The more flawed. The more credible!"

"The head of the house," Wang Feng shook his head.

Li Jixian interrupted his words and said coldly: "There is no need to say more, I have made up my mind... "Hmph, I'd rather kill the mistake, let my mother go, go up!"

"Alas" Wang Xian smiled bitterly, looking at Li Jixian's bloodshot eyes and hideous and distorted face, shaking his head and sighing. Give up and persuade again. Know in vain.

The head of the family was already slow to use the Internet for his own use, but at this time, he was furious, and he became even more violent, and he couldn't listen to the words of others.

Li family guards

After more than 20 steps, there were two bald men, and when they saw them coming up, they raised their voices and shouted: "Stop coming!

The Li family's guards ignored it and approached at a fast pace.

"Woo," a whistle sounded, terrible.

The howling sound woke up the quiet Crouching Tiger Mountain, and suddenly someone rushed down from the top of the mountain, his bald head flashed, and the tide poured down, quickly spreading every step. It's blazing fast.

At this time, the Li family's guards were already close to the two big men, and they drew their swords and killed "Ding Ding Dong and fought together."

The steps are narrow, and you can only stand two people in parallel, barely able to stand three people, but you can't perform moves.

Li Jixian stood behind, and saw that the two guards and the two Han men were fighting together, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while. He frowned impatiently and snorted, "Waste!" Zhao Xianfeng, slaughtered these two guys!"

"Yes!" A fat old man clenched his fists, waved his hand, and suddenly dozens of hidden weapons shot out.

, Ding Ding, Ding, Ding" The two bald men waved their swords to block. Resist all the hidden weapons.

"Uh" The guards of the Li Mansion took the opportunity to sneak attack and stabbed a bald man in the lower abdomen.

Then the two of them attacked another big man together, and Zhao Fengfeng used a hidden weapon again, his hidden weapon was unguardable, and the tricky and weird big man was hit by a dart in the chest and fell.

At this time, the bald men on the mountain reached the halfway point of the mountain, and their bald heads were shining in the sun.

Li Jixian shouted in a deep voice: "A few worshippers, let's go to the front, they don't resist, follow behind, and kill up the mountain!"

"Yes, Master. Several worshippers answered the way, jumped up, swept over their heads, fluttered down in front of them, and then walked up.

A group of people went up, a group of people went down, and the two groups converged halfway up the mountain.

Taking advantage of the fact that their attention was all focused on the top, Li Muchan was like a ghost, caught a guard, who was similar to him, dragged him back to the woods and fainted, and changed his clothes.

He wears a black belt on his head and wears a black power suit. If it was a different person, the black belt just covered his short hair.

Quietly blending into the guards, they were nervous, they were all staring at the mountain, and they didn't have time to care, but they didn't even notice Li Muchan's fake.

Moreover, he is strong in spirit, changes freely, subconsciously imitates them, full of energy, radiant, heroic, and temperament is the same as theirs, standing in the crowd, it is difficult to provoke people.

The two teams collided, and suddenly several bald men flew up, hit the stone walls on both sides, and slid down screaming, screaming in the air.

When these men fall down to the bottom of the mountain, they will be crushed into pulp.

The Li family's guards were all shocked, and there was a slight chill.

The same is death, being stabbed to death by the sword, and falling from the bottom of the mountain and falling into the flesh and dying, they would rather die by the sword.

"Li family boy, be fearless, kill it!" Li Jixian waved his sword and shouted, and the sound shook the entire Crouching Tiger Mountain. "Kill one by one!" the crowd screamed, blood boiling.

At the end of the crowd, Li Muchan secretly praised that the head of the family had something extraordinary, and at a critical time, this shout greatly boosted morale.

Several enshrined in front, the first two Li Muchan recognized that it was Song and Chen, the two of them combined their swords and laid a dense sword net, completely blocking the bald men. , The fat Zhao is enshrined behind them, pumping the cold and shooting the hidden weapon, weird and tricky, and it is impossible to prevent it, under the sword net of the two, it is already overstretched, and it is impossible to prevent the hidden weapon.

One by one, figures flew up and landed on the nearby stone wall, screaming and sliding down.

In the blink of an eye, six bald men have died tragically.

There was a group of people behind the bald man, a total of six people, who were looking down with cold eyes and a cold expression.

"Second master, let's go!" said a thick man, shaking his long stick, his face was cross-faced, and his muscles bulged out, as if he was about to burst his clothes.

The thin middle-aged man shook his head. He had an ordinary appearance, a pair of eyes that were exceptionally narrow, and his gaze was cold and frightening, staring at the fight below, and he was silent.

"Second master, these guys are amazing, the brothers are dying in vain, we can't wait any longer!" the thick man cried out anxiously.

The middle-aged man said lightly: "Don't worry, figure out the truth and see what other good hands they have." ”

He didn't seem to see the bald men die tragically, his expression was not shocked, and he stared at Li Jixian intently.

The faces of the four people behind him were anxious, but they strongly suppressed their mood, on Crouching Tiger Mountain, the two masters have always said the same, and since the big boss did not come back, no one dared to plunder it.

After a while, the middle-aged man waved his hand: "Go on!"

The stout man was overjoyed and shouted: "Brothers, hold on, I'm coming!"

After that, he pointed to the ground with a long stick, jumped up, swept past dozens of people, came to the forefront, swept with a stick, swept thousands of troops in one style, and the momentum was extremely fierce.

Song Xianfeng and Chen Xianfeng sword light converged, and was swept away by his long stick, his face changed suddenly, and he took a step back.

Their swordsmanship is dense, yin and yang are combined, they are as one, and there are no flaws, but when they encounter this unreasonable long stick, they encounter Ke Huang

The thick and strong man's long stick waved, the wind whistled, and within five feet of his body, he was shrouded in the long stick.

All the big men retreated, leaving him with three steps to himself.

This big man was born with divine power, a stick down, the force was heavy, and as soon as the long sword collided, even if the two worshippers had deep internal strength, the long sword couldn't help swinging, and the sword moves could not be coherent.

A few cold rays flew up, the hidden weapon greeted, and the thick man sneered, ignoring the "Ding Ding Ding Ding" hidden weapon as soon as it came within five feet of him, and immediately rebounded back.

The worshippers swept away with their sleeves and furrowed their eyebrows.

Li Jixian shouted: "Sun worship!"

A tall old man squeezed through Song and Chen, and stood in front, he was holding a gold-wire big ring knife, the back of the knife was thick, and the cold light of the snow was flickering, which was chilling to look at.

He didn't say a word, and slashed it down, the sword light was like a match, and he whimpered.

"With a loud bang, the knife and the stick bounced off.

"Good!" the bald man laughed, looking like crazy, and swung down one stick after another, and the tall old man waved the gold-wire big ring knife, and met it without showing weakness.

The constant clashing of knives and sticks made people's ears ache and their bodies tingle.

"Rush up!" Li Jixian shouted.

The worshippers flew up, swept past the two people who were fighting, and rushed to the crowd above, and the guards of the Li Mansion walked according to the law, jumping up and rushing forward.

The scene suddenly became tragic, and Li Muchan was mixed in it, and he also killed the bald man.

Kill and kill. He slowly made his way through the crowd and rushed to the top of the mountain, followed by a few Li Mansion guards.

There are still people guarding the steps above, intercepting them, these bald men have extraordinary martial arts, when he finishes going up the steps, to the flat place, the people around him are dead.

What he kept reciting was the Vajra Finger Secret Script.

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