Wen Yinyue stopped, frowned and looked at her coldly

Li Muchan smiled: "Miss Jiang is working hard, what do you want?"

As he spoke, his index finger twitched. With a soft roar, a finger force surged out, and the air rippled, hitting Jiang Nan directly.

Jiang Nan raised his hand and pointed out, there was a soft "pop", and the two fingers collided in the air, making a crisp sound. In the open space between the two, the leaves were rolling like a strong wind.

She let out a "huh", her eyes narrowed, and she gave her index finger a little.

With a crisp sound, Li Muchan then pointed out his index finger, the air rippled, and the two fingers collided in the air, disappearing invisibly.

Li Muchan was so strong that he barely blocked the Changbai sword finger.

Jiang Nan snorted: Little monk, isn't your fingering bad, this is the Canghai God Finger?"

Li Muchan said with a smile: "Exactly, the Changbai Sword is worthy of its name!"

Jiang Nan pursed his lips and hummed: "The little monk doesn't have to pat himself on the back, my Changbai sword finger is false, and I don't need you to judge!"

Li Muchan said: "Miss Jiang, we have no grudges and no hatred. Why bother with each other?"

Jiang Nanming's eyes widened, and he snorted: "Little monk, get out of the way, don't meddle in your business, I'm not looking for you, it's Wen Yinyue!"

Li Muchan said with a smile: "Senior sister has something to do, junior brother obeys it, and wants to do something with my senior sister, so defeat me first." ”

Jiang Nan's face sank, and he said coldly: "Okay." Little monk, if you look for death, I will fulfill you!"

As she spoke, she drew her sword out of the sheath, and without waiting for Li Muchan to speak, a sword stabbed at her, as if she was careless, but the sword light was like electricity, and it came in an instant, and the cold air hit her through the air.

Li Muchan twisted his body and drew his sword, sprinkling a continuous sword light in front of him, like a mountain, it was the eight swords of Zhenyue.

"Little monk, you are not a Canghai swordsmanship!" Jiang Nan Jianguang snorted coldly as if he was going to freeze people.

Li Muchan said with a smile: "It depends on Miss Jiang's ability, whether she can force me to use the Canghai Sword Technique!"

She sneered: "What an arrogant little monk! Grandma is in a good mood today, I didn't want to kill you, it seems that I can't be kind, I will die!"

As soon as the words fell, the cold light soared, and the long sword pierced through the continuous sword light, reaching Li Muchan's chest.

Li Muchan was surprised in his heart, and his hands were not slow. Swing the sword in front of him, and the spine of the sword blocks the tip of the sword.

"There was a crunch sound, and it was endless.

Li Muchan took a step back, only to feel that his arm was sore, and he hurriedly changed the sword in his left hand to meet the stormy sword light, and kept retreating.

Hmph, Ding, Ding, Ding" The crisp sound of gold and iron is endless, like rain hitting plantains.

Li Muchan's heart was awe-inspiring, he didn't expect that this weak and slender girl had such amazing internal strength and such powerful swordsmanship, and she was invincible, worthy of the beloved daughter of the head of the Changbai Sword Sect.

He sighed in his heart that since he broke into the martial arts, he can be called an adventure all the way, and he has advanced by leaps and bounds. But every time I meet a master, I am often deflated and really depressed.

Fortunately, he has Vajra and is not bad. There are also people and gods who watch the heavens and gods according to the scriptures, so they are full of confidence and have the capital to start over.

In addition, he has a detached and free mentality, and he does not care about temporary setbacks, so he has always been half-hearted, otherwise, ordinary people will suffer from these setbacks. It's been crazy a long time ago.

While his thoughts were flying, he made a move with Jiang Nan, the sword was like a storm and thunder, and it was like a mountain pressing on the top, and every sword was so overwhelming that he couldn't breathe.

What's even more terrifying is that she is heavier than a sword, a sword is faster than a sword, a sword is heavier than a sword, and the pressure is getting bigger and bigger, and she has to crush him to collapse.

Li Muchan sighed secretly, is it possible, she is using the Canghai Divine Sword, wave after wave?

Wen Yinyue stood under a pine tree and watched. With bright eyes like water, the jade hand held a few pine needles, gently paddled the palm, and watched carelessly.

Seeing Li Muchan's hard support, she bowed her head lightly and said lightly: "Senior brother, this is a snowstorm sword, blindly resisting, and you will definitely be defeated in the end." ”

"Yes, Senior Sister!" Li Muchan replied, and changed his right hand again, the sword light was continuous, layer after layer, heavy mountains and mountains, like mountains.

Since cultivating the Canghai Divine Skill, the power of the Zhenyue Eight Swords has become stronger and stronger, just in terms of defense. It is not inferior to Qiankun swordsmanship, which makes it a single sword, and he naturally prefers it.

At this time, Fang Jue was still far from reaching the Fa.

He breathes extremely quickly, and his internal force runs far faster than ordinary people. Wave after wave to relieve the numbness, otherwise, the long sword would have already flown out of his hand.

Seeing that the Zhenyue Eight Swords could not succeed, he shook his head helplessly, feeling that he had not obtained the subtlety of them, and this set of Zhenyue Eight Swords was definitely not such a power.

The sword light suddenly rose, and he suddenly drew an arc in front of him.

There was a crisp sound, the air exploded, and the surrounding cold was dispersed.

Jiang Nan's sword momentum froze, and then he attacked wildly, the lightning skyrocketed, and the cold air overflowed.

Li Muchan didn't care about it, he just drew an arc in front of him, and an explosion sounded, blasting the air in front of him, forming a vacuum. ,

Jiang Nan's sword stabbed over, and when it entered the vacuum, it stagnated, and the sharpness was suddenly lost, and the continuous momentum was interrupted, and it was difficult to form a superposition effect.

As the sword was wielded, he became more and more proficient. From arcs to clusters of clear light, as if they were round mirrors, blocking long swords.

Li Muchan does not seek merit, but only seeks no fault, no matter what moves, just draw his own circle.

One cast the Blizzard Sword, and the other cast a move taught by Master Zhu Zhaotai himself, evenly divided, stalemate,

In the blink of an eye, a quarter of an hour passed.

Li Muchan has deep internal strength and long veins. Jiang Nan's internal strength is deeper, but the length of the qi vein is inferior, and after losing his sharpness, he is no longer strong.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Miss Jiang, let's stop!"

"Die!" Jiang Nan bit his red lip, his face full of stubbornness. Sneered.

The sword light rose sharply, the cold air was like a tide, the sword light was bright, and it was so fast that Li Muchan was caught off guard and was stabbed in the left chest.

The long sword pierced his body, Li Muchan's expression remained unchanged, and with a slap of the sword with his right hand, the Canghai Divine Skill urged the three pure internal forces to surge in.

Jiang Nan was surprised, and his body froze. I was shocked and half of my side was numb.

Li Muchan's left hand then slapped her chest, and she sensed something strange at the touch, and her palm momentum eased for a moment.

The tentacles were soft and elastic, soft and delicate, and through a thin layer of clothing, knowing that he had hit her daughter's vital point, he immediately spit out his internal force, and his heart did not move.

Jiang Nan flew out with a stunned face.

"Senior brother!" a pale green shadow flashed. Wen Yinyue appeared, and a faint fragrance followed.

Wen Yinyue held him up, her eyes clear.

Looking at the long sword shaking in Li Muchan's chest, she frowned, reached out and pulled Li Muchan's wrist, and a trace of internal force drilled into it like a thread, lingering around his heart.

Li Muchan sighed secretly, seeing that she was injured like this, the senior sister was not anxious, obviously she didn't take herself to heart, and she didn't take her injury to heart.

"I'm ashamed. Li Muchan smiled.

The lotus shadow flashed at Wen Yinyue's feet, appeared in front of Jiang Nan, and pressed it lightly with a palm, and the palm was full of lotus shadows.

"Senior sister's subordinates have mercy!" Li Muchan hurriedly shouted.

His voice was so loud that he suddenly coughed violently, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

Wen Yinyue stopped her jade palm, turned her head to look at Li Muchan, and then looked at Jiang Nan, who was sitting on the ground, glaring at her viciously.

Wen Yinyue shook her head and sighed, and the lotus shadow flashed under her feet. appeared beside Li Muchan, and with a light touch of his fingers, he sealed several acupoints near his wounds.

Wen Yinyue said lightly: "Senior brother, if you are injured like this, you still don't forget to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?"

Li Muchan smiled bitterly and said, "Senior sister, let's go!"

"Hmm. Wen Yinyue glanced at Jiang Nan on the ground.

Received a palm from Li Muchan, her injuries were not light, the corners of her delicate mouth were bloody, her breath was short, but her eyes were full of stubbornness, and she stared at the two of them without showing weakness.

Li Muchan glanced at her and shook his head: "Miss Jiang." If you want to do it with your senior sister, it's still far away, just practice for a few more years and then go down the mountain!"

Wen Yinyue said lightly: "According to my wishes." It's to kill you, but my junior brother wants to let you go, spare you for the time being, and I hope you don't meet me again. ”

After that, she put her arm on Li Muchan's shoulder, and the lotus shadow under her feet flashed, fluttered away, and disappeared into the village forest in the blink of an eye.

"Little monk, I won't kill you, I won't be a man!" Jiang Nan looked at the lonely woods and gritted his teeth.

As she spoke, she slapped it hard, and a palm print was branded on the ground.

Spat up another mouthful of blood, she reached out, slowly stood up, and staggered away.

Wen Yinyue took Li Muchan to the depths of the woods, there were no roads around, weeds and green vines occupied the gap between the pine villages, and the pine trees were tall and stout. Soar into the sky.

Wen Yinyue flicked his sleeves, and the mud and grass on the ground rolled, like the ups and downs of the waves, just a flick, but the mud and grass rolled endlessly, wave after wave.

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Senior sister, how many levels have you practiced the Canghai Divine Skill?"

"Eight floors. Wen Yinyue said lightly.

Li Muchan was speechless.

Wen Yinyue said: "You didn't hurt too badly, you didn't hurt your heart, it's really a blessing, but it doesn't matter if you hurt your heart, there is a yin and yang creation technique." ”

Li Muchan said sharply: "Senior sister, thanks to my cleverness, I moved at a critical time, this little girl is ruthless, and she is a killer." ”

"You are reluctant to kill her, she is willing to kill you!" "Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade's problem!" Wen Yinyue said lightly, and with a flash of sword light, she cut off a thigh-like tree.

Then the sword light Huo Huo, pieces of wood were gathered and placed to form a wooden couch.

Li Muchan said with a smile: "Senior sister, I don't pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, she is the pearl of the Changbai Sword Sect, killing her, a bloody battle is inevitable." ”

Wen Yinyue frowned, glanced at him, and was silent.

Seeing her put away her sword and sit cross-legged on the wooden couch, Li Muchan hurriedly said: "Senior sister, you don't have to perform the Yin and Yang Creation Technique, I have practiced the Vajra Divine Skill, and the healing is still effective, so I'll do it myself." ”

"Hmm. Wen Yinyue nodded, not reluctantly.

Li Muchan said: "It may take a long time, and I am annoyed that Senior Sister will protect the Dharma for me." ”

Wen Yinyue waved her hand, signaling that she knew.

Li Muchan quickly crossed his knees, Wen Yinyue sat beside him, closed his eyes slightly, time passed like water, and an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps.

The new year is coming, a new beginning. Watching the Spring Festival Gala yesterday, it was really embarrassing, I felt that it was humiliated, and it was not worth staying up late. Just the old old mouth... 8. A different experience for fishing books!