Master Zhuzhao snorted too lightly: "The Changbai Sword Sect is really obsessed with killing Yinyue......" Among the three, only Wen Yinyue was recognized, Master Zhuzhao was too dressed as an ordinary person, like a disciple of the Canghai Sword Sect, Li Muchan was even more unlike a person in the martial arts, and among the three, only Wen Yinyue was the most eye-catching. The Changbai Sword Sect killed the same person three times and five times, just to take advantage of Wen Yinyue's loneliness and take the opportunity to kill him, the opportunity is really rare, like a piece of fat meat to the mouth. Wen Yinyue said, "Master, I'll take a look." ...... "Don't worry, let's go over together." Master Takezhao waved his hand. This time he must have come prepared, only ten people, and he should have heard the news of the annihilation of Fan Dongyuan's fifty people, so naturally it was not good. Wen Yinyue's martial arts are like this, I haven't really seen much, people think that she is old, she is a woman, and her martial arts are not high, so she can take advantage of her unpreparedness and directly kill the more than fifty masters. These masters can be regarded as pillars in ordinary sects, but they are like pillars in front of Wen Yinyue, allowing them to be killed without the power to resist. The carriage moved slowly, and the red horses pulling the cart were lazy, as if they were also basking in the sun. Ten white knights lined up in front of them, intercepting the avenue, and after more than a hundred meters, the coachman noticed something unusual, and hurriedly pulled the reins, and the carriage stopped. The old coachman turned his head and looked: "Girl, it's ......" He was well-informed, and he was not afraid, and he saw Wen Yinyue's swordsmanship, and he was more confident. Wen Yinyue nodded lightly: "Just stop here, you hide, don't be afraid." "Hehe, there is a girl here, all evils will not invade, and the little old man is not afraid. The old coachman said with a smile. Wen Yinyue floated away, and in a blink of an eye, she came to the ten white-clothed knights, raised her head and said lightly: "You guys are blocking the way, what are you doing?" The first knight was a middle-aged man, with a slender body, a narrow face, and eyes like electricity: "You are Wen Yinyue, right?" Wen Yinyue nodded: "Exactly, you are from the Changbai Carving Sect?...... "Yes, we are ordered to invite Miss Wen back to the mountain, please!" The middle-aged man said in a deep voice. Wen Yinyue smiled lightly: "If you want to invite me to Changbai Sword Peak, it depends on your ability." "The young master has an order, if you resist, don't worry about killing, Miss Wen, you have thought about it, don't make mistakes!" The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, his eyes were like electricity, piercing Wen Yinyue's eyes. Wen Yinyue said: "Don't talk nonsense. The middle-aged man looked at her deeply, shook his head regretfully, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, since this is the case, it's no wonder that he is destroying flowers with inferior hot hands...... ...... Kill!" as soon as he raised his hand, the other nine people pressed the saddle, jumped into the air and swooped down, rushing towards Wen Yinyue like an eagle catching a chicken, and the nine long swords were unsheathed and formed a circle under the hood. ........................ Wen Yinyue flashed, broke out of the encirclement of nine people, and instantly appeared behind the middle-aged man, the sword light flashed, and the tip of the column had reached his vest. "Ding ......" The middle-aged man carved upside down for a long time, and pointed at the tip of Wen Yinyue's sword. The two swords intersected, Wen Yinyue only felt that the palm of her hand was hot, the long sword was almost out of her hand, and a faint lotus flower flashed at her wrist, and then disappeared, and her arm returned to normal. She was surprised in her heart, people can't look good, she didn't expect this middle-aged man to be a top master, he obviously calculated his tricks, he had already prepared, and he could only achieve such power with a single blow. "Go!" The middle-aged man snorted, and the sword light stabbed at Wen Yinyue like electricity, Wen Yinyue swung lightly and waved his hand. This sword is so wonderful that it just seals the middle-aged man's moves, as if waiting for him to hit up, and the middle-aged man has no choice but to forcibly change his moves. Wen Yinyue slashed his sword again, sealing his moves again, he was awkward and depressed, and his sword momentum could not be used, so he could only change his moves again. The other nine people pounced, and Wen Yinyue flashed and broke out of the encirclement again. Her light skills are superior to them, and with the subtlety of her swordsmanship, the ten of them are suddenly like headless entertainment, and they can only chase her around, in vain. Li Muchan said with a smile: "No wonder Senior Sister is so fierce, killing fifty people last time was like child's play, it turned out to be a restraint of their swordsmanship, haha, interesting! Interesting!" Wen Yinyue is a genius, and she has a very fast comprehension of martial arts, otherwise, she would not be so old that cultivating the Miao Lotus Sutra is better than the blue. Such a genius is rare in the world, but Li Muchan's appearance covered her light. It's the King Kong Immortal Skill again, the King of the Ming Dynasty, and the Canghai Divine Sword, and Wen Yinyue, who has cultivated the Miaolian Sutra, is not surprising. She watched the Flying Immortal Sword Sutra and comprehended a lot, in terms of Wu nature, he was much stronger than Nie Wuqiu, although he could not fully comprehend this Sword Sutra in a short period of time, but the sword technique used to deal with the Changbai Sword Sect was enough. All the martial arts of the Changbai Lie School were born from the Flying Immortal Sword Sutra, and the Flying Immortal Sword Sutra is its foundation, the source, she has comprehended the Flying Immortal Sword Sutra, and the swordsmanship of the Changbai Sword Sect is like a pattern in the palm of her hand. ,

Her light sword, which seemed graceful and elegant to others, was like a sword dance, but to the disciples of the Changbai Sword Sect, it was a flaw, as deadly as a snake. Master Takezhao also laughed, shook his head and said, "I didn't expect such a wonderful thing to happen by mistake." "From then on, the Changbai Sword Sect can no longer raise its head in front of the Canghai Sword Sect, it will be suppressed to the death, Yin Yue is a great contributor, and the swordsmanship she has performed has gone beyond the barrier of the Canghai Nine Swords, faintly fused with the Flying Immortal Sword Sutra, and formed a unique set of swordsmanship. The last time she faced more than 50 people, she had already seen the embryonic form, and this time it was more complete, leapfrogging progress, showing her superhuman understanding. Master Takesho was smiling, proud and proud. The middle-aged man in the lead walked away, and suddenly did not chase Wen Yinyue, between this chase and escape, the formation could not be maintained, and two people had already been damaged. He came to Li Muchan in a flash, swinging his sword like pulling grass and looking for a snake, and the sword momentum was as fast as lightning, showing Jingqi's swordsmanship cultivation. Li Muchan laughed, and slapped his palm at the tip of the sword. The middle-aged man smiled evilly, and used his palm to meet the sword purely to find death, and his internal force urged him to be more sick, wanting to pierce his palm at the same time, and stab him in the chest. "Ding ......" made a crisp sound, the middle-aged man trembled, and the long sword flew out of his hand. Li Muchan's palm was as white as jade, and the long sword flew away on one side, and the palm in the chest of the middle-aged man suddenly flew out. "Poof...... He spewed out a bloody arrow in the air, as if something broken was spurting out along with the blood arrow, but all his internal organs were shattered. "Bang!" he landed like a rag bag, motionless. Li Muchan shook his head, turned his head and smiled: "Soft persimmons are not so easy to pinch!" Master Zhu Zhao pursed his lips and smiled: "He has eyes and no beads purely to find death!" Li Muchan said: "Master, do you want me to come forward to help and solve them as soon as possible?" Master Zhu Zhao shook his head: "No, they hone their swordsmanship for Yinyue, it's the best." While the two were talking, two more were killed by swords, and Li Muchan raised his voice and said, "Senior sister, hurry up and understand, we still have to hurry!" "Hmm." Wen Yinyue said lightly, and her voice came from afar, as clear as if she was beside her. She agreed, and her movements sped up, and the cold stars around her body were like raindrops, instantly covering the five people. A few muffled snorts Wen Yinyue swept away with the sword light around her body, she flashed, and when she arrived at Li Muchan's side, a faint fragrance wafted in. "Senior sister is good at swordsmanship!" Li Muchan stroked his palm and said with a smile: "I don't know what the name of this set of swordsmanship is?" Wen Yinyue turned her head and said. Master Zhu Zhao blurted out: "How about the Immortal Breaking Sword Technique?" Li Muchan smiled: "It seems that Master has already thought about it...... Breaking the immortal sword technique, there is momentum!" "Stinky boy, don't talk about the sycophants!" Zhu Zhaoshi snorted with a glance. Li Muchan smiled: "Very good, very good, Breaking the Immortal Sword... Specializing in breaking the Flying Immortal Sword Technique...... "...... However, I think the Flying Immortal Sword is better!" "Flying Immortal Sword Technique?" Zhu Zhao Shi frowned and snorted, "Isn't the Changbai Sword Sect called the Flying Immortal Sword Technique?...... Li Muchan touched his nose: "They are not real flying immortal swords, senior sister's set of swordsmanship is, which is true and which is false, others will tell." Master Zhu Zhao pursed his lips and laughed, shook his head and said, "You kid has a bad stomach!" .................. In the following ten days, Li Muchan has been practicing the Sutra of Heaven, Man and God, and his soul is slowly nourished in the Picture of Heaven and Man, and after ten days, he has recovered. Early that morning, they went out of the south gate of a small city, and went straight south. The three of them changed horses, he was already fine, he didn't have to take the car anymore, the speed of the carriage was really not flattering, and it would take half a month to go back by carriage. Li Muchan was on the left side of Zhuzhao Shitai, Wen Yinyue was on the right side, and the three of them walked side by side. Li Muchan sat on the horse and suddenly frowned, turned his head and said, "Master, we are on the throne, let's go on a different path!" "Oh......?" Master Zhuzhao turned his head to look at him. At this time, the three of them all changed their dresses, Zhu Zhaoshi was dressed as a man, and Wen Yinyue was also dressed as a man, each with a mustache glued to his lips, his eyebrows were deliberately thickened, and the erected high collar covered his throat. Both of them are dressed in green shirts fluttering, graceful and suave, in contrast, Li Muchan is dressed like a subordinate, gray robe, and his appearance is mediocre. "Senior brother, have your supernatural powers been restored?" Wen Yinyue hurriedly asked. Li Muchan smiled and nodded. "Congratulations, junior brother!" Wen Yinyue smiled. Master Zhu Zhao asked: "Stinky boy, how many people are there?" Li Muchan shook his head: "I have an intuition that rabbits are dangerous, but how many people don't know!" "Go and try it?" Li Muchan pondered for a moment and nodded slowly: "It's okay, go over and take a look." Although his intuition is dangerous, it is not very strong, they only regard their senior sister as an opponent, and they have not calculated that they and their master should have an opportunity. "Okay, let's go meet these guys, the ghosts will not go away!" Takeshi waved his hand vigorously, urging the horses. The three of them galloped away, getting farther and farther away from the town. (To be continued)