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The Nine Swords of the Cold Sea are mixed with the sword intent of the Songhe Longevity Sword Technique, and the combination of the two seems to be the Nine Swords of the Cold Sea, but it is the Pine Crane Longevity Sword.

The Songhe Longevity Sword Technique is not a heavy move, and Li Muchan derived it from the Canghai Nine Swords, which is not considered to be a leak of the Songhe Longevity Sword Technique.

Ordinary disciples can't see the subtlety, the sword intent of Songhe Yannian is similar to the sword intent of the Canghai Nine Swords, but it is superior, they only feel that it is exquisite, far from what they can think, staring at it hungrily, carefully trying to figure it out.

The ten women of Cuifeng Pavilion glanced at each other, seeing the surprise in each other's eyes, they had been immersed in the Nine Swords of the Sea for half their lives, and naturally they could see the difference at a glance.

"Is this the Nine Swords of the Sea?" a woman shook her head.

"This is the real Nine Swords of the Sea, what a Zhan Ran, worthy of its name!" Another woman shook her head and sighed, turned her head and said, "Let's learn hard!"

All the women nodded one after another, knowing that the opportunity was rare, and they didn't care about anything else, so they learned it first and then said, they felt a lot about the subtlety of the nine swords in the sea.

The five people besieged, Li Muchan swung his sword like a waterfall, swaying freely, without any embarrassment, the five people were like a storm, and when they met Li Muchan's sword light, they seemed to be assimilated and integrated into the inverted light.

While the five were besieging, the other person turned over and jumped up, wiped his throat, his face became hideous, and instead of supporting the five, he rushed towards Taketeru Shitai.

Zhu Zhaoshi sneered, pinched the sword trick in his right hand and pointed at it, and with a soft roar, the sword qi of the Canghai Divine Sword shot out.

When the middle-aged man saw it, he hurriedly opened his body and moved out a meter away, he had palpitations about Li Muchan's sword qi, and his body protection magic skill couldn't stop it, and he almost died, leaving a shadow.

Zhu Zhaoshi moved his sword fingers, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the moves could not leave the middle-aged man's figure, he dodged left and right, and his eyes stared at her onion fingers.

The round and white fingers were beautiful and dazzling in the sun, exuding a fatal attraction, but he was creepy, staring at it for a moment, the sword qi was colorless and formless, and if he wanted to avoid it, he could only look at the finger pointing, and he couldn't do it by feeling, and when he felt it, the sword qi had also arrived.

Wen Yinyue suddenly raised her voice and said, "Master, sleeves!"

Master Takesho turned around and smiled at her, and when she turned around, she raised her left hand and covered her right hand with her sleeve.

"Huh!" A soft whistle exploded, and the cloth was scattered in all directions, like a flock of butterflies dancing.

"Bang" Then there was a muffled sound, and the middle-aged man flew out in response, passing more than a dozen steps, as if he had been hit by a train in later generations.

"Bang" He landed on his buttocks, castrated unabated, then turned back and rolled over again, one heel after another rolled to the car, and rolled down more than a dozen steps before stopping.

Xu Zhaoshi pursed his lips and smiled, blocking his fingers with his sleeves, and couldn't see the direction of his fingers, which was indeed wonderful, and no matter how powerful his light skills were, he couldn't avoid the sword qi.

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The middle-aged man lay motionless on the steps, and everyone thought he was finished, but he suddenly jumped, turned over and jumped into the air, and stepped on the ground steadily.

He stretched out his head and touched the ** mouth, his face distorted, and he rushed up with a roar, although Takezhao Shitai's sword qi shot at him, it didn't cause much damage.

Zhu Zhaoshi frowned and stared at him, his steps were a little staggering, he was injured, but it was not fatal, logically speaking, he was hit by the sword qi of the Canghai Divine Sword, which was even worse than a sword, not only destroying the muscles and bones, but also destroying the blood and flesh, which would cause both external and internal injuries.

The Canghai Divine Sword is indestructible, but it only knocked down this middle-aged man, and there was no external injury, which is really a bit incredible, this Dongchu person is really weird.

The middle-aged man rushed halfway, and suddenly flew out again, this time instead of going down the mountain, but flying towards Zhishang, spurting out a bloody arrow in the air, and falling in front of Zhumei Shitai's feet with a "bang".

Master Zhu Zhao frowned and stared at him, the middle-aged man's body shook a few times, and suddenly kicked his feet, silent, and died of exhaustion.

There was a small hole in his chest gushing blood, and Master Zhuzhao looked up at Li Muchan in the encirclement, the power of this finger was much greater than his own!

Li Muchan knew that the middle-aged man had the ability to protect the body, so he deliberately increased his internal force, and this finger was full of power, and it really killed him.

The other five people were frightened when they saw this, and their moves became more and more crazy, and their hearts were wary.

The body protection magic skill they were most proud of couldn't stop his finger power, which shocked them a lot, without the body protection magic skill, they were really not strong. ,

While the five of them were attacking frantically, they had already retreated, but they didn't dare to retreat, no matter how fast they worked, they couldn't get rid of Li Muchan with sword energy, either you die or I die.

Thinking of this, they became more and more crazy, and adopted the trick of burning jade, desperately ignoring Li Muchan's sword, and just wanted to kill him.

Li Muchan let out a long laugh, and the sword became slower and slower, the sword intent was lingering, the sword aura was dignified, and the wisps were entwined in the past, unconsciously like a spider forming a web.

The five of them were entangled by the invisible sword qi, and at first they didn't feel it, they just wanted to stab Li Muchan and kill him so that they could get out, as long as they killed him, no one on the mountains could threaten them.

When they reacted, the net formed by the sword qi had already been entangled, and the tighter and tighter they were, their movements became slow, and they had to do their best with every move, extremely consuming internal force, and at the beginning of one move it required twice the internal force, and then it took five or six times, or even ten times more until the strength was not enough.

The five of them suddenly shouted in unison, and the five of them burst apart, as if they exploded, running from five directions, trying to escape with all their might.

Li Muchan laughed, swung his sword with his right hand, and raised his left hand, "Huh, Tao, Huh!Huh!" The five sword qi broke through the air.

The five sword qi caught up with the five people respectively, the five figures were shocked, the three slowly fell to the ground, and the other two trembled and then ran away, like two puffs of smoke down the steps.

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"Where to go!" A Cuifeng Pavilion woman floated and was about to chase after her, Li Muchan hurriedly said: "Senior, slow down!"

If in the past, she would not have paid attention to Li Muchan's words at all, and had seen Li Muchan's martial arts, but she stopped and turned her head to look: "Zhan Ran?"

Li Muchan hugged his fists and said: "Seniors, if you have to spare people and spare people, just spare their lives." ”

The middle-aged woman turned to Master Zhumei: "Master, what do you say?"

"It's just a matter of seeing. "Zhu Mei Shi Taidao.

"That's fine. The middle-aged woman floated back and came to the other nine.

The ten people looked Li Muchan up and down, their faces were surprised, but in front of the disciples, they didn't say much, and a woman said: "Master, since the matter is over, let's retire." ”

"Yes, I have to thank you uncles. Master Zhumei hugged his fists and thanked him.

The ten women smiled slightly, nodded to Li Muchan, and floated away, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Master Zhumei waved his hand: "Everyone is gone, practice hard after you go back, don't lose our face in the mountains!"

"Yes!" everyone agreed, threw a look at Li Muchan, and then was about to leave, Li Muchan hurriedly raised his hand.

"What's wrong?" asked Master Bamboo Eyebrow.

Everyone moved, looked at him in a daze, and waited for him to speak.

Li Muchan smiled and hugged his fist towards the forest on the right: "The two seniors still haven't shown up?"

Everyone was silent, and turned their heads to look over there, the pine forest was lush and green, covering the small courtyard of the disciples, and there was no one there at this time, and there was silence.

Canghai Mountain was silent, only the strong wind was strong, and there was a hunting sound from the corners of everyone's clothes, and there was no sound other than that.

Li Muchan shook his head: "The dignified seniors, why do you do the behavior of the rats, the juniors really don't dare to compliment, please show up and see it!"

"Haha, good! good!" A loud laugh sounded from the woods, and then two ghostly figures floated out and blinked to Li Muchan.

These are two black and thin old men, only up to Li Muchan's brows, and their figures are a big difference, but they are awe-inspiring and inviolable standing there, and their momentum is amazing.

Momentum is formless and colorless, but it is real, two people stand together, often one person unconsciously falls behind, high and low always exist.

The two stood in front of Li Muchan, as if two pine trees were rooted on the stone steps, tall and hard, the two were lean, their skin was dark, and the whole person seemed to be made of iron.

The faces of the two are very small, their appearance is mediocre, their temples are bulging, like two sarcomas, they are particularly conspicuous, their eyes are as peaceful as water, they can't see the sharp, only calm.

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Li Muchan clenched his fists: "I haven't asked the two seniors for their surnames yet." ”,

"The old man and the two are here to sneak attack, so there is no need to report their names!" The old man with long eyebrows waved his right hand, his left hand was on his back, and he looked Li Muchan up and down: "You are really a member of the Canghai Sword Sect?"

Li Muchan said with a smile: "In the lower Canghai Mountain!"

"Zhan Ran, what a Zhan Ran, it's really condescending for you to stay in Dayan with your martial arts, go to Dongchu with the old man!"

Li Muchan smiled: "It is said that the martial arts of Eastern Chu are prosperous, far better than our Dayan, my martial arts function is in Dayan to protect myself, wouldn't it be self-inflicted if I went to Dongchu?"

The old man with long eyebrows sneered and shook his head: "You are so ambitious? You are a Dayan person, you went to Dongchu, learned the martial arts of our Dongchu, and you can be more dominant when you come back!"

Li Muchan said with a smile: "Dongchu martial arts is prosperous, but the number one master in the world is in Dayan, I don't know if it's right or not?"

"Nangong Sidao?" the old man snorted.

Li Muchan said: "Nangong's predecessor is my Dayan person, and he also learned Dayan martial arts, but he can suppress the Eastern Chu Zhu's peerless learning, so it can be seen that it doesn't matter what martial arts you practice." ”

Li Muchan shook his head secretly, he really opened his eyes and said nonsense, what martial arts to practice is the most important thing, even if the talent is high, what he has learned is not good enough, it will be delayed in vain.

But these two old men are friends and enemies, so naturally they can't be honest with each other, and they have to suppress them verbally, so as not to fall into the momentum of the sea and mountains.

The two old men let out a sneer at the same time, pursed their lips, and their faces were full of disdain.

Li Muchan said with a smile: "Don't say it's far away, there is only one Nangong Sidao in the world, let's just say that it is below, compared with the previous ones, the age is not as good, and the martial arts you have learned are not as good, right?"

"The kid has a sharp mouth!", the other old man sneered, glancing at the disciples with disdain.

Li Muchan smiled: "It's useless to talk more, the two seniors must not be here to chat, I don't know what to teach?"

"Boy, how about we make a comparison?" said the long-eyebrow old man with a smile.

Li Muchan nodded: "Please!"

Zhumei Shitai frowned, but did not speak, Li Muchan is now the first in martial arts, and he has deep internal strength, and it didn't take much effort to fight just now.

"Okay, let's play with our bare hands.

The old man with long eyebrows said with a smile, and then punched it out, slowly and calmly.

This situation is obviously to fight hard with Li Muchan and test their respective deep lines, Li Muchan did not avoid it, and also smashed it out with a single punch.

There was a muffled "bang", and the two of them took a step back at the same time.

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"Good boy, it's really amazing!" the old man with long eyebrows smiled, his eyebrows that drooped to the corners of his eyes trembled, and he smiled: "Come again!"

His next punch was slow again, and when Li Muchan approached, he suddenly accelerated, and several fist shadows appeared, which was incredibly fast.

Li Muchan's feet were like a frame, and he took a step back in an instant, but he could avoid his fist, and his green shirt was shocked by the fist wind and clung to his body, and the cold was pressing.

Li Muchan squinted his eyes slightly, this kind of punch is unique, he didn't wait for the old man to change his moves, and punched out, as if he had directly stepped through the constraints of space, and hit the old man without delay.

This punch is a divine fist learned from Leng Feng, and the mental method of this divine fist is wonderful, but Leng Feng's internal force is not enough, so the impact is limited, but in Li Muchan's hands, it is infinitely powerful, faster than the old man's fist.

"Bang!" the old man was punched in the chest and flew straight out.

After flying more than a dozen feet, he hit the woods on the right, and he broke a small tree, and finally stopped and slipped slowly.

"Good!" the crowd applauded.

The punch was so fast, accurate and ruthless that they watched it with great pleasure.

The old man slowly stood up, turned his head to look at the broken tree, then looked at Li Muchan, and gave a thumbs up: "Okay, it's good to be good!"

Li Muchan frowned, the punch just now seemed to hit a flexible qi wall, and there was no sense of flesh and blood, and it really failed to break his body-protecting true qi.

It's a powerful horizontal practice of kung fu, comparable to his own Jinzhou is not bad, and the old man's internal strength is also very deep, and he flew out to unload his strength, not really so embarrassed.

He smiled: "Seniors are also good kung fu!"

"Come again!" the old man laughed, rushed over, and smashed his fist out, like a vicious tiger pounced on a wolf, with a violent and ferocious momentum. ,

Although he smiled and didn't care about his expression, he was not a tolerant person in his bones, but he was extremely cautious and could not tolerate a little disobedience.

He smiled, but his heart was fierce and vicious, and he was boiling with murderous intent, and he couldn't wait to beat Li Muchan into meat with one punch, and this punch gathered all his strength.

The surrounding air seemed to become viscous, condensed by his fist, and before the fist arrived, the fierce wind had already hit, and Li Muchan's clothes were hunting as if he was standing in the wind.

He smiled and raised his palms, a flat pile, silent as a joke, without a trace of anger, and met the fierce and violent fist.

"Po!" a crisp sound, and the two of them froze.

Li Muchan smiled, the old man with long eyebrows frowned, the two of them seemed to be glued together with one palm and one fist, motionless, and everyone knew that they were fighting with internal force when they saw it.

"Phew, shameless!" a snap came from the crowd.

Li Muchan and the old man with long eyebrows are dozens of years apart, and their internal strength is real kung fu, and they need time to practice hard.

"The master of Dongchu is purely a scoundrel!"

The other old man turned his head to glance at the crowd, and his eyes burst out like cold lightning, shooting straight into the eyes of the two male disciples who spoke, and the two of them trembled and shivered.

When everyone saw this, they were even more annoyed, and a buzzing sound sounded, and they glared at the old man.

Master Zhumei waved his hand, suppressed the clamor of everyone, glanced at the old man coldly, and turned to Li Muchan's side, obviously not wanting to be like him.

She saw through the old man's thoughts, whether she wanted to take advantage of Li Muchan's entanglement, or wanted to force Li Muchan to be distracted, which was despicable.

Naturally, she wouldn't let the old man get her way, and turned her head to look at Wen Yinyue.

Wen Yinyue is extremely smart, and she has a tacit understanding with her, and she has a good heart, she stepped forward and stood side by side with her, staring at the old man, full of vigilance.

The old man sneered and turned his head to look at Li Muchan and the old man with long eyebrows.

Li Muchan smiled, the green shirt did not move at all, but the old man with long eyebrows changed, the black long shirt had ups and downs, as if it had encountered the wind, and the ups and downs intensified as time passed, just like the wind was getting stronger and stronger.

After a while, the old man with long eyebrows turned red, and a trace of white gas appeared from the top of his head, the white gas became thicker and thicker, his face was more red, and his body trembled slightly.

Li Muchan turned his head and looked over: "Let's go up with this senior!"

The old man sneered at him, and suddenly jumped in front of Master Zhumei, and slapped his palm on Master Zhumei's chest.

This leap and a beat were as fast as lightning, and although Master Zhumei and Wen Yinyue were on guard, they still didn't have time to react.

Seeing that this palm was about to hit her crisp breast, "Huh!" suddenly there was a soft roar, followed by a muffled "bang", and the old man took a step back, as if hitting an invisible wall of qi.

He turned his head to look at Li Muchan in surprise, and finally looked down at Li Muchan's left hand, and it was Li Muchan's sword qi that hit his palm.

Li Muchan's little thumb on his left hand was cocked, and he shook his head at him: "The predecessors are really not bright enough, you are not kind to me and I are unjust, offended!."

After saying that, he pointed to the old man with long eyebrows on the opposite side, and the old man with long eyebrows had no choice but to wave his left palm to block his heart, and he was forced to accept this sword qi.

"Bang" He flew out, and Li Muchan waved the five fingers of his left hand together, "Snort, snort......... The sword qi shot out one after another, hitting the long-eyebrow old man in the air.

He was up and down, and his body trembled, as if he had malaria.

"Stop!" the old man shouted and rushed towards Li Muchan.

Li Muchan's right thumb pressed towards him, "woo" as if a tiger was descending the mountain, the sword qi roared and hit the old man, he waved his palm to block it, but took a step back.

Li Muchan's left hand didn't stop, delaying this effort, and the old man in the sky suffered several more sword qis, still undulating in the air.

Li Muchan had no mercy, the old man's actions just now completely angered him, let these two go, if he was not on the mountain, none of the disciples on the mountain would be spared. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come, vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. ）