"Demon cult monsters, please leave!"
The wind and rain were getting worse, and at first I snorted coldly, but then I saw a fast boat chasing after me, and at the same time, it jumped up high from the river surface with the force of the waves.
The man on the boat jumped into the air, bent his legs, and his feet had left the boat.
But the wooden boat continued unabated, punching through the wind and rain, and carrying a huge force, it brought out a terrible sound of strong wind and crashed directly into Murong Ying.
Murong Ying did not move. He glanced at Xie Longteng, the second young master of the Xie family who was in a state of despair on the ground, and walked straight towards the bow of the ship.
He didn't move, but just as the canoe was about to hit him, he suddenly saw the two burly figures like statues turning around and standing shoulder to shoulder behind Murong Ying, and stopped the canoe simply with their physical force.
The man who left the boat raised his sword and jumped like a bird. The moment he landed on the boat, his body suddenly moved like a wisp of blue smoke. He jumped to the stern of the wooden boat. With a single palm filled with deep palm strength, he slapped it hard.
The two windbenders stood with arms around each other, facing each other with their bodies. Their feet did not move at all, as if they were not flesh and blood.
"boom!"
The wooden boat was sandwiched between the two, and instantly exploded into pieces, turning into sawdust everywhere.
The person who used this palm was a grey-haired old man, an elder of the Xie family, with a cold and majestic face. He looked at Xie Longteng who was paralyzed on the ground. Famous people took photos.
But the strange thing is that these two people move together and shoot at the same time. They each push their palms to meet each other. It looks like they are two palms, but in fact, regardless of the speed, angle, and Qi movement of the shots, they are perfectly integrated, as if they are one. Palm.
The three palms facing each other were like a firecracker exploding in the sky.
Elder Xie took a few steps back, but looking at the two burly figures, they remained motionless.
In this moment, several more figures jumped onto the boat, and the remaining Xie family members held up green bamboos, and the boats immediately cut through the waves from both sides, forming a formation with hidden murderous intent.
Seeing that it was neither Xie Wangsun nor the third young master Xie Xiaofeng, Murong Ying's face turned cold: "Humph, you sent a few elders to get rid of me."
Li Muchan stepped aside knowingly. Just when the two forces were about to fight, his eyelids suddenly twitched, and he looked at the dancing girls as if he was aware of it. He looked at one of the women with an extremely attractive figure. He was stunned for a moment, and then raised his eyebrows, as if Found something interesting.
"Set up the formation!"
A voice full of murderous intent came from the wind and rain.
Murong Ying smiled contemptuously, drew out the two swords from behind, and uttered one word: "Kill!"
In an instant, the sound of sword blades trembled in the rain. Following closely, the Xie family's disciples on both sides of the boat all jumped up with their swords in hand. Their bodies were like wind falcons. It was not known whether they were flying with the swords or moving with the swords. They were flying horizontally. The swords struck each other, and the brilliant sword light intertwined into a terrifying sword network in the mist and rain, flashing past like a flying rainbow and lightning.
Sword array.
The sword light flew instantly. Some of the Demon Cult disciples on the ship were still able to parry, but some were chopped to pieces by the terrifying sword array on the spot. Blood rained down on them, their bodies were cut into two parts, and their intestines were scattered all over the ground.
These Xie family disciples were divided into two groups, one on the left and one on the right. They used the wooden boats on both sides to rotate and use their strength. Each one of them was like an eagle that couldn't help but attack the people on the boat. Their swords were like waves, and the waves covered them. After a wave, the sword pointed at it was really devastating, and nothing could stop it.
But Murong Ying was not an ordinary person. She had two swords in her hands, and the sword light was like a cloud, and the sword shadow enveloped her whole body. While defending, she stabbed and struck with the two swords. She immediately saw several Xie family disciples falling like birds with broken wings. On the boat, he was chopped into pieces by a group of demons in the blink of an eye.
Li Muchan stepped aside. Seeing such a scene, he coughed twice as if he was still injured, while paying attention to the changes in the sword formation.
According to what Xie Longteng said, the demon sect elder had already passed through the gate of the "Sword Villa". Unfortunately, he returned without success and suffered a loss from the sword formation. There were still two days until the ninth day of April, so he would naturally have to go there. Be careful.
But at this moment, a fragrant wind suddenly hit his face, and Li Muchan's eyes blurred as a white jade hand quietly grabbed Xie Longteng.
While Murong Ying was killing enemies with her sword, she was paying attention to the changes in the situation. When she saw this scene, she immediately shouted: "Stop her!"
The one who took action was actually one of the many dancers.
The woman has flowing black hair, a white gauze mask, and her bare feet are dancing lightly. Her exposed skin is delicate and white, like mutton fat and jade, and like pure white milk. It glows with a crystal jade color under the light, like a miraculous creation.
But as soon as this man moved, everyone within five feet, whether they were members of the Demon Cult or the Xie family's disciples, seemed to be possessed by a demon. They all laughed infatuatedly, as if they were in a daze.
Murong Ying was stunned for a moment, then lost her voice and said with gloomy eyes: "The magic of enchantment for young girls?"
Even he didn't dare to look at it. He quickly averted his eyes and said coldly to Li Muchan: "Thunder Envoy, why don't you take action!"
Li Muchan is also facing chaos now, but fortunately, he has been living in a brothel for a long time during these times, taking quiet time in the gentle countryside with wooden fences and tiles, and tempering his will, and he has already achieved initial results.
With his mind settled, he spoke softly to the old acquaintance in front of him: "Back off!"
The moment she opened her mouth, she raised the knife in her hand, and at the same time she secretly concentrated on the fact that this woman's charm skills were getting more and more incredible.
But why?
Turning around to look, even the barbarian girls Hu Ji and other women were attracted by it. Their eyes were full of spring water, their eyes were as charming as silk, their mouths were gasping for breath, and they had no power to resist at all.
And who else could this dancer be besides Shangguan Xiaoxian?
"Haha," he suddenly heard a sweet smile, and a soft and charming voice with a hint of cunning fell in his ear like a whisper, "Did you miss me?"
This man actually abandoned Xie Longteng, turned around and floated, as if blending into the wind and rain, turning into a gust of fragrant wind. In a flash, he was already at Li Muchan's side, and blew a gentle breath into his ear as if provocatively.
Li Muchan's eyes were calm, and in an instant, he slashed his long knife through the wind and rain.
The sword was not out of its sheath, but the force of the sword was fierce. Suddenly, the wind and rain in front of him cut off silently.
Since the battle of Chang'an, the "Money Gang" has seemed to have completely disappeared in the past three months. Shangguan Xiaoxian's life and death are also unknown, and his whereabouts are unknown. Although Li Muchan knew that this person would never stop, how could such ambition and martial arts be enough? I would be willing to be lonely, just think that the other party is returning to Luoyang, and make other plans, not wanting to meet him again in Jiangnan.
As expected, enemies often meet on a narrow road, and it seems that the "Money Gang" also wants to get involved in the Excalibur Villa matter.
This "Excalibur Villa" has accumulated hundreds of years of heritage. Who wouldn't be jealous? What's more, there is "Xie Xiaofeng", the immature "Sword God"; these ambitious people are probably already jealous. How can they tolerate the other party's complete rise? They naturally have different thoughts and compete with each other.
Black hair passed in front of his eyes like mist, and Li Muchan narrowed his eyes slightly, but he saw Shangguan Xiaoxian resting gracefully on the tip of his long knife in the mist and rain, with his jade feet tapping lightly, his body as light as nothing, and a pair of beautiful eyes. Looking at the posture, blinking and smiling, the beauty is breathtaking, unlike ordinary people.
Li Muchan held the knife in one hand and looked at the beautiful woman standing on the tip of the knife as if she was about to dance in the wind. She said with a calm expression: "Be careful, the skirt is floating too high."
"Bah!" Unexpectedly, Shangguan Xiaoxian spat first, and then said aggrievedly: "You are a bad guy, you took advantage of someone's body, and then you ran away without saying a word. I don't care, you have to compensate me! "
Li Muchan raised his eyebrows, and a troubled look suddenly appeared on his face: "Well, I know that good-looking people are always likely to get into trouble, but you don't have to be so blatant. It's better for the girl to be well-behaved!"
This time it was Shangguan Xiaoxian's turn to be stunned, and then he smiled coquettishly.
At this moment, Li Muchan's eyes suddenly turned cold. He shook the scabbard and saw a flash of green rainbow appear in the wind and rain, drag it out and cover Shangguan Xiaoxian.
Shangguan Xiaoxian didn't bother too much. He swayed to avoid the blade, and then said in Li Muchan's ear: "I will come to you again, sir, no, it should be my hall master."
After saying that, people have been thrown into the rain atmosphere amidst the charming laughter, and they are gone in an erratic way.
Hall master?
Li Muchan frowned upon hearing this, wondering what the hell this woman was planning. Before he had time to think deeply, someone on the river suddenly heard someone shouting something.
"Hua Shaokun of the Huashan faction is here. I'm afraid you won't be able to leave today."
"Xie Fenghuang is here at Shenjian Villa. Let my nephew go quickly!"
"Murong Qixingtang is here!"
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Listening to the famous figures in the world one after another, Li Muchan rolled his eyes and glanced at Murong Ying who was going on a killing spree. He suddenly said "Ah!" and fell to the ground as if he had been severely injured. At the same time, he was extremely exaggerated. He vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
