"So you are the head of the Seven Dragons, let me tell you." The old man slowly straightened up and looked at Li Muchan with a re-examining look, "Haha, you deliberately spread those anecdotes and secret records and anecdotes about the world. Yes, you want to lure me out?"
Li Muchan floated back, already stood up, and said leisurely: "No, I just want to give it a try to see who will be interested in Mr. Zhuo. I expected Shangguan Xiaoxian, I thought this move was somewhat useless, but I didn’t expect that it was at this time that I attracted this big fish.”
The old man neither responded to Li Muchan's address nor refused.
"You want to kill me?" the old man said coldly.
Li Muchan dusted off the dust on his body and said gently: "You are wrong, I am just looking for help, and I really want to try to see if I can find these things. Unfortunately, with the vicissitudes of time, all the heroes of the past are far away. After passing away, the whereabouts of these magical weapons are also unknown."
"Help?" The old man's demeanor changed, and he stood with his hands behind his back. The ancient Blue Mountain sword in his hand, which was regarded as a peerless sword by swordsmen, had been casually abandoned at his feet. He said with disdain, "You are worthy of me, too." Join forces?"
His mind changed, and he remembered the reactions of the two demon sect elders just now, and his expression suddenly changed slightly: "What a good boy, you actually chose the demon sect for the last fight. Haha, just because of this, there will be no place for you in this world. .”
Li Muchan mocked: "Aren't you also thinking about dealing with the big dragon's head? Otherwise, how dare you think about which box the 'Tear-stained Sword' and the 'Tear-stained Sword' are in. And let me tell you, the 'Tear-stained Sword' is very likely to be in the big dragon's head." In hand."
The old man's face was as gloomy as water dripping from his face: "How dare you compete with the 'Blue Dragon Society' for supremacy with your little scheming skills?"
Li Muchan's eyes flickered and he chuckled: "Let's try it. What if it works? And you couldn't wait to find me. Could it be that something happened to you too?"
The old man praised: "Sure enough, he is smart. Yes, I am also somewhat involved with the Demon Sect, and the big dragon head also has plans to deal with me."
As soon as this statement came out, the identity of this man as the Four Dragon Heads was confirmed.
Li Muchan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "That's such a coincidence."
The Fourth Dragon Head sneered: "Just laugh. When you cry, you will no longer be the Seven Dragon Heads when the sun comes up. By then, several big Dragon Heads will come together, and you will die even if you have three heads and six arms. I don't want to Get out of this muddy water."
Li Muchan took a long breath and sighed expressionlessly: "I think you are not only old, but also outdated. I have spent so much effort on you. I am really disappointed. You are not good at attacking or defending. You actually want to retreat. "
Di Qinglin's eyes turned cold: "Arrogant!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he dodged and pressed his palm on Li Muchan's chest.
But before the successful smile could reach his brows, Di Qinglin'er's expression changed drastically. He immediately raised his energy in his Dantian, rubbed and pressed his right palm, and with a "bang" sound, the majestic palm force added to his body, and Li Muchan's double His feet sank in response, and a line of bright red blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.
But Li Muchan's expression was very calm. One of his hands naturally fell to his side, and the other hand was behind his back. His feet remained motionless, but a force of energy had spread out from his body. His clothes were rolled up, his hair was flying, and his robe was There is a storm surging in the sleeves, and the turmoil is everywhere.
Just when Di Qinglin's palm fell, Li Muchan narrowed his eyes and clenched his left hand behind his back instantly. His right foot sank and his body shook. The flesh palm that landed on his chest was instantly removed as if struck by lightning.
Di Qinglin staggered back a few steps, his face flushed, his eyes full of surprise: "Boy, you..."
But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, his expression suddenly changed and he lost his voice: "Have you mastered the 'Clavicle Ecstasy Heavenly Buddha Scroll'?"
Thinking that those messages were spread by Li Muchan, Di Qinglin naturally thought of more.
Li Muchan grinned, her lips and teeth bright red: "It seems you are really getting older,"
He raised his drooping right arm, shook his arm and raised his wrist, and with a "swish" sound, a black scabbard shot out of the air.
Di Qinglin turned sideways, and with a pop of the scabbard, most of it was buried in the earthen wall behind him.
With the scabbard in front and the green light behind, Li Muchan's feet flew across, and the blade flew across Di Qinglin's neck, bringing out a few drops of splashing blood.
Di Qinglin moved his feet, narrowly avoiding the knife, and wiped the blood on his neck. When he saw the blood on his hands, his whole face suddenly twisted, and his eyes were full of fear, but also revealed a cruel and sinister cold light.
Thinking about his fame in the world before Jiazi, he was a hereditary first-class prince, so valuable that many masters in the world have been trampled under their feet. It is simply a shame that this guy who started out in the market dares to challenge him.
He just dodged for a moment, then he stooped forward, turned his right hand, and suddenly a cold light shivered in his palm, hitting Li Muchan's heart and lungs. The sword light almost enveloped the center of his eyebrows, throat, chest, waist and abdomen...
Li Muchan witnessed this unusually sharp sword light. He made a circle with the long sword in his right hand. Suddenly, a ball of green light was seen whirling between the two of them, like a green moon horizontally, blocking all the sword light in the sky. The two swords After the collision, the other hands of the two people started to move in unison.
But he didn't expect that Di Qinglin's left hand would conveniently copy it, and the Lanshan ancient sword was already in his palm. With a roll of the long sword, it actually pierced the sword curtain and pointed directly at Li Muchan's heart.
Although his sword was fierce, in front of the sword tip, a left hand wearing a clear glove was already blocking the way, with the palm facing outward, blocking it.
After a moment of stalemate, Li Muchan stepped aside and with a snap of his fingers, he sent the Blue Mountain Ancient Sword to one side.
Unexpectedly, Di Qinglin did the same thing as him and turned the long knife in front of him aside.
Almost at the same time, the two of them stepped forward together, removed their weapons, and pushed with their palms.
boom!
Then I heard a muffled sound like thunder exploding on the ground.
The two palms faced each other, and they suddenly saw that each other's sleeves were bulging and full, and the muscles on their faces were uncontrollable under the crazy collision of energy, and their facial features were distorted.
Li Muchan's eyes suddenly turned gloomy, and his whole body was filled with gloomy energy. The evil wind was already swirling in the ancestral hall. However, although his energy was evil, his palm movements were contrary to it. The vastness and breadth were the secrets of the authentic martial arts that were not passed down. Unparalleled knowledge.
Di Qinglin's palm technique was also strange. With one movement of the palm, his hand was filled with a tearing and twisting force, churning like a vast ocean, and the palm movement seemed to be earth-shattering.
Li Muchan's sleeves pierced with a sound, and immediately broke into strips of cloth, and a flush appeared on his pale face.
And on Di Qinglin's face, he suddenly saw a human skin mask being washed down by the air force and falling to the side. A ghastly, emaciated face was revealed, with little bloodstains rushing out from his mouth and nose.
Li Muchan laughed evilly, and suddenly withdrew his palms, swung backwards in the air, and floated straight out of the old house. But before Di Qinglin could take a breath, he pounced back again, with the tendons of his palms stretched. The palm of the hand surged with strength, and another thunderbolt struck from the blue.
Di Qinglin's thin throat suddenly became thick, and his face was as red as blood.
"kill!"
As if his ferocious nature was aroused, he opened his eyes and coughed up blood from his mouth. He actually imitated the situation, withdrew his palms, then used his strength to attack again.
How could Li Muchan show cowardice? His eyes were full of ferociousness. He exerted force with his feet and pushed forward with strength in his palms. The dark wind howled with dust all over his body.
The third palm.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood mist washed over his face.
Di Qinglin's face suddenly turned as pale as gold paper, and his upright body was also shaking unsteadily.
"For the sake of sending me out, I will keep your whole body."
Li Muchan sneered, bent his arms with both hands, and the man's hands and feet were flailing, and he was knocked out like a rag.
I’ll do two more chapters in the afternoon
(End of chapter)
