Good swordsmanship.
What a fast sword.
What a weird sword.
…
The moment Murong Ying died, everyone present was shocked and shocked.
Not only does this man have an evil and amazing swordsmanship, he also has a swordsmanship that frightens gods and ghosts.
Li Muchan swooped down like a bird and rested on a cornice in the blink of an eye. Although he was soaked to the skin, his upright body became even more upright and revealed a creepy ferocity.
The cold knife points to the ground and the long sword flies across the sky.
Looking at the red blood on the sword flying and scattering with the rain, Li Muchan suddenly burst into laughter.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
He rarely laughed, because laughter that was too loud always seemed arrogant and unrestrained. And in this world of intrigues and intrigues, if a person wants to survive, he must learn to restrain himself and learn to be forbearing. When he has no strength, it is best not to show his hatred easily and speak out.
Therefore, Li Muchan never hated those who bullied him in the past.
The strong will only become stronger, thinking about turning over and standing higher; on the contrary, those who hold hatred in their hearts all the time, gnash their teeth with hatred at the slightest setback or humiliation, and hate to death, such sensitive and fragile people , not what a fool is.
The strong will have its own strong hand, and every mountain is higher than the other. In this world, if you easily get "hate", you may hate it forever, wasting energy, polishing your spirit, and dying the fastest.
So Li Muchan doesn't hate others. If he does have hatred, it's just because he hates himself for not being strong enough.
What you want to do is to be the person that others hate, instead of hating others while feeling sorry for yourself.
But now, when Li Muchan wants to laugh, he no longer needs to be too forbearing.
Because starting from today, starting from this moment, he has completely climbed out of this whirlpool of intrigues. Although it is not what he expected, nor is it the best result, he is undoubtedly qualified to stir up the whirlpool.
Li Muchan laughed almost hoarsely. He had been suppressed for too long. He was always on guard, vigilant day and night. Now, it was the trapping dragon flying into the sky and the roc spreading its wings.
At this time, the second dragon head suddenly shouted: "Back off!"
She could already see that it would be impossible to kill Li Muchan or even keep him in today's battle. And she couldn't guarantee whether this man had any back-up plans. After all, money moved people's hearts, and it was inevitable that some martial arts families and martial arts masters who were unwilling to be mediocre or in decline would want to take advantage of the situation.
Another thing is... the "Qinglong Club" has been covering the sky with one hand for too long, and the world has been suppressed for too long.
In this world, there are many heroes and heroes, and it is not just the "Excalibur Villa" that wants to rise.
So she made a decisive decision: "The days are long, let's discuss this unfinished battle another day."
Li Muchan sneered: "How long is the future? Hahaha, you are wrong, the time is not long."
He looked at the great elder of the Demon Sect.
The Great Elder roared loudly as if he understood: "I am here today. In addition to welcoming the deputy leader, I also have another thing to do. It is that the time for our holy religion to advance eastward has been determined. I have heard for a long time that there are countless geniuses and masters in the martial arts in the Central Plains. In addition, the 'Qinglong Society' and the 'Money Gang' are the most powerful, rare in ancient and modern times, so they specially come to invite a battle. Four months later, our holy religion will march eastward to the Central Plains and sweep the world. By then, who will rule the ups and downs will be decided in a battle! "
As soon as this man's voice came out, it was like a dragon's roar and a tiger's roar, echoing endlessly over the long street, and the wind and rain were reversed. It was so powerful that several disciples of the Qinglong Society and the Qiang Gang who were nearby were roared to death on the spot. All are torn apart, and the seven orifices are bleeding.
"ah?"
"What?"
"The Demon Cult is going eastward to the Central Plains?"
"The evil is coming again."
…
Many people in the martial arts world, martial arts masters, and others who were watching secretly, including Ye Kai and others, felt their hearts and lungs contracting suddenly when they heard this, their vision went dark, and they all lost their voices.
If this news spreads, it will turn the world upside down and shake the world.
Since ancient times, the eastward march of demonic sects has always meant bloodshed and catastrophe.
Calculating the time, it has been nearly a century since there has been a demonic disaster in the Jianghu. The reason why it is so stable is all thanks to the peerless masters who protect the Central Plains and fight against the demonic sect in the west.
The most famous among them is Bai Baiyu, the leader of the "Shen Sword Hall" at that time. He was known as the "Invincible Divine Sword". He fought a decisive battle with the old leader of the Demon Sect in Tianshan, and later defeated him with the Bai family's magic sword. He was forced to retreat to the west and live forever. Set foot in the Central Plains again.
But now, the new leader has made a comeback, and he is said to be an unparalleled talent that has not been seen in the demon sect for 500 years. His rise is unprecedented in ancient and modern times. He is invincible in the west with a magic sword and can control all demons. How can it be easy?
"Send the message quickly!"
"Quick, quick, spread the news quickly, the Demon Cult is coming."
…
When everyone came back to their senses from the shock and confusion, they all became excited, turned around and rushed in all directions, causing everyone to scream in surprise.
This life is destined to be rare in ancient and modern times.
There is the "Qinglong Society" that dominates the Central Plains, and the "Money Gang" is powerful and powerful, and the demon sect marches eastward into the Central Plains.
The greatest catastrophe in the world in the past five hundred years is about to come.
Er Longshou's pupils also trembled.
But she didn't hesitate, made a decisive decision, turned around and left
Li Muchan said nothing, just watched and listened quietly.
He had expected this result. Several dragon heads were severely damaged, and the Demon Sect was about to advance eastward. It was not a wise move to fight to the death at this juncture against a group of powerful enemies.
But Li Muchan still felt that it was a pity. It was a pity that the big dragon leader never showed up. Unfortunately, he deliberately left a few steps to kill the game, which was useless.
The disciples of the Qinglong Society went very quickly, even taking away the corpses on the ground. In the blink of an eye, only the blood stains were left and were washed away in the rain.
Li Muchan looked at Shangguan Xiaoxian.
Shangguan Xiaoxian stood alone in the rain, with calm eyes. She stood on the eaves and looked at him. Her whole body had been soaked by the heavy rain, but the golden ring in her hand kept trembling, as if two living creatures were about to fly away. The clenched fingers turned blue and white.
But as she breathed out softly, her whole body seemed to have been roasted, and wisps of moisture overflowed from her body.
Li Muchan frowned. He didn't expect that this person's skill had reached such a high level. It could be seen that he had not used his full strength before.
Shangguan Xiaoxian took a deep breath, put away the double rings, smiled sweetly, and blinked: "Well, I didn't expect that the little bug that was bullied back then would now turn into a dragon and fly into the sky. I really underestimate you."
Li Muchan also smiled, but his eyes were a little complicated: "You are too conceited."
Ever since he entered this place, he had been walking on thin ice, careful about everything, even eating and drinking, for fear of dying in an unknown way. But once upon a time, he unsuspectingly had a meal with someone. At that time, it was the winter solstice of a certain year. In the heavy snow, he took a dirty and foolish girl with him and bought two bowls of dumplings on the street. .
He still remembered that the two of them were very close to each other that day, shivering with cold, even their noses were frozen, and they could still laugh while looking at each other.
Now, that man has transformed into the leader of the all-powerful "Money Gang", dominating the world.
And he himself became the deputy leader of the Demon Cult.
As fate would have it, things are indeed impermanent.
Silent, silent, Li Muchan's expression was calm, and his body swayed, as if rising into the wind, like a ball of brilliant black flames, floating past Shangguan Xiaoxian, and the strong wind blew their temples. of black hair.
Immediately, he went away by mistake.
Now that the Qinglong Society has retreated, the Money Gang naturally has no chance of winning. They have withdrawn one after another and are on guard.
Li Muchan said without looking back: "Let's go!"
In an instant, the four elders, together with a group of demon sect members, all jumped onto the roof, flying like rabbits and falcons to follow.
The long street remains the same despite the storm.
Suddenly, a black cloak floated down like a cloud, fell in the air, fell on Shangguan Xiaoxian's graceful body, and was draped on her shoulders.
Li Muchan's voice penetrated the wind and rain and drifted straight towards her. It was still as gentle as ever: "Madam, don't worry. When the Holy Sect moves eastward, I will personally send you on your way."
If you go there, you will become an enemy.
(End of chapter)
