"I should have killed you back then, so that we wouldn't have raised tigers to cause trouble."
Looking at Li Muchan, the "Second Dragon Head" who was pretending to be a maid couldn't help but speak, with a cold look in her eyes.
Li Muchan said disapprovingly: "The two dragon heads are ridiculous. It seems that existence like me is far from reaching the point where tigers roar and all beasts in the forest are frightened. There are many heroes in the world, and there are as many people with extraordinary talents as crucian carp crossing the river. They are countless. , I have to defeat them, and then defeat you. When you reach the top in the future, you might as well say this again."
Er Longshou said coldly: "Everything is possible and full of conspiracies. I can already see what will happen to you when you fall in the future."
Li Muchan held the sword horizontally, but when he heard this, he smiled, and he laughed wildly and unrestrainedly: "Hey, hey, weren't you the ones who invited me to join this world back then? Now this is what I have shown after breaking away from all restraints. How about the attitude of ambition?"
Suddenly, Ximen Rou, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke: "Since this person has committed himself to the Demon Cult, in my opinion, it is better to join forces to get rid of him first and eliminate a great harm to the Central Plains martial arts community."
The words are filled with murderous intent.
"Hypocrisy," Li Muchan sneered, "Ximen Rou, back then you were so high-spirited that you dared to refuse the solicitation of the 'Money Gang' and become an enemy of Shangguan. However, things are different now. You have become the eagle dog of the Money Gang. It’s better not to say anything like that.”
Under the light of the lamp, Ximen Rou stood tall.
Looking from a distance, this man has a long green face, narrow eyebrows and narrow eyes, and a scar on the left side of his cheek. His face is full of vicissitudes of life, and his stubble is gray. Although he does not have the invincible and domineering posture of Lu Fengxian, his demeanor is as calm as The mountains remain motionless.
Although Lu Fengxian ranked fifth in the "Weaponry Book", he had abandoned himself for more than twenty years and wasted his time. Although he reappeared in the world due to Lu Di's death, he had a posture of standing up after being broken. Unfortunately, he was just like the tall and strong man who looked like him. The tree is actually empty inside.
But Ximen Rou is different. This person is known as the "Whip God". He dared to disobey his superiors back then and was extremely ambitious. After more than 20 years, his strength has probably reached an unfathomable level. He may be even more difficult than Lu Fengxian. deal with.
Ximen Rou squinted his eyes and looked at Li Muchan like a blade, and then he said this unhurriedly: "The Qinglong Society has dominated the world with one hand and has been covering the sky with one hand for too long. It is difficult for people in the world to get ahead. If I want to This is the only way to knock down this behemoth."
"It's ridiculous," Erlong sneered, "Over the past hundreds of years, countless people in the world have had such ideas, but unfortunately they all failed in the end. And what kind of good person do you think Shangguan Xiaoxian is?"
"But she has only just risen," Ximen Rou raised her voice, tightened her hand on the whip, and shouted sternly, "In the past, the people in this world were chivalrous, their actions were righteous, and they were relieved because they had the pride in their chests, unlike you , deep-rooted, full of conspiracies, controlled by people’s hearts.”
Everyone was silent.
Li Muchan sighed: "So that's it, then I'm worse than Shangguan Xiaoxian, why don't you come to me?"
Ximen Rou glared at him expressionlessly and did not respond, but the murderous aura around him became even stronger.
The second dragon head also had murderous intentions and said in a deep voice: "Okay, just follow what Senior Ximen said, kill these two losers first."
In one moment, several shocking murderous auras collided and turned into a gust of wind that swirled rapidly in the courtyard. The horses neighed in shock, the lamps trembled, and the heaven and earth were filled with a chill.
But while they were talking, they had no intention of taking action.
Because this battle is not about killing Li Muchan, but for the "peacock feathers".
The one upstairs just now was just a fake thrown out by Li Muchan, and the real thing hasn't come out yet.
The three parties seem to be in a stalemate, but in fact they are all secretly paying attention to Shangguan Xianer.
Shangguan Xianer's body was shaking non-stop, with tears in his eyes, but there was a light gleaming in his eyes, as if he was thinking of a way to escape.
"You don't dare to take action, right?" Li Muchan seemed to have impatience flashing in his eyes, and smiled coldly, "Then I will do it."
He swung his long sword, and the sword tip was not directed at the people from the "Qinglong Society" and the "Money Gang", but pointed at Shangguan Xian'er from a distance.
"Since everything started because of this woman, and no one knows the whereabouts of Peacock Feather except her, then kill her and let's go our separate ways. No one can get it. It's over."
Li Muchan laughed ferociously, and sure enough, he took action. With a wave of sword light, the person turned into a sharp shadow, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced Shangguan Xianer's eyebrows.
"stop!"
"Stop him!"
Seeing how ruthless Li Muchan was, Ximen Rou and the two dragon heads stepped forward and squeezed in, one on the left and the other on the right, trying to block the sword.
But the remaining few people did not make any move, because in their opinion, Li Muchan would definitely not succeed with Ximen Rou and Er Longshou teaming up. They only had to watch out for the remaining people.
Du Lei held the sword tightly, his mouth was dry, and while paying attention to the actions of the remaining four people, he looked at Li Muchan.
Feeling the terrifying murderous intent coming towards her, Shangguan Xian'er seemed to be frightened. She looked at the fatal sword in front of her with a pale face, her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and there were still tears hanging on them.
It's at this critical moment.
"Wow!"
A soft whip soared into the air like a divine dragon, with the force of thunder, and it caught Li Muchan's sword in an instant.
Li Muchan also has a knife.
Erlongshou raised his arms, and two snow-white ribbons flew out of his sleeves and wrapped around Li Muchan's waist.
Li Muchan made a move with his sword, and several green swords appeared in front of him, cutting the ribbon into several pieces.
At this moment, Yan Nanfei, who had been motionless, swayed around and took out the rose sword in his hand. In the midst of momentum.
The remaining two swordsmen of the Money Gang became furious. They stepped forward and were about to take action. However, the holder of the "Overlord Spear" and Du Lei both moved to attack each other.
The battlefield was suddenly divided into two, with two people fighting on one side and four people fighting in chaos on the other.
Ximen Rou snorted coldly, and suddenly grasped and pulled out the long whip with his left hand. He suddenly saw a gray sword light being pulled out, like a spiritual snake spitting a message. It did not turn around, but with a flicker, the sword light came out. He turned in an incredible arc and struck back at Yan Nanfei behind him.
This is actually a four-foot-long soft sword.
Not just soft swords.
The handle of the long whip has been shortened by a length, and the edges of the joint are convex. It has been turned into a sharp tool for punching holes and can prevent close combat.
And there are hidden weapons on it.
Ximen Rou suddenly pointed the handle at the two dragon heads, clasped his fingers and pressed it.
With a "click" sound, a cloud of flying needles suddenly erupted from the handle, making the sound of swishing through the air.
Good guy.
Li Muchan's heart was filled with fear. This old Jianghu was just an old Jianghu. It was fine to hide his skills. Even weapons had so many skills.
Erlong's face was as cold as frost, his pupils trembled, he waved his hands and rolled up his sleeves, and then he saw her loose sleeves suddenly swelled up, as if a ball of cotton had been stuffed inside, and like two flowing clouds drifting by, unexpectedly covering the area in front of her. All the flying needles were pocketed into his sleeves.
"Ah, Liu Yun Fei Shou."
The man swung the sword and then flicked it. Good guy, the cloth sleeves were like gold and iron. They brought up the powerful wind and actually caught the sword forcefully. The flying needles in the sleeves were shot out and hit Li Muchan's head and face.
Li Muchan's eyes turned completely gloomy, and there was Yan Nanfei's sharp sword beside him. He could only retreat. He drew his sword and flew back, with the light and shadow of the sword protecting his whole body.
Ding ding ding…
Immediately, a series of rapid and crisp sounds were triggered, and flying needles scattered like stars in front of him.
It's just that he retreated quickly, and the whip shadow came even faster.
Under the shadow of the whip, there was a sound of wind and thunder, which touched Li Muchan's chest immediately, and then the shadow of the whip rolled back. Under the moonlight, the courtyard suddenly saw endless whip shadows sweeping in all directions, like a wild dragon dancing wildly.
Yan Nanfei's scalp was numb, and he hurriedly dodged as he screamed, but he was still hit on the right shoulder. His brocade clothes exploded with a bang. He took several steps back and vomited blood with his sword.
The two dragons roared sharply, their sleeves flicked, the changes were unprovoked, and their attacks were both hard and soft. However, in the face of this crazy whip shadow, after several hard collisions, the blood on the white cheeks was already rising, and the wind fell. Step by step back.
Ximen Rou stood proudly on the spot, sheathing the soft sword as soon as it appeared. Wherever the whip shadow passed, it was just like thunder striking down. Flesh and blood flew all over the sky, and the corpses on the ground were instantly torn to pieces.
And in the scattered blood rain, I saw a figure flying back and falling. The sword in my hand pressed down on the ground and plunged straight into the ground. I raised my hands with the force and suddenly saw the bloody wind and rain all around me. In my hand, it turned into an evil palm force. In an instant, The pools of blood on the ground spread to both sides, a strong wind blew, and the force of the palms flew across the air.
"puff!"
Looking carefully, Ximen Rou had a bright red handprint on his chest.
It was Li Muchan who took action. As soon as his palm fell, a line of blood also spilled out of the corner of his mouth.
However, the two dragon heads suddenly retreated to the side.
Yan Nanfei walked over, holding someone in his hand, it was Shangguan Xian'er.
Yan Nanfei smiled and said: "It seems that the 'Peacock Feather' will be owned by the Qinglong Guild."
Li Muchan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth expressionlessly, then drew out his sword and was about to attack again, but his right foot that he had barely raised was pulled back by some strange coincidence.
However, something unexpected happened in the field. Everyone in the courtyard was shocked to see two groups of terrifying purple lights falling silently on the chests of Yan Nanfei and Er Longshou.
The two men vomited blood and retreated, their faces full of shock.
"Heaven and earth will destroy the great Ziyang hand."
(End of chapter)
