"Oh My God!!!"
In the rumbling rapids and waves, several water columns were rising steadily. At first glance, it looked like the river was standing upside down, entangled in a huge whirlpool in the center of the river.
The pupils of the people who were besieging and ambush shrank rapidly, and their faces were all pale. They had no choice but to rush closer, but they saw Li Muchan was wrapped in the whirlpool, like a dragon flying into the sky, with both palms gathering strength, he shook his hands and slashed, A water column flew out, like a waterfall several feet high, striking and exploding.
There are no fancy techniques or moves in the powerful palm, just a simple palm, which is extremely domineering.
The strange sound of "crackling" was heard endlessly, and then one after another figures were seen flying backwards with broken bones and tendons, their chests collapsed, and countless weapons in their hands were broken into pieces.
The most powerful and strong, invincible.
Witnessing such extraordinary and terrifying palm power, the smile on Bai Yujing's face became even wider, but the surprise and confusion in his eyes became even greater.
He naturally knew the details of Li Muchan. Compared with most talented people in the world who became famous at a young age, this person could be regarded as a late bloomer. However, it was really unexpected that he could achieve such abilities after only a few years of hard work.
After thinking for a moment, Bai Yujing's eyes were already focused...
On the river surface, the mist rolled and the waves surged. It seemed as if there was an evil dragon making waves in it, and it was so powerful that it was unparalleled in the world.
The one-armed man had just suffered a big loss, but he was dissatisfied. He let out a sharp scream, reached out with one hand, and flew sideways to throw out. The strength in his palm was poured into it, and he actually broke through the waves in front of him and knocked away the two flying ones. A disciple of the Qinglong Society blocked his waist and slashed open, like a poisonous dragon coming out of its cave and rushing towards Li Muchan in the bloody wind.
Seeing this, the old man on the side came to his aid. The two rings in his hands suddenly flew out like meteors, and with two "bang bangs" they actually caught Li Muchan's hands.
Li Muchan paused immediately when he took out his palm, and the bamboo hat on top of his head was blown into the rain by the strong wind, revealing his pale face.
The one-armed man's one-eyed man's sharp light surged. Seeing this opportunity, he moved even more hastily. The strength in his palms gathered, and the tendons on the back of his hands bulged. A thunderous palm had already covered Li Muchan's chest.
Not just this person.
The sword light suddenly appeared, and the nine-foot-long sword flew across the waves. King Miao Tian also took the opportunity to take action. He was short in stature, but the sword light was sharp, like cold lightning across the sky, and struck Li Muchan head-on.
There was also Yan Nanfei. His face was pale. When he drew his sword, the Rose Sword flew towards Li Muchan's left neck. The sword was fierce and at a tricky angle.
The old man's double rings were separated from his hands, and the murderous intention in his hands was even worse. He suddenly jumped up with a sinister smile, and then fell from the sky. His body staggered, as if he was drunk, but his pale and blue right hand suddenly grabbed hold, and all five fingers were already grasping it. He took it with him and buckled it to Li Muchan's spine, lumbar ribs, tail vertebra and other key points on his back.
This turned out to be another little-known skill.
The seven killers are drunk and lying in the clouds.
In addition to these masters, there was a diamond iron net above Li Muchan's head, and there were flying claws in all directions waiting for an opportunity to throw. It was really a dragnet.
Li Muchan had a clear view of everything and saw that the opponent was planning to capture him alive.
But it's not a surprise. After all, apart from the people under his command, the most valuable thing is his invisible money empire.
These people were concerned about his intentions and would never dare to kill him easily until the last moment, and they would not be willing to lose countless gold and silver from their hands, but they would not make him feel better. Once captured, the end would be worse than death. The sadness.
coming.
Li Muchan took a final deep breath.
Death is approaching.
The shadow of the palm, the shadow of the sword, the light of the sword, the shadow of the claws, as well as the hidden weapon waiting for an opportunity to strike, the large net set above the head, all the ambush, covered and fell at almost the same time.
With such a formation, anyone who comes here will probably be able to drink a pot of it, and anyone who encounters it will have a narrow escape.
What about Li Muchan?
He didn't move, dodge, or avoid.
However, the one-armed man struck down Li Muchan's chest with his palm.
After the move was successful, the big man couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, he was also surprised and frightened by the strength displayed by Li Muchan. The trembling eyes of others also calmed down, and they were all shocked by the unparalleled strong man in front of them.
But did you really succeed?
The one-armed man's breath suddenly stagnated, his eyes suddenly opened, and under the force of his palms, he had an indescribable illusion, as if what he was photographing was not a flesh and blood body, but a fluttering piece of paper.
The palm power that was originally powerful and domineering now seems to have nowhere to exert its force, or in other words, only a small part of the force falls on Li Muchan.
Of course Li Muchan is not a piece of paper, but he is as light as paper, like a leaf floating in the strong wind. No matter how strong the wind is, he can blow it and lift it, but it is difficult to tear that small leaf into pieces.
The old eunuch's eyes also widened and widened.
His Seven Killers also fell, landing on Li Muchan's back, but the back in front of him clearly seemed to have numerous flaws, but when he shot down his killer move, the force of the storm was nowhere to be found, and it was hard to find. flaw.
King Miao's sword fell.
Yan Nanfei's sword also struck.
Unfortunately, the sword missed, and neither did the sword.
I saw that Li Muchan's body had a layer of strange energy that was surging inside and outside, wrapping him up in it in an extremely subtle way, almost removing most of his own weight, so he could be as light as paper.
This is, formless and selfless, and eliminate the self.
Not only that, all the energies exerted on Li Muchan were also blocked by this strange energy. However, when the energy trembled like water, all the energy moved away and stirred up under his feet. Layers of ripples turned into the river.
The old eunuch's face had turned from gloomy white to pale blue, and his eyes were about to pop out. He howled almost like a moan: "Shadowless Divine Art?"
Yan Nanfei suddenly felt a little chilly, because except for the few people they took action, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, deathly silent, leaving only the sound of the river wind passing by and the sound of falling rain.
A figure passed by him just at this moment. It was a fierce man, a very powerful man, with a fierce look on his face, eyes full of sternness, and he jumped up with his sword. If he wanted to fight with all his strength, He was slashing like a fierce tiger, but his eyes had lost their luster and life.
This person is dead.
A cloud of blood sprayed out from beside Yan Nanfei, a few pieces flying in the air. His intestines spilled out, and even the nine-ringed sword in his hand turned into pieces.
He turned around and his pupils suddenly shrank, almost shrinking to the size of peas.
I saw that the group of people who were surrounding and fighting behind me were all dead at some point.
Just like that fierce man, he died silently, very strangely, and extremely strangely.
Some of them were cut in half, some had their heads cut off from the neck, some were torn apart, and some were cut in half.
There are even many people who do not know it when they die. They often fly close to them, and by the time they pass away, they are no longer alive.
A drop of bright red blood suddenly splashed on his face.
Yan Nanfei's pupils expanded wildly and beat, and he looked around.
In the mist and rain, there seemed to be a filament dyed red with blood, flashing past and drifting away in the wind.
It turns out that these people all died under an extremely long, extremely thin, extremely strong and extremely sharp filament.
Just then, Li Muchan got up with great strength and gathered water to form a whirlpool. He had already laid out these thin threads silently. Infused and blessed with his extremely powerful skills, they were skillfully laid out in the air, hovering like a dragon and as sharp as a knife.
The one-armed man said without hesitation: "Retreat!"
"Retreat?" Li Muchan smiled.
His hands that were wrapped in amorous rings had broken free from the restraints at some point. The black robe that had been soaked by rain and river water suddenly swelled and bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye. The strong wind surged wildly, and the wind and rain flowed across it.
Under the frightened gaze of a pair of eyes on both sides of the mountains, his figure was shaken, and in a daze, it was like a mountain collapsing and a sea cracking, and the sky falling and the earth falling.
"boom!"
But he saw the river water bursting from all directions around Li Muchan.
In the splash of water that filled the sky, the besieging people all coughed up blood and retreated, flying like rags.
Li Muchan then moved his hands, and the amorous ring crashed into the two eunuchs like a meteor.
King Miao Tian, who was flying upside down, suddenly felt the wind and rain hitting his face, and a figure swooped towards him. Before he could react, a pale fleshy palm appeared on his chest.
With just a gentle press, Miao Tianwang's face turned so red that it could bleed, and he immediately fell into the river.
On the other end, the double rings were flying rapidly, and they were about to take the lives of the old man and the one-armed man. Unexpectedly, the sword light suddenly shone, and the thick wind and rain seemed to be cut into a gap. The sword light was divided into two, like a rainbow in the sky. Cut off the double loop.
Bai Yujing, the Sword of Eternal Life.
And what about the light boat?
After the storm, the river overturned, and a small boat emerged from the bottom of the water. Two suffocated escorts with blue faces were lying on the boat, gasping for air. They were all wet, holding their bundles, looking like they were in shock.
Li Muchan nimbly turned over and landed on the boat. He raised his hand to catch the bamboo hat that fell from the sky. At the same time, he pulled a crystalline filament back from the river and put it into his sleeve. It was from the precious clothes. Part of the disassembly.
"Aren't you going to take action?" he said.
The rainbow-like sword light suddenly fell down and landed on a fast boat.
The two of them looked at each other across the rain. The river across the river was full of blood, broken arms and corpses.
The smile on Bai Yujing's face faded a lot, but she didn't respond. She just squinted her eyes and watched silently.
Li Muchan smiled, looked away, turned around and put the hat on his head again.
The mist and rain on the river remain as before. I calm down and look again. The boat is far away.
Let’s talk about the "Shadowless Magic Kung Fu". There is very little detailed description of this kung fu in Gu Long's original book. It can be said that it is only a few words, but it is highlighted by many unique skills and techniques. Then there is "Being unbridled and invincible in the world". I only know that it is extremely domineering and consumes a lot of money, but as for the powerful method, it is not explained in detail, leaving it up to the reader's imagination.
And since this is a fanfic, I definitely have to use my imagination to come up with ideas, so I will extend it on the original basis, and then everyone can also put forward some ideas.
As for invincibility, it’s really not invincible. At least it takes time to accumulate. There is no invincible character in Gu Long. Many masters will appear later, which will become more and more interesting. So don’t preconceptions that the protagonist is invincible.
(End of chapter)
