Chapter 238(2/2)
Li Yujiao moved forward again, the sword light was continuous, like falling snowflakes, with needles in the cotton, suppressing the middle-aged man for a moment, and he kept retreating.
Li Yujiao has strong inner strength and exquisite sword moves. Although the middle-aged man is strong, he was given the upper hand without noticing and it is difficult to regain it for a while.
Li Muchan gently tapped his little finger on his sleeve, and a finger force floated out silently, as warm and moist as rain, and landed on the middle-aged man like catkins.
This finger is the power of Shaoyin finger, which is invisible and has no quality, just like the breeze blowing on the body, and there is no defense at all.
At the critical moment, the middle-aged man froze, and Li Yujiao's sword light came like lightning, and he could not dodge anymore. The sword light reached his body and pierced his chest directly.
Li Yujiao was startled, and then she drew out her long sword. There was no blood on the sword, it was silver-white and shimmering with cold air. Her eyes were like water, and she glanced at the middle-aged people: "Who else is there?"
Everyone frowned and found it puzzling. They didn't understand why Brother Feng suddenly paused. Taking this sword was tantamount to committing suicide.
But with this strike of the sword, the middle-aged man died immediately. He wanted to speak but couldn't.
They looked at Li Yujiao, frowning, and the gleam in their eyes became brighter and brighter, their aura rising, revealing the face of a top master.
Li Yujiao responded calmly, her heart was like ice and snow, without sadness or joy, without fear or fear, and said calmly: "If there is anyone else, please get out of the way and don't block our way!"
Li Muchan shook his head. He had no choice but to kill such a master when he encountered him. Otherwise, there would be endless troubles. Besides, Li Yujiao was cold and ruthless and would not hold back once her mental skills were used.
"Grandma, I'll do it!" A stout middle-aged man stood up, holding a ghost-headed sword. The blade was sharp and cold, and the blade was glaring and murderous, which was chilling to watch.
Li Yujiao pointed the tip of her sword: "Come on!"
The stout middle-aged man shouted loudly, and the sword flashed like a sword, and he struck down on the head with a sound like thunder. Wang Shuangfeng trembled all over and his hair stood on end.
Li Yujiao hummed softly, and her body returned to normal. The roar just now was shocking, as an invisible cold air enveloped her body, and it actually seemed to freeze her.
She didn't understand what it was, but Li Muchan understood that it was evil energy, which was formed invisibly after killing too many people. Just like a pig can feel the evil energy on his body when seeing a butcher.
He shook his head and warned in a gentle voice: "Junior sister, be careful. This person is too murderous, and he must be cruel to himself. Be careful, both sides will suffer losses."
"Okay!" Li Yujiao nodded, and the sword light fell like snowflakes, dense and seamless. The sword looked unpleasant, but it was actually unparalleled in speed, trapping the sturdy middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man had a sinister face, his eyes were full of fierceness, and his evil aura was astonishing. A ghost-headed knife caused the cold air to spread, and the temperature around the valley dropped a few points.
However, Li Yujiao's swordsmanship was exquisite and her internal strength was deep, even stronger than him. In this moment, the pressure on him was getting tighter and tighter, and he was almost breathless.
Li Muchan frowned. He always felt that this guy with a sinister face, like a butcher, was dangerous. Although he had a strong evil aura and could arouse people's anxiety, he could not use it in front of Li Yujiao.
Li Yujiao's mind was strange. Once it started to work, it was like ice and snow, and all his emotions and desires were cut off. There was only one thought, and the murderous intention could not shake his mind. Therefore, he could not get any favors, and was forced more and more tightly.
Li Muchan raised his little finger and gently sent out a finger force, as gentle as the spring breeze, gently blowing towards the middle-aged man, trying to nip the danger in the bud.
As soon as the finger force was sent out, the middle-aged man suddenly shouted loudly: "Kill——!"
Like the sound of thunder, the evil energy surged, like an invisible arrow shot at Li Yujiao. Li Yujiao was already prepared, but after a moment's delay, the sword quickly accelerated and pierced the middle-aged man's shoulder.
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, held the long sword on his shoulder, twisted and slashed horizontally, the sword shining like a drill.
Li Yujiao abandoned the sword and retreated. At this moment, Li Muchan's finger force came, and the middle-aged man suddenly froze. Li Yujiao saw the opportunity quickly, dodged quickly, drew the sword and stabbed him, and the tip of the sword passed through his body.
"Uh..." The middle-aged man snorted and looked down at the sword on his chest. Blood gurgled from the corner of his mouth. He grinned and slashed fiercely.
Li Yujiao drew her sword and stepped back, slashing the ghost-headed knife. The middle-aged man stumbled and fell to the ground. He twitched a few times and then remained motionless.
Li Yujiao took a few deep breaths and glanced at everyone with her watery eyes: "Who else is there?"
The middle-aged man was so cruel and ferocious, which was chilling, but she looked calm. The other eight middle-aged men were a little surprised. They didn't expect a young girl from Qiao Sheng to have such a cold heart.
Looking at her glance, they were actually a little stressed.
A skinny middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Let's all go together, no matter what the reputation is, the Nine Turns of Marrow Cleansing Meridian is a serious matter."
The remaining seven people were silent, looking at each other with a bit of shame.
The skinny middle-aged man stamped his feet and said in a deep voice: "With so many of us, it's already embarrassing for us to rob a few juniors' things. Losing them again is nothing. Is it possible that we have to return without success? That would be a big deal."
It’s a joke, we don’t have the shame to see anyone!”
A handsome middle-aged man stroked his beautiful beard, sighed leisurely, and nodded slowly: "Everyone, Brother Xiao is right. At this point, there is no turning back, so we might as well go together!"
He has a face like a full moon, and is handsome and handsome. Although he is middle-aged, he is more charming than a handsome young man. Every move he makes is filled with awe-inspiring attitude.
He was smiling, even though he said these words, he was as gentle as jade. He smiled at Li Yujiao and Wang Shuangfeng, a little apologetically, and said: "We don't want to kill the two girls, we just want to take the Nine-turn Marrow Cleansing Sutra."
Just a look, just out of curiosity!"
Li Yujiao sneered: "Hypocritical!"
The handsome middle-aged man smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "No one believes this, but it is true. Alas... it is such a pity. If we met at a different time and in a different place, we might be good friends!"
The two women smiled faintly, turned their heads to look at the other people, and ignored him, as if they were not affected by his handsome demeanor at all.
Li Muchan sighed: "We can only force our way in!"
At this point, Li Muchan understood that there was no other way but to fight tooth and nail. Even if he tried to burn up his inner strength, it was only one-tenth of his inner strength. However, these eight people were all extremely skilled in martial arts and could not be shaken off.
Once you fail to burn your inner strength, you can only let the mermaid become flesh. It doesn't matter to you. If you die, you will die. But if the two women are beautiful, falling into their hands, it is tantamount to going to hell.
They all have a dark appearance but dark hearts. They are not good people. The fate of the two women can be imagined. Life is worse than death.
Thinking of this, he sighed, gritted his teeth secretly, and made up his mind.
He suddenly jumped and landed in a depression on the stone wall. It seemed that someone wanted to dig a hole there, but stopped after digging a very shallow layer. Now it might be possible for someone to stand, and it might be possible to take shelter from the rain.
Li Muchan sat down cross-legged, formed a mudra with his hands, and closed his eyes.
Li Yujiao's expression changed and she said: "Senior brother, wait!... You can't use it anymore!"
She knew at a glance that Li Muchan was preparing to use the Daming King Sutra. He had made it clear before that it would take a month before he could use it, otherwise his body would not be able to bear it and would collapse.
Li Muchan opened his eyes, smiled and shook his head: "I can't wait any longer, I'll give it a try, and you can protect me for a while!"
The handsome middle-aged man smiled, stroking his beard and shaking his head: "Could it be that I want to use some secret method?...Okay, just use it, we will wait for you, and we will make you convinced of your defeat!"
Li Muchan smiled: "I hope you can keep your word!"
Li Yujiao and Wang Shuangfeng took a few steps back and stood at the foot of the mountain wall, pointing their swords at the eight people. Their expressions were alert, and their bodies were tense, as if they had nocked an arrow from a bow, ready to attack at any time.
Li Yujiao's heart kept sinking. She understood that the senior brother was risking his life to protect the two of them and rushed out. Murderous intent surged in her heart, and she only regretted that she was not good at martial arts and could not kill eight of them with one sword!
Wang Shuangfeng bit her lower lip, her bright eyes were cold, and she stared at the eight people.
Li Muchan became more and more familiar with the Ming Dynasty King Sutra. In the blink of an eye, a huge force came down, like a falling boulder. Everyone's breathing was stagnant, and they needed to use their skills to resist it.
Chapter completed!