"Xia Nangong, you are known as the best master in the world. Naturally, we are no match. How about we do it together?" An old man with white beard and hair stood up, cupped his fists and said with a smile.

Li Muchan smiled and nodded: "It doesn't matter how many of you have come together."

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Everyone felt that they were holding their breath very hard. His understatement was full of arrogance. It was obvious that he and others did not take him seriously, and he was still paying for it!

The old man smiled and clasped his fists, and said slowly: "Brothers, we brothers are practicing combined attack skills. We would like to ask Nangong Daxia for advice alone. If you want to do it, don't worry!" He obviously refused to join the siege with everyone.

Li Muchan made everyone quite unhappy. A young man raised his voice and asked: "How many of you are there, Mr. Hou?"

"Six." The old man smiled.

"Okay, let's wait and ask Nangong Daxia for advice!" The young man nodded.

Five other old men in gray slowly walked out of the crowd and came to Li Muchan. They surrounded him and stared at him motionless.

Li Muchan glanced at the six old men in gray and they looked vaguely similar. They seemed to be brothers. Even if they were not brothers, they must be related.

"Master Nangong, please stop!" The old man with white eyebrows in Yin'an said in a deep voice.

They unsheathed their swords one after another, pointed them at Li Muchan diagonally, and then walked around, circling Li Muchan. Their steps were light and very small, like small steps.

They walked faster and faster, and finally they turned into a shadow, and the six of them formed a gray circle to restrain Li Muchan, making it difficult to see his figure.

Li Muchan stood still, as steady as a rock, and closed his eyes completely, like a stone sculpture, and people couldn't help but sweat.

But they soon realized that Nangong Sidao was their opponent, and it was best to defeat him. The great Zhao Wulin was famous all over the world, and whoever could defeat him, no matter how many people there were, would be able to make a name for himself.

Everyone knows it.

This is the dream of martial arts practitioners. Even if you lose your life for it, it is still worth a try. Besides, Nangong Sidao has never made a heavy move, so there should be no worries about his life.

Nangong Sidao remained motionless with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep. However, the six old men were not in a hurry to attack, and were still wandering, faster and faster, like a gray light.

The people around me are already impatient. If they keep wandering around without talking to each other, when will they stop? Are they scared?

"Do it!" someone couldn't help shouting.

"That's right, take action when you have to, no matter what you hesitate to do!" Others echoed.

People were talking a lot, and there were cheers from time to time, urging the six old men to take action quickly and not to wait any longer. They couldn't wait to challenge Nangong Sidao.

"Drink!" A sudden shout rang out like thunder, and everyone's eyes dangled before they knew it, as if they were being blown away. Their vision was shaken and they almost fell down.

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Amidst a series of muffled sounds of "bang bang bang bang", when people recovered, six old men were already lying on the stairs, one person lying on each staircase.

People's eyes widened, and they didn't see clearly what happened just now. They didn't see Li Muchan draw his sword, nor did they see him take action. The six people were walking around well before, but the next moment they were lying down.

A young man in black clothes floated over and checked their injuries. They were not too serious. They were just a little internal injuries. They could just go back and adjust their breathing for a while.

Li Muchan turned around and smiled and said: "If there are still people who want to fight with Sidao, why not come together!" Everyone nodded, seeing that these six old men were so powerful and still ended up like this, let alone going up alone.

"Everyone, I think it's better to forget it. Why bother to embarrass our great Zhao!" the young man in black clothes said loudly.

People turned their heads to look over, but ignored him. They talked in twos and threes, and then approached Li Muchan, surrounding him.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Don't have any scruples, everyone. Si Dao only uses martial arts to make friends. He won't kill people. Just take action!"

An old man with a square face stroked his beard and said with a smile: "With the words of Nangong Daxia, we can rest assured. If we have offended anything, Nangong Daxia will forgive you!"

Li Muchan nodded: "It doesn't matter." "In that case, what are we waiting for? Let's do it together!" The square-faced old man shouted loudly.

After saying this, he flicked his sleeves, and a ray of silver light suddenly shot towards Li Muchan. This seemed like a sneak attack, but people pretended not to see it, some rushed towards Li Muchan, and some also threw out hidden weapons.

No matter what, as long as you hurt Nangong Sidao, you can be proud of yourself even if you use a hidden weapon. There have been many people who have used hidden weapons to deal with Nangong Sidao over the years, but they have failed.

Although they knew that Nangong Sidao was not afraid of hidden weapons, they still took chances, thinking that with so many people together, some covering and some using, they would always be able to hurt him.

Li Muchan chuckled and flicked his sleeves fiercely.

Amidst the continuous muffled sound of "bang bang bang bang", there was no one left standing on the ground.

He glanced at the people lying on the ground and saw the surprise and disbelief in their eyes. He smiled and said: "With your martial arts skills, even thousands of troops can't shake your mind. There's no need to waste your efforts. Say goodbye!"
Chapter completed!