Volume 3: The Demonic Cult Advances Eastward Chapter 114: Killing Grandson
"Dian Cang's Wandering Dragon Sword Technique."
"Qingcheng's Flying Star Chasing Moon Sword."
"Songhe Quick Sword."
"The Qingfeng Swordsmanship of the Hengshan Xiaoxiang Swordsman."
"Kongtong Sword Technique."
"Xie's swordsmanship."
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Ding Linglin widened her eyes and covered her red lips lightly. She came from a distinguished family and was the eldest daughter of the Ding family, one of the three major martial arts families in the north. She had been knowledgeable since childhood and had witnessed the methods of many famous swordsmen. At this moment, with just one look, she was able to describe Li Muchan's swordsmanship one by one as if she knew all of his treasures.
It was not until Li Muchan spat out a few cold stars that Lu Xiaojia at the side could no longer hold back and said, "It's actually the Iron Chewing Technique. He actually knows how to chew iron."
Lu Xiaojia had seen Mother Liu's terrifying method of spitting iron balls from her mouth and hitting people's vital points. Now Li Muchan's sudden move was exactly the same.
"Well, no, what he spit out wasn't an iron pellet, it was... a peach pit."
It turned out to be a peach pit.
Ding Linglin blinked her big, watery eyes, suddenly remembering something, and said, "This person seems to like eating preserved fruits and candied fruits."
As early as when she was in Jinling City, she noticed Li Muchan's habits.
"That's right."
Ye Kai also came.
His eyes were shining and his face was solemn. In just two breaths, he changed into more than a dozen sword techniques that were famous in the martial arts world today.
It's not just the swordsmanship. The swordsmanship performed by the two single-edged sword-like weapons is completely unrecognizable, but increasingly strange and difficult to defend against, and it also mixes in extremely deadly knife moves.
All sword and knife moves are under your control.
"Back then, Li Muchan showed off his unique skill of using both sword and saber in Jinling City. I thought that was his last resort. I never thought that his swordsmanship was so advanced and he was proficient in hundreds of swordsmanships."
Look at the field again.
Seeing the cold star shadow shooting at him so closely, Sun Wuer's eyes suddenly became bloodshot, his heart trembled, and a fierce murderous aura burst out in an instant, but a cruel sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Faced with a life-and-death crisis, he grabbed the stick with his right hand and retracted it with his left hand. With the power surging in his palm, he immediately blocked it in front of his eyebrows.
Doing all this is not enough.
Sun Wuer shook his right arm, and the shadows of the sticks in the sky all converged into one, but the originally indestructible iron rod suddenly broke in the middle at this moment.
“Crash!”
It turned out that there was a chain hidden inside the rod. The six-foot-long iron rod instantly broke into two pieces. One piece was in his hand, and the other piece smashed straight into Li Muchan's chest like a water and fire meteor hammer.
In the beginning, he suffered a great loss due to the restriction of his weapon and almost died in the trap set by Li Muchan. How could he be completely unprepared now?
In a flash, Li Muchan seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer. His body, which should have fallen, flipped upside down for several meters. Spots of bright red splashed in the wind and snow, indicating that he was injured.
At the same time, Sun Wuer clenched his left hand, his eyes full of disdain.
It was indeed just a peach pit, and it had no power at all. It was just a little trick used to distract people.
He raised his head and squinted, his sight just happened to meet Li Muchan who was flipping and moving in mid-air.
But before Li Muchan landed on the ground, he loosened his hands, and the two cold blades in his hands immediately turned into two cold rays, passed through the air, and flew out of his hands.
"Hehehe, boy, you are still too young..."
Seeing this, Sun Wuer was not surprised but happy. He didn't even bother to defend himself. He dodged to the side and subconsciously grabbed the iron rod. He was about to take advantage of the victory and kill Li Muchan.
Unexpectedly, the two streaks of light that escaped into the air miraculously merged into one as they flew away from his hands, transforming into a sword.
The tip of the sword pointed directly at Sun Wuer's heart.
"Um?"
Seeing this incredible scene, the spectators were all surprised and shocked.
Sun Wuer's face also changed suddenly. He could have avoided it originally, but now the two weapons were combined into one, the sword's momentum could be changed, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye. It was too late to react .
With his mind racing, Sun Wuer had already stopped the chain connected to the iron rod in front of him, blocking the sword.
“Sizzle!”
With the sound of metal clashing, a ball of sparks flew from the sword.
Blocked!!!
However, Sun Wuer's expression was visibly ugly, with veins twitching on his forehead and his sallow face rapidly turning red.
Because, the holy sword is in front and the human figure is behind.
Li Muchan flipped over and fell, his black robe fluttering like a crane's wings. With a feint, several ghostly shadows suddenly appeared out of thin air on the long street. He hurriedly chased after them and pressed his palm on the hilt of the sword.
At this moment, looking at Li Muchan's dark eyes that were so close to him, Sun Wuer felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured over his head in the hottest days of summer. He shuddered and was completely moved.
Li Muchan held the sword in his hand and stomped his foot, causing frost and snow to fly. The sword shone with a cold light and trembled, leaving no chance for the opponent to react.
With a "bang", the chain broke into pieces as Sun Wuer's eyes were filled with bloodshot.
Disaster is imminent.
“Puff!”
In the blink of an eye, the tip of a sword pierced through his chest and tore through his clothes at the back.
Li Muchan held a sharp weapon in his hand, like an immortal pointing the way, and killed with one sword.
The Tianji stick fell out of his hand, and Sun Wuer stood there in a daze, his throat and tongue moving, and blood spurting out of his mouth.
He stared at Li Muchan in front of him, watching this man rise step by step, from a small person who was barely surviving and struggling to survive, to the terrifying existence he is today.
Sun Wuer didn't even understand why he lost.
But the few people watching saw it clearly.
"His knife."
A cold light flashed in Lu Xiaojia's eyes, and his hands holding the knife and sword tightened.
Ye Kai also opened his eyes wide and murmured, "Yes, it's his knife. It can actually turn into a sword."
This weapon, which can be separated into a knife and combined into a sword, is simply full of murderous intent.
The purple-robed man rarely spoke: "He was defeated by his own arrogance."
Ye Kai shook his head and sighed: "Amazing talent, he figured out the method of practicing the 'Heavenly Secret Stick' on his own, but it's a pity that he didn't grasp its essence."
Sun Wuer's face turned red and bloodshot. When he was dying, he still wanted to fight back, and his right hand trembled as he grabbed Li Muchan.
Li Muchan had a blank expression on his face. He drew his sword and his hot blood instantly dyed half of his cold, pale face red.
Sun Wuer's face was twisted in agony, but before he could utter a scream, a green blade light curved like a crescent moon and slashed across his neck.
His head was thrown off, but Sun Wuer died with his eyes open.
Li Muchan stood in the heavy snow, turned the back of his hand to wipe away the blood that was rapidly cooling down his cheek, then looked at Ye Kai and the others and grinned, a smile that was somewhat thrilling, arrogant and wanton.
Ding Lingzhong spoke out everyone's thoughts in a hoarse voice: "This person actually won."
There was a hint of disbelief in his tone.
No matter from which angle you look at it, Li Muchan's chances of winning are slim.
Although Sun Wuer has only fought a few battles since he first entered the martial arts world, all the opponents he faced were formidable.
First, he calmly retreated from Jing Wuming and Shangguan Xiaoxian, then defeated Li Manqing, and then fought with the Great Elder of the Demon Cult for dozens of moves before withdrawing.
This person was supposed to be invincible, but now he has fallen here.
Ye Kai sighed: "This person's rise is inevitable."
Li Muchan ignored the reactions of the others. He shifted his gaze to look at the man in purple and the "parting hook" on his waist.
This is a strong enemy, and an extremely strong enemy.
But Li Muchan was not afraid, because suddenly there were many more footsteps in the wind and snow, rushing across the roof and appearing from the darkness.
An invisible murderous intent suddenly enveloped the whole area and spread in all directions.
Seeing this situation, the man in purple took back his left foot that he had just taken out.
Li Muchan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Everyone can leave now. I have to deal with the private affairs of this sect now."
A group of people turned around and retreated without even thinking.
Not long after everyone left, the Goddess of Bliss came over from the end of the long street with a fragrant breeze, followed by the Golden Lion and the Silver Dragon.
Then, both of them saw Sun Wuer's headless body and Li Muchan holding a knife in both hands. Both of their faces twitched unnaturally, and then they retreated without hesitation, quickly and urgently.
Li Muchan whispered, "You bullied me, can you come and go as you please?"
As expected, the golden lion and silver dragon retreated again.
The two men's faces were gloomy and extremely pale. They gritted their teeth, knelt on one knee, and spoke hoarsely.
"Your subordinate Jin Shi greets the deputy leader!"
"Your subordinate Yinlong greets the deputy leader!"
Li Muchan said expressionlessly: "Do you have anything else to say?"
Jin Shi lowered his head and said, "Deputy Sect Leader, what happened today was our fault. You can kill or chop her up as you wish, but you cannot kill her, Palace Master Tianmei. If she dies, you will die too."
“Hahaha…” Li Muchan laughed. Although he laughed, there was no smile in his eyes. “Before you say this, shouldn’t you think carefully about your own situation? You should know that I can kill you with just a wave of my hand.”
