So sometimes even if the internal strength is not as good as it is, you are not afraid. Pure internal strength is like an awl, which can hit a big one with a small one and break the surface with one point.

The current situation is very serious. His internal strength is neither as deep nor as pure as his opponent's. It is true that his cultivation is not as good as his opponent's. There is no luck.

If you want to win in the current situation, the only way is to use the Ming Dynasty Sutra.

But Li Muchan didn't want to perform the Daming King Sutra in front of everyone, as a flaw might be discovered. Although the chance was slim, there was always a risk, and Li Muchan didn't want to take the risk.

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"It's really rare for Wuji to have mastered the Vajra Sword Technique to this level!" Luo Ruifeng shook his head helplessly and sighed.

The Diamond Sword Technique performed by Li Muchan was simple, smooth, natural and simple. It looked ordinary, but it was extremely wonderful. If not for this, he would have been hit by the sword long ago.

The difficulty of practicing the Vajra Sword Technique lies not in the difficulty and profoundness of the sword techniques, but in the ability to comprehend each move. The level of comprehension of each move determines the level of the sword technique.

The Diamond Sword Technique reduces complexity to simplicity, and reduces brilliance to simplicity. It is a kind of sword technique that returns to simplicity. It can be said to be both skillful and clumsy, but when used by ordinary people, it is just an ordinary sword technique.

Disciples of the Vajra Sect tend to become more powerful as they advance. Although their cultivation is advanced, their swordsmanship becomes more and more profound. After practicing a simple set of swordsmanship for a lifetime, the more they practice, the more mysterious and powerful it becomes.

All Vajra Sect disciples feel this way. As their experience becomes richer, their knowledge of martial arts becomes more profound, and their understanding of martial arts deepens, they feel the mystery of Vajra Sword Technique more and more.

When you are young, no matter how talented you are, you will not be able to understand the secrets of the Diamond Sword Technique. It has nothing to do with your qualifications, but because of your experience and experience. The depth of your martial arts knowledge is the decisive factor.

But someone like Li Muchan, who is young and has only a short training time, has such a profound understanding of the Vajra Sword Technique, which is not inferior to those of them who have been practicing for decades, it is really unusual.

Fortunately, Li Muchan had already given them enough surprises, so there was no need to think too much at this time. Luo Ruifeng and Zong Xuan were both staring at the field, ready to save people at any time.

Seeing that Li Muchan's resistance was getting weaker and weaker, the sword circle formed by the Mo Feng Sword was getting narrower and narrower, but he knew that his internal strength was suppressed and he could not make up for it with exquisite swordsmanship.

Zhao Mingyue is a peerless genius who only appeared in Yubing Pavilion for hundreds of years. He is young and has profound cultivation. His understanding of the Jade Ice Divine Sword has also reached an extremely deep level. It is said that there are those who are better than those who are good at it.

Luo Ruifeng and Zong Xuan had never seen Zhao Mingyue take action with their own eyes, so they always believed it with half doubt. But now they believed it, but they did it with Li Muchan.

Luo Ruifeng suddenly hummed: "Do it!"

"Stop!" Zong Xuan shouted and rushed out, punching Zhao Mingyue with both fists. His face turned red and he felt ashamed. This fact was disgraceful, but for the sake of his disciple's life, he could only be thick-skinned.

Jade Ice Pavilion and Jingang Sect have deep grudges. They are sure that Zhao Mingyue will never show mercy and will kill Li Muchan if he gets a chance.

"Hmph, shameless!" Guo Ying snorted coldly, flicked his left hand, and a white light shot through the air to Zongxuan. Zongxuan's eyes widened with anger, and he punched out.

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"Huh!" With a muffled grunt, he staggered back a step, with a flying knife nailed to his hand.

The flying knife sank straight into the fist, with only the handle exposed.

Zongxuan snorted angrily, pulled out the flying knife and threw it towards the opposite side. His fist was white and boney, but not a drop of blood came out. It looked quite strange.

The flying knife is attached with a cold aura, and once it enters the body, it directly seals the surrounding blood, so even if the flying knife is drawn, there will be no blood. Zongxuan also knows this and draws the knife without any scruples.

Just when Luo Ruifeng was about to pounce, a woman in white stood in front of him and looked at him with a smile: "Elder Luo, don't make trouble!"

She looks about forty years old, she looks very young, but her brows are covered with vicissitudes of life, and she looks much older. Although her skin is fair and wrinkle-free, she is not inferior to a girl.

Luo Ruifeng frowned and said, "Granny Wu, do you want to fight against this junior too?"

He remained motionless and sighed helplessly. This Granny Wu was over eighty years old. She was the nanny of Guo Ying, the head of Yubing Pavilion. Her cultivation was unfathomable and he couldn't stop her at all.

The woman in white smiled and shook her head: "If you want to bully Mingyue, I can't stand by and watch. If you don't take action, I won't take action either!"

Luo Ruifeng looked up at Zongxuan and Li Muchan. Zongxuan was entangled with a woman in white. They were fighting hard and couldn't get away at all. Li Muchan was becoming more and more unbearable and was about to lose.

People around him stared motionless, their eyes sparkling. They had heard of Zhao Mingyue for a long time, but had never seen him. This time it was an eye-opener.

When they saw that Li Muchan was forced into a desperate situation, instead of worrying, they actually felt a bit gloating about his misfortune.

This Li Wuji is also another Zhao Mingyue. If he is allowed to grow up, he will become the dragon of the Vajra Sect in a short time, enough to stir up troubles in the martial arts world. Even if he dies at the hands of Zhao Mingyue, everyone can rest assured.

"Wuji!" Luo Ruifeng yelled in panic and rushed out, but a white shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and a palm hit his chest. He flew out and watched with wide eyes in the air as Li Muchan was hit by a sword in the chest.
Chapter completed!