Li Muchan waved his fist and sneered: "You are ignorant, don't you know that the mentality of our male disciples of Yubing Pavilion is completely different from that of our female disciples?"

The tall and thin old man was startled, and Li Muchan's fist accelerated violently, hitting him instantly.

It was too late for the tall and thin old man to avoid it, so he could only barely move his palms to meet him. There was a muffled "bang" sound, the fists and palms met, and the old man flew out.

"Ah..." "Oh!"

Muffled groans and screams rang out, and the tall and thin old man was like a thrown stone, hitting the crowd. The crowd behind him did not dare to avoid it, so they could only bite the bullet and catch it.

But I didn't expect that the tall and thin old man contained extremely tyrannical power. When they collided with each other, they were like hitting a high-speed carriage. They were directly knocked away, with broken muscles and broken bones. It was extremely miserable.

Li Muchan sneered and came to the short old man. Eleven middle-aged men suddenly stepped in front of him and stared at him coldly.

Li Muchan's eyes sparkled, and he sneered: "I will fulfill your loyalty!"

He drew his sword out of its sheath, and the sword light flashed across like a meteor. Eleven people stood in front of the short old man. They could not retreat and could only block it with their swords.

"Ding ding ding ding..." With a clear sound, eleven long swords flew out. Now Li Muchan was different from before. The sword contained powerful internal force and faintly burst out with golden light.

"Hmph!" Li Muchan turned his wrist and made another stroke, in the opposite direction to the one he just made. The eleven middle-aged people were invaded by Li Muchan's internal power. They were overwhelmed. They wanted to use their skills but were unable to do so. So their bodies froze and slowly...

Fell down.

"You——!" The short old man stood up and saw them fall down with blood coming from their throats. He shouted angrily, sprayed out another mist of blood, and fell back softly.

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Li Muchan waved his hand, and the long sword shot out, piercing the short old man's chest and nailing him to the vermilion pillar. He stared at him unwillingly, and stretched out his hand to pull out the sword, but he was unable to hang it down halfway.

He crooked his neck and died.

The thin old man stood with difficulty holding on to the table, looking at him in disbelief. He never expected that as the two envoys of the Sacred Heart Sect, he would fall into the hands of a young disciple of Yubing Pavilion today.

He pointed at Li Muchan and shouted: "You are not a disciple of Yubing Pavilion, you are definitely not a disciple of Yubing Pavilion!"

Li Muchan hummed: "Whether I am a disciple of Yubing Pavilion or not has nothing to do with you. You can accompany him on the road!"

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand again, and a cold light flashed away, passed through his chest and flew out of the window and disappeared.

The thin old man lowered his head in disbelief. There was already a blood hole in his left chest, and all the strength and energy in his body spurted out along with the blood.

"You...you..." He would not believe that Li Muchan was a disciple of Yubing Pavilion until his death.

Li Muchan sneered, dodged, pulled out the sword from the short old man, and then shouted: "Mingyue, kill them all!"

Zhao Mingyue looked at Li Muchan in surprise. When she heard his words, she was startled and hurriedly responded: "Okay."

She knew that these people were here to deal with Yubing Pavilion, so they would naturally show no mercy. Killing one more person would reduce the danger for the senior sisters.

The two of them immediately went on a killing spree, especially Li Muchan. There was no one who could combine with his sword. The second floor suddenly became a Shura field. At first, more than a hundred people took advantage of the crowd and wanted to fight, but Li Muchan was killed in one fell swoop.

After killing more than a dozen people, they suddenly collapsed. They only wanted to escape and had no fighting spirit anymore.

However, Li Muchan showed no mercy and started killing them ruthlessly. In the blink of an eye, he killed more than twenty people.

"Stop!" Amidst the thunderous shouts, a yellow shadow flashed past, and an old man with a white beard and eyebrows appeared in front of Li Muchan, waving his hand to pat him down.
Chapter completed!