"Don't you dare?" Lu Chengjiang curled his lips and said disdainfully: "It's true that the older you get, the less courageous you become. Fan, the longer you live, the more you go back!"

Fan Wuyuan shook his head and said: "It's useless to provoke the generals. I have brought so many people, why bother to take risks? It's always right to be careful. Fighting alone is not enough!"

Li Muchan laughed. Such remarks were really shameless. It was a skill for him to say them openly.

Lu Chengjiang said coldly: "Do you want to take over our Taihuatang?"

"It would be best if it could happen." Fan Wuyuan nodded with a smile: "This opportunity is rare. If it were you, Lao Lu, would you let this opportunity pass?"

"I'm not as shameless as you!" Lu Dujiang snorted.

Fan Wuyuan smiled and said: "Okay, even if I am shameless, Lao Lu, are you going to surrender obediently, or do you insist on deciding whether to live or die?"

"Come if you dare!" Lu Chengjiang said coldly.

Fan Wuyuan shook his head and sighed: "Lao Lu, you really don't shed tears until you see the coffin. Well, can you do it?"

"I can't do it, but Hall Master Li can!" Lu Chengjiang snorted.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Hall Master Fan, please!"

"Okay, Mr. Chu, you can learn from Hall Master Li's clever tricks!" Fan Wuyuan turned around and smiled at the skinny old man.

"Hall Master Li is a young hero, Mr. Chu should not be underestimated!"

The old man surnamed Chu smiled and said: "I have the audacity to accept this lesson."

His body was thin, his face was also thin, his gray beard was fluttering, and his whole person looked very thin, as if he could be blown away by a gust of wind.

He looked at Li Muchan with a smile, a little kindly.

Li Muchan clasped his fists: "Senior Chu, please give me some advice!"

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Old Chu to speak again, he punched out, and the shadow of his fist was solid, showing his identity as a grandmaster, but he was just an ordinary grandmaster, unremarkable.

The old man Chu did not dare to be careless. He concentrated and pushed out a palm. The shadow of the palm was like a substance. The fists and palms collided in the air. They exploded with a "bang" and formed a violent wind, blowing away everyone's clothes.

This was the initial test, not a real fight. Li Muchan raised his eyebrows and could vaguely detect some of the old man's cultivation. It was indeed profound and should not be underestimated.

He dodged in front of the old man and attacked closely. The fists and feet of the two of them intersected with each other, making a "bang bang" sound, like two pieces of wood constantly colliding.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged more than a dozen moves, as fast as lightning.

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Fan Wuyuan frowned. It was natural that Chu Lao's moves were exquisite. He had been practicing for a long time and had been immersed in the moves for a long time, so he naturally became proficient. It was really amazing that Li Wuji could do this at such a young age.

Li Muchan also frowned to himself. He didn't expect this old man to be so difficult to deal with. His tricks were so sophisticated that he had never seen before. He really had become a master with his old age.

He took a deep breath, and the internal energy flowed between his palms. A strange force was flowing, stimulating the exquisiteness of the eight hands to capture the dragon.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" After four muffled sounds, Old Chu flew out.

The two men moved so fast that no one could see clearly what was going on. They saw Li Muchan standing on the same spot while Old Chu flew ten feet away and landed heavily with a "bang".

Li Muchan took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, smiled and clasped his fists, turned around and retreated to Lu Chengjiang.

Lu Chengjiang was surprised in his heart, but he didn't care on his face. He looked at Fan Wuyuan proudly with an expression that had long been determined. "Fan, is this the master of your Xiyang Hall? Hehe!"

Fan Wuyuan looked gloomy and waved his hands.

A middle-aged man came to the old man Chu, checked his injuries, raised his head and shook his head, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, poured a pill into the old man's mouth, and then patted his chest several times to help him.

Swallow the pill.

Fan Wuyuan's gloomy face slowly faded away, he stared at Li Muchan, suddenly laughed and nodded: "Fan's eyes are opened, Hall Master Li is indeed a disciple of the Song family!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "It's not worth mentioning. Hall Master Fan deserves the award."

The way he stimulated his potential just now, he took care of the old man Chu three times, five times, five times, and two times. It was suspected of being a sneak attack, but outsiders couldn't see the difference.

This is to intimidate and make them think carefully about whether they can escape unharmed once they are besieged. Without such a deterrent, if they besiege him, he will not be able to hold on alone, and Taihua Hall will be in danger of falling apart.

As expected, Fan Wuyuan was secretly wondering if the three of him could defeat Mr. Chu within a dozen moves if all three of him were to fight him. The result was that he could not. Mr. Chu had the strongest martial arts among the three, and he also had exquisite moves and rich experience. Even if the three of them were

Come on, if you want to defeat him, you will need hundreds of moves.

It seems that they are hard to please! Fan Wuyuan's heart was racing and he sighed secretly, Taihuatang's luck was so good that there were still people who stood up at this critical moment!

Lu Chengjiang is rough on the outside but delicate on the inside. He looks impulsive and reckless, but he is a shrewd character. Seeing Fan Wuyuan's shining silver spirit, he immediately understood Li Muchan's intention.

He laughed loudly: "How about Fan, do you want to compete again?"

He didn't wait for Fan Wuyuan to answer, then laughed and said: "If you want to humiliate yourself, just do it!...Yuxuan, just ask Fan for advice!"

Lu Yuxuan took a deep breath, her mind was racing, and soon the injury was suppressed by her exercise skills. Her eyes suddenly flickered, and her eyes were as real as the real thing. She stepped forward: "Hall Master Fan, please give me some advice!"

"My daughter can still do something?" Fan Wuyuan said with a smile.

Lu Yuxuan said proudly: "Hall Master Fan will know after a try!"

Fan Wuyuan waved his hand and said with a smile: "How can I bully a child and ruin my reputation?"

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Lu Chengjiang curled his lips and sneered: "Okay, Fan, don't be hypocritical. What kind of bullshit reputation do you have!"

Fan Wuyuan shook his head and laughed: "Lao Lu, you really can't spit out ivory, okay, okay, let me show you the unique skills of Baiyun Sect with my daughter."

He has no murderous intention towards Lu Yuxuan. Although the Fan family is big, it cannot offend the Baiyun Sect. It doesn't matter if he cleans up Taihuatang, the Baiyun Sect will not get involved, but killing Lu Yuxuan is completely different.

Lu Yuxuan slowly unsheathed his sword, and the blade glowed with a cold light. Fan Wuyuan frowned and slowly raised his hand. He felt the strong killing intent.

Lu Yuxuan shouted sweetly: "Hall Master Fan, my swordsmanship is not strong enough and I cannot control it freely. Don't be surprised if I hurt you. Look at the sword!"

Her body and the sword became one, and instantly a white rainbow shot through her.

Fan Wuyuan hurriedly waved his palm to meet the long sword, "Hey, there was a crisp sound, and the long sword was struck with his right palm, but it was like hitting a mountain, unable to shake the sword.

Seeing the sword stabbing his chest, he had no choice but to fall on his back. An iron bridge barely managed to avoid the sword's force, and the tip of the sword stabbed him close to his waist and abdomen, sending chills through his pores.

Not only was he surprised, but he also felt embarrassed. He was made so embarrassed by this little girl once they had a fight. If word spread, he would become a laughing stock.

While he was getting angry, the sword light turned around and struck again. He couldn't allow him to think too much and hurriedly turned to the side, avoiding the sword light in a panic.

Afterwards, the sword light was like maggots attached to the bones, clinging to him, chasing and beating him fiercely. The Baiyun Sect's swordsmanship was indeed superb, and he was beaten to a desperate state.

Although he had deep internal strength, it was not enough to challenge the sword's power. In the end, he had no choice but to use a move that hurt both sides, which barely evened the disadvantage.

Li Muchan coughed lightly, and Lu Chengjiang understood and said loudly: "Come back, girl!"

Lu Yuxuan's sword flashed suddenly, dazzling the mind, and then disappeared suddenly. He had returned to Lu Chengjiang, looking at Fan Wuyuan with a smile: "Hall Master Fan, I'm offended."

Fan Wuyuan's face darkened for a moment, then he slowly showed a smile, shook his head and sighed: "I really can't accept my old age, I am indeed a high-ranking disciple from a famous family!"

Lu Chengjiang chuckled and said: "Fan, you should be careful this time. If you want to take advantage of the situation, there is no way! Get out of here!"

Fan Wuyuan smiled and said: "Lao Lu, don't be complacent. If I am really determined to fight to the death, you will know who will win and who will lose!"

Lu Chengjiang curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Humph, just fight, what's the big deal, I frown and my surname is not Lu!"
Chapter completed!