A few days later, Yue Buqun and his wife led their disciples back to Huashan, while Li Mu stayed behind to take charge of Hengyang City, which was still in chaos.

In the early morning of this day, Li Mu finished practicing Zixia Gong at the top of Hengshan Mountain. He had just come down from the mountain and was about to return to Hengyang City.

I saw a few well-dressed men in front of me, carrying weapons on their backs and holding a portrait in their hands, stopping passersby everywhere to ask for comparison.

Li Mu was stunned. Judging from the behavior and dress of these people, they should be from the Demon Cult. It couldn't be that Ren Yingying didn't invite him last time, so she should find him again this time!

At this time, a man with a rough face said: "Stop, I have something to ask you?"

Li Mu paused in his steps and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "What's the matter?"

The man reached out and took out a roll of paper from his arms, shook it out and asked, "Have you ever seen this person while walking in the mountains?"

Li Mu glanced at it and saw that it was not him.

The man in the painting is an elegant old man with a slender figure and a scimitar at his waist. He looks like a martial arts master.

He shook his head slightly at the man, turned around and left.

Seeing his contemptuous attitude, the man was slightly angry. Holding the hilt of the knife in his hand, he took a step forward and said, "Sir, I want to ask you a question. Can you answer it well?"

There was a hint of coldness on Li Mu's face, and with a movement of his body, he was in front of the man in an instant. Without taking out his sword, he slapped the man twice on the face with the scabbard.

The man's head was buzzing, his face was in pain, he had lost a lot of teeth, and his mouth was full of blood. He even backed away and bumped into the man walking behind him before he could barely keep his balance.

Just as this man was about to explode, another man hurriedly stopped him. Seeing Li Mu's terrifying skills, killing them was like killing a chicken. How dare he.

He cupped his hands towards Li Mu and said, "This hero has offended many people. Please ignore the faults of villains."

Li Mu glanced at them and left directly.

…

However, I don't know what happened to the Demon Sect today. Before I could get very far, I encountered several men in a hurry.

The person in front of him was an old man in his fifties. He raised his hands to Li Mu and said, "Brother, please, have you ever seen this man?" He took out a portrait from his arms. Although the man's words seemed hurried.

, the tone was very gentle, without any arrogance.

Li Mu took a look and saw that it was the same as the portrait he had just seen. He felt a little curious and shook his head.

Seeing this, the old man continued to lead a few people forward in a hurry.

…

Next, Li Mu met several groups of people, all of whom were actually looking for the old man in the portrait, which made him more and more curious. Suddenly, another group of people came towards him, and a man opened his mouth and asked: "This friend, you

Can……"

Li Mu didn't wait for him to finish his words, then continued: "But you want to find an old man who is tall and slender with a scimitar at his waist?"

The man said happily: "Ah, yes...have you seen it?"

Li Mu shook his head and said: "No..."

When the man heard this, he became angry and shouted: "I've never seen it before and you're here to entertain me..." Suddenly his eyes narrowed and he asked: "That's wrong? You've never seen it, how can you know..."

Li Mu smiled and said, "I've never seen anyone before, but I've seen a lot of portraits today."

The other leading man glanced at Li Mu, frowned and shouted: "Sixth, don't make trouble, chasing people is more important."

The man snorted coldly, threw up his sleeves and left.

Gradually turning around a hill, Li Mu was no longer following the mountain road. He used Qinggong and flew past the hills and ridges. He never encountered anyone from the Demon Sect again.

After half a cup of tea, he was not far from Hengshan City. Li Mu pressed down the speed and inadvertently found a faint figure sitting by a stream nearby. He didn't pay much attention to it. He only glanced at it casually when he got close.

The man was an old man in white clothes, with a slim appearance, a sparse chin and a long gray beard hanging on his chest. He was holding a jar of strong wine in his hand and was drinking heavily. There were two other jars that were unopened.

It's placed next to it.

Li Mu's heart moved, and he remembered the portraits he had just seen. Although the paintings were not very clear, the appearance of this person was almost familiar. It was impossible to see whether he had a scimitar hanging on his waist, but although this person was sitting, there was an air of aura about him.

A heroic spirit.

The man's eyesight was very sharp. When he saw Li Mu looking at him, he immediately noticed it and looked back.

When the two people's eyes touched, they both moved. The man saw that Li Mu had a good temperament and a restrained light. He was not moved at all under his sharp and unpredictable gaze, which made him unable to see through it for a while.

Li Mu saw a flash of light in his eyes, and his gaze was like lightning. He obviously had extremely profound internal skills.

The man opened his mouth first and shouted loudly: "Little brother, look at your expression, do you know Xiang?"

Li Mu said: "Are you Xiang Wentian, the Zuo envoy of the Demon Sect?"

Xiang Wentian raised his eyebrows and asked, "Hey, do you really recognize me? I don't think you are a member of the divine sect. Have we met before?"

Li Mu laughed and said: "Although I have never seen you, you have been famous for a long time. Just now, there were many people holding portraits to inquire about your whereabouts along the way. It seems that they are all members of the Demon Cult. Your surname is Xiang. Is it possible?

Not Xiang Wentian?"

Xiang Wentian laughed loudly and said: "Okay, little brother, you are very straightforward. If you don't change your name in a certain position or change your surname in your sitting position, you are exactly the same as me."

Li Mu thought thoughtfully and said, "If Xiangzuo is not at Heimuya, why are you here at Hengshan?"

Xiang Wentian's expression changed and he shouted: "Xiang can go wherever he wants, do you still want to control me?" When he said this, he changed his voice and looked at Li Mu playfully: "Look at your attire, how do you look like that?"

He is a disciple of the Wuyue Sword Sect. The Wuyue Sword Sect and our divine sect have always been at odds with each other. No wonder you ask this question? But do you know Xiang’s temper?"

Li Mu laughed loudly and said: "I heard that the Demon Sect's left envoy Xiang Wentian is unruly. It seems that he is not lying."

Xiang Wen chuckled and said, "Since you know my temper, you still dare to ask me?"

Li Murong said calmly: "Why don't you dare to ask! Is Lin still a little bit curious about why Xiang Zuo is here? If you want to say something, just say it. If you don't want to say it, don't force Lin to leave."

"I just heard that Xiang Zuozhi is a heroic man. Why should he be so mother-in-law? On the contrary, he is looked down upon by others."

Hearing this, Xiang Wentian's expression changed, and he suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Okay! Boy, you have the guts. I think I am arrogant enough, but I didn't expect that you are not inferior to me, which makes me respect you a little bit."

Amazing."

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As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Wentian's body, which was sitting upright, suddenly moved, floated up from the ground, spun around in mid-air, and flew towards Li Mu with a palm strike. He was extremely tall and came with the momentum.

He seemed extremely fierce and domineering.

Li Mu was not moved at all. He moved his front and back legs, and turned his hands in circles. He pushed out the palm of his right hand flatly, and rushed forward. The two palms met, and there was only a bang, and the energy was everywhere.

All the branches and trees were broken.

Li Mu's face flashed with purple energy, his body swayed a few times, and he took three steps back before releasing the force. With a little luck, he returned to normal.

On the other hand, Xiang Wentian originally struck with a palm from the air, but was counterattacked by the force of the palm. He flipped several somersaults in the air, fell to the ground, and took another seven or eight steps back before he finished releasing the force.

For a moment, his face turned red and white, not only because of the boiling energy and blood in his body, which could not be suppressed for a while, but also because of the embarrassment in his heart. He was so powerful before, who would have thought that his skills were inferior to others. With his tempered temperament, he also

I can’t help but feel a little shocked.”

When Li Mu saw it, his expression remained as usual, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "I accept the concession."

Seeing that there was no trace of sarcasm on his face, Xiang Wentian felt a little better, but he was still dissatisfied.

However, he put away the arrogant look on his face and cupped his hands and said: "My little brother is good at kung fu. Xiang has been in the world for many years. This is the first time I saw a young hero at such an age who has such handsome kung fu. I just underestimated my brother."

,How about you give me a few more moves?"

Li Mu knew that he was dissatisfied, and he also wanted to see how Xiang Zuo used his martial arts. He took a look at his own ability to fight the enemy with bare hands, and nodded to Xiang Wentian.

Seeing his movements, Xiang Wentian said, "I'm sorry." Before he finished speaking, he bowed his body and suddenly jumped up. As fast as lightning, he struck out with a palm in the air.

Seeing the fierceness of his approach, Li Mu spun around, as if the breeze was blowing, and moved sideways for a few feet to avoid the oncoming force. At the same time, he took advantage of the gap, turned his hands into fists, and held the strong wind with his palms. He rushed straight forward with both hands.

He flipped his palms and attacked at the same time.

When Xiang Wentian saw Li Mu move, he dodged his own attack and took the opportunity to attack again. He was no ordinary person. He kicked his feet on the ground and suddenly jumped back to avoid the incoming attack. At the same time, he turned his palms

Fei flew towards Li Mu. The two rolled and fought together, and the energy in the field was overflowing, like rain, mercury leaking to the ground, and surging forward.

Both of them are rare masters in the world. Regardless of their fist and finger skills or their vision, they are outstanding and have extremely high attainments. At this moment, when the moves are executed, it seems like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the body moves at will, with endless artistic conception.

After a few moves, Li Mu's attack changed. He raised his palms, his left hand pointed like a halberd, and his right hand raised up like a knife. Xiang Wentian suddenly turned his palms into fingers, and his ten fingers were like iron hooks. The two of them were as fast as lightning.

, as fast as chasing the wind, the previous move is not taken away, and the next move is continued, and the moves are continuous and endless.

Suddenly, Li Mu's body dwarfed, and he twisted and attacked like a top. His figure was clear and elegant, and he waved his hands out like a whirlwind. He opened his bow from left to right, which was a method of moving the nine-shadow spiral.

Xiang Wentian was already at a disadvantage, but now he was caught off guard by his sudden attack. He knew that there was nothing he could do. If he persisted, he might lose face.

He suddenly gathered all his strength, took Li Mu's attack, suddenly spun around, turned over, and flipped several feet away.

When Li Mu saw him, he suddenly stopped and did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him. He dusted his sleeves with a relaxed attitude.

After all, Xiang Wentian had been tempered for a long time, and he recovered in an instant. He raised his hand to Li Mu and said with a smile: "You are indeed a young hero. Xiang Mou has never been easily convinced. Among the young generation in the world, you are the first."

Li Mu smiled and said: "Xiang Zuo is being polite!"

As he spoke, his tone changed: "It seems that the heroes from all walks of life in Hengshan City have not dispersed yet. As the left envoy of the Demon Sect, you dare to come here. You are very brave, but you have to be careful about being killed by others?"

Xiang Wentian laughed loudly and said: "Thank you little brother for reminding me, it's not that Xiang is arrogant. If you want to kill Xiang's demon and eliminate Xiang's demon, don't look at how powerful those righteous people who usually pretend to be ordinary brag about.

If you really ask them to attack Xiang X, not many people would dare?"

Li Mu said meaningfully: "Oh! Really? It turns out that Xiang Zuoji thinks so, but Lin seems to be a disciple of Zhengdao. Could it be that Xiang Zuoji is so confident that I won't take action against you? This long sword in Lin's hand can be
To be continued...