The Taoist priests quickly set up a seven-star swimming dragon formation. The seven people in the middle formed a bucket to surround Mashan, and there were two people on the outside walking around on both sides of the Beidou, like a dragon's head and a dragon's tail.
Once the formation was completed, the seven people cooperated with each other and changed their positions. They also had magic weapons in their hands. The peach wood sword stirred the wind and rain, and the Bagua mirror made lightning and thunder. For a moment, the formation was filled with wind and thunder.
Although Ma Shan knows Yubu and has a ghostly figure, he does not understand formations and does not know spells. It is obviously very difficult to break the formations.
But Li Muchen didn't help. He wanted to use this opportunity to bring out Ma Shan's potential.
Ma Shan came into contact with martial arts too late and did not have the foundation of boy's skills. Even if Li Muchen taught him the ancient martial arts and took a lot of pills, it would be difficult for him to break through to a higher level. He could only be thrown into an extremely difficult situation.
Only in this way can his potential be stimulated. As for whether he can achieve a breakthrough, it depends on him.
I saw Ma Shan, leaning on Yu Bu, rushing left and right in the formation, one against nine, obviously weak. The strong wind tore his clothes, and the talisman fire and lightning hit him. He relied on his physical body to resist, but after all, he was practicing martial arts.
The time was still short, and he was unable to obtain the true essence of ancient martial arts, let alone develop the indestructible and powerful physical body of ancient martial arts. Soon, his skin and flesh were torn and bruised all over his body.
Mashan gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He knew that Li Muchen was right next to him and that as long as he said "Brother, come help me", he would be out of trouble immediately, but he remained silent and kept fighting.
The formations of the Taoist priests are very clever, but for some reason, they just can't take down Ma Shan. Firstly, Mashan's movement skills are too weird, and secondly, Mashan's willpower is extremely strong, and his body is obviously riddled with holes. It would be too early for someone else to defeat him.
He fell down, but he was still fighting there.
Even Lang Yuwen, who didn't understand martial arts, was frightened when he saw it, and even felt a little distressed. He said to Li Muchen: "Master Li, is it almost done? Mashan is already very difficult!"
Li Muchen shook his head and said: "I believe Brother Mashan can do it. This test will have to be passed sooner or later. Today is such a good opportunity. I am here to at least ensure his safety."
Lang Yuwen knew Li Muchen's intention and stopped talking.
The wind was light and the clouds were calm on Maoshan Mountain, and a fierce battle was going on in front of Wanfu Palace. Until the shadow of the sun moved westward, Mashan still persisted in fighting.
I saw that his clothes were torn, his body was incomplete, his face was covered in blood, and his eyes were wide open, like the god of war from hell.
Unfortunately, the steps under his feet were a little messy, and the wind in his hands was no longer sharp. It seemed that he would definitely lose. If he continued to fight, he would be killed on the spot. But he still refused to give in even half a step, nor did he ask for help.
The leader, Taoist Feng, suddenly shouted: "Stop! Disband!"
The Taoist priests cheered and dispersed.
Ma Shan was still there, stepping forward and chopping his palms, like a fierce god, but the formation had dispersed and his palms were all empty. When he realized what he was doing, he swayed a few times before standing still.
Taoist Feng frowned and said, "Who are you? You are not afraid of death, yet you come to Maoshan to provoke you. Could it be that I, Maoshan, have a deep grudge against you?"
At this time, Ma Shan could not speak at all. He was hanging on with only one breath. When he opened his mouth, the breath was released. His body swayed and he was about to fall down on his back.
Suddenly an invisible force supported him behind him.
Li Muchen came over, patted him several times, and stuffed a pill into his mouth.
Mashan immediately regained his energy.
Li Muchen looked at Taoist Feng and asked, "Are you the abbot of Wanfu Palace?"
This Taoist priest Feng has a kind heart. He was merciful when they lined up for battle just now. If they really killed him, Ma Shan would not be able to hold on now.
Li Muchen said: "If you gain one foot from me, I will return three feet to you. If you give me three points, I will respect you seven points." He had a good impression of Taoist Feng, and his tone was a bit polite.
"My Excellency, Feng Youde, the abbot of Wanfu Palace is my senior brother Gu Shoumo, but he is in retreat recently, so I will take over the palace affairs for the time being."
Li Muchen opened the trunk, pulled out Liu Mengyu, and asked, "Daozhang Feng, is this person from your Wanfu Palace?"
When Feng Youde saw Liu Mengyu's appearance, his expression changed and he said solemnly: "Yes, he is my junior brother. Why did you tie him up?"
Li Muchen said: "He went to Hecheng and used the Soul Retrieval Technique to secretly take the life of my friend. If I hadn't rushed back in time, it would have been a human life. Since you admit that he is your junior brother, then you have to give me an explanation.
If the explanation is not clear, or if I am not satisfied, then I will lift the roof of your Wanfu Palace and let your grandmaster bask in the sun, but I don’t know if he has the face to face such a bright world!"
The Taoist priests next to him were furious and raised their magic weapons to teach Li Muchen a lesson.
Feng Youde was startled, raised his hand to stop the disciples, and said to Li Muchen: "Impossible! I, Maoshan, am an orthodox Taoist sect, how could I use the soul-seeking technique to murder people's lives?"
Then he looked at Liu Mengyu, "Junior brother Liu, what's going on?"
"Senior...senior brother..." Liu Mengyu hesitated.
Feng Youde said: "Junior Brother Liu, since the founder of our sect, Maoshan, we have always conducted the world with righteousness, and we should be open and aboveboard. If it is really you who did it, you must bravely admit it. If you are wronged, speak out boldly, and I, Wanfu Palace, will give you justice."
Please support me and never let Xiao Xiao ruin the reputation of my family!"
Liu Mengyu lowered his head, hesitated for a while, then suddenly raised his head and said: "Brother, don't listen to their nonsense! I didn't use any soul-seeking technique, it's all because they wronged me! It's their fault that I'm not as good as others, and they caught me,
If it damages the reputation of my Maoshan Mountain, please punish me, senior brother!"
As soon as he said these words, even Li Muchen was stunned.
"You are so shameless!" Li Muchen shook his head.
Liu Mengyu was obviously very afraid of Li Muchen. He moved his steps, but because he was tied with a rope, he staggered a little and shouted: "Brother, save me quickly!"
Feng Youde quickly stepped forward, grabbed the rope on Liu Mengyu's body, and squeezed it gently. The thick hemp rope broke inch by inch and fell to the ground.
It's just that Liu Mengyu still has the forbidden curse placed on her body by Li Muchen, and she still has difficulty moving.
Feng Youde tried his best to break the forbidden curse, but he said angrily: "What did you do to Junior Brother Liu?"
Li Muchen sneered: "I just sealed his spirit essence."
"Sealing the spirit essence?" Feng Youde was a little surprised, "That's nonsense! The spirit essence is the foundation of cultivation. To seal the spirit essence is a divine method! Who are you?"
"Brother, don't listen to his nonsense! He is Li Muchen, Nanjiang's new martial arts master, and he is a despicable and shameless villain!" Liu Mengyu said anxiously.
Li Muchen couldn't help but find it funny: "Liu Mengyu, this is the first time I have seen such a shameless Taoist priest like you. You Maoshan is really a great disciple!"
"It turns out to be Grandmaster Li." Feng Youde said coldly, "Grandmaster Li came all the way from Nanjiang to Maoshan, didn't he just want to humiliate us? We in Maoshan are not allowed to be humiliated casually."
Liu Mengyu said: "Brother, don't talk nonsense to him, quickly set up a formation and kill him!"
Feng Youde frowned and said: "Junior brother, cultivators should not act rashly and kill. What happened between you and him? You won't really take someone's soul, will you?"
Liu Mengyu panicked: "Brother, I didn't! They all wronged me! This Li Muchen is not a good person! After he became a grandmaster at the martial arts conference, in order to stabilize his position as the number one grandmaster in Nanjiang, he rushed to Yongcheng and destroyed the Liu family.
He killed everyone in the family! And it was said that he used magic kung fu. Such a person would not regret his death! How could you believe his words? I went to Hecheng just to investigate this matter, but I didn't expect that he was caught because I was not as skilled as others.
Come on. Senior brother, I, Maoshan, am a well-known and upright person who upholds justice for heaven. I must not let go of such a person!"