The whisk threads were stretched straight, as hard as steel wire, as sharp as fine needles, densely packed, and passed through Li Muchen's body in an instant.
It stretched out again, and all of it plunged into the thick wooden door panel of the main hall.
It seemed that Li Muchen was completely dead.
"Li Tiance, Li Tiance, you never thought that the last bit of your Li family would die in my hands! The Li family would be wiped out in my hands! Hahahaha..."
Yuan Dingyi's face was full of ferocity, and his eyes were full of resentment, as if he was letting out all the resentment he had accumulated for decades, and he laughed wildly.
At this time, a burst of cheers erupted from the outside.
The disciples of Wanning Palace have not seen their master take action for a long time, and they have never seen such a powerful spell.
After Yuan Ding smiled, he suddenly felt something was wrong and looked at Ma Shan and Lang Yuwen who had followed Li Muchen.
"Um?"
Yuan Dingyi found that these two people were not surprised or scared at all, as if they had expected him to kill Li Muchen.
"Aren't you scared?"
Mashan laughed loudly: "What are you afraid of? Afraid of those few threads of yours? I haven't hung anything with long hair, so what's there to be afraid of? Haha, you are such a bull-nosed person, are you running out of stuff in your crotch, so you just got a dust handle?"
Playing in your hands every day? Hahaha..."
Yuan Ding was furious, he turned the whisk handle in his hand, the white silk leisurely retracted, aimed at Mashan, and shot out again.
But this time, the silk thread of the fly whisk suddenly softened halfway, and no longer had the same aura of vajra as when it shot Li Muchen. It fell softly to the ground.
Ma Shan pointed at the whisk in his hand and laughed: "Look, it's soft. You are really not good at it!"
Yuan Dingyi was shocked and angry. He put away the dust thread and took a closer look at the whisk.
He just used magic power to stimulate the dust threads, but it was suddenly interrupted in the middle. The magic power could not be injected. He thought there was something wrong with the dust handle, but after a closer look, he could not find the problem.
Ma Shan's words unintentionally hit a sore spot in him. Back then, he suffered from misbehavior while practicing martial arts. It was only because of this problem that he became a monk in Maoshan and became a disciple of Kui Xianfeng, the master of Maoshan at that time.
He heard that there was a secret technique in Maoshan called knocking bamboos to call turtles, and he thought it could cure his stubborn illness. However, his master refused to teach him, saying that his illness would help his spiritual practice, so the illness still persists to this day.
Yuan Ding was shocked and angry, thinking that Ma Shan was the real master, so he focused all his attention on Ma Shan.
Seeing him like that, Ma Shan knew that his nonsense was probably correct, and he felt even more funny. He covered his stomach with laughter and couldn't straighten his waist.
Yuan Dingyi couldn't see any fluctuations in his energy from Ma Shan, and felt even more confused.
At this time, he vaguely felt something was wrong.
Only then did he realize that Li Muchen, who was supposed to be riddled with holes after being penetrated by dust threads, had not fallen down yet, nor was he bleeding. Instead, he was standing there with a look of ridicule on his face, matching what Ma Shan had just said.
and laughter, the two of them seemed to be performing a double act.
Yuan Dingyi was even more angry. Thinking of being laughed at by Li Yunhua and Gong Lingyan's sons for his incompetence, it was as if Gong Lingyan knew about his problem, and it was as if Li Yunhua and Gong Lingyan were laughing at him together. This was simply heaven.
Big shame.
The secret that had been hidden in his heart for decades was unexpectedly revealed by Ma Shan, and Yuan Dingyi was about to explode.
He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and squirted blood on the fly whisk.
A little bit of blood fell on the whisk silk, and immediately, the silk silk began to swim again like a dead snake coming to life.
The red and white dust threads flew again, covering the entire hall, like a net, densely covering everyone, including the Taoist priests of Wanning Palace.
"Master! Let us out quickly!"
The Taoist priests shouted, a little scared.
Yuan Dingyi ignored them, but took out a few talismans. With a shake of his hand, the talisman paper suddenly ignited and turned into flowing flames, flew out and landed on the flying dust threads.
The dust threads ignited and quickly spread to the entire dust net, turning into a fire net.
Everyone in the net was surrounded by raging fire, as if they had fallen into a hell of fire.
"Master! Let us out quickly!"
"Master! Save me quickly!"
"Master..."
The Taoist priests felt the danger and shouted one after another.
"Hahahaha..." Yuan Dingyi laughed ferociously, "How dare you laugh at me! Anyone who knows my secret will die! Even the old man Kui Xianfeng is dead, let alone you!"
The Taoist priests looked at each other, unable to believe that what he said was true.
"Master, what are you talking about? We don't know your secret!"
"Yes, Master, we don't know anything!"
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Ma Shan finally understood what he was saying, and he revealed the shortcomings of this veteran by making random nonsense. This guy was so afraid of exposing his shortcomings that he even wanted to kill his own disciples. How short of a fault was this?
The fire was burning more and more fiercely, and Mashan decided to add fuel to the fire.
He believed that Li Muchen could break this situation. If Li Muchen couldn't break it, he would die. Since he was bound to die, he would have to live his life to the fullest.
"Hey, who is that guy he's talking about?"
Some of the Taoist priests, who didn't know whether they were stupid or foolish, responded angrily: "The master's name was also given by you!"
Mashan laughed loudly: "You idiots, haven't you understood? Everyone who knew your master's secret was killed by him, even your master was killed by him! Now, you also know this secret,
So he will kill you too! Hahaha..."
The Taoist priests still couldn't believe it.
"You're talking nonsense! We don't know anything!"
"Don't you know? Then let me tell you, that thing in your master's crotch is thinner than your little finger and shorter than your thumb. It's just a... soybean! Hahahaha... Master Soybean, I can tell you.
Right? Hahahaha..."
Ma Shan's words made Lang Yuwen laugh.
In all directions, there were wire nets burning with blazing flames, and the entire hall was like hell.
The two of them were actually still laughing there.
Fortunately, Ma Shan was not afraid of death since he was a child, and now he has practiced martial arts. But Lang Yuwen, a weak scholar, was not afraid of life and death. He could still laugh at this time. He had such a fearless spirit that Li Muchen couldn't help but treat him more highly.
Take a look.
The two people were laughing there, and Li Muchen also smiled.
The disciples in Wanning Palace could not laugh anymore.
They knew that even if what Mashan said was not the truth, it was still close to the truth. They wanted to pretend to be stupid at first, but now that Mashan said it, he couldn't even pretend to be stupid.
The key is that I learned two secrets at once, not only the shortcomings of the master, but also the death of the ancestor. If this matter spreads to Wanfu Palace, Maoshan will be in trouble.
Therefore, several smart disciples already knew very well that Yuan Dingyi would never let them live.
There are also a few stupid people, or those who have a good relationship with Yuan Dingyi, who think they are his cronies, and they are still shouting:
"Master, we won't say anything! If we kill these people, no one will know!"
But when they said this, Yuan Dingyi's expression became even more ferocious.
"You all must die!"
After that, he took out a few more talismans, sprayed a mouthful of blood on them, ignited them, and threw them into the air.
"The universe is endless! The dragnet of heaven and earth! Close it!"