Li Muchan's heart sank and he secretly sighed that he was unlucky that the monk really caught up with him.
Looking up, I saw that it was still about ten feet tall.
But the stone walls were smooth and covered with moss, so there was no way to use them.
He drew the sword out of its sheath, exerted a strong force, and with a "chi" sound, the sword entered the wall and disappeared into the hilt. Then he pulled the rope and stepped on the hilt.
At this time, the middle-aged monk jumped up and rushed over, only three feet away.
Being so close, the monk put away his diamond finger, rushed forward with his left palm, and shot straight at him.
Li Muchan stood on the hilt of the sword, calmly drew the arrow, put on the ice jade bow, and looked at the monk with narrowed eyes. His left palm shone with a yellow luster, like bronze.
Knowing that this palm technique is strange, he just hit his own arrow without any hindrance, and its power is extraordinary.
He fully drew the ice jade bow, and the internal energy of Taiyin was injected into it continuously. When he felt that the wild goose feather arrow had reached its limit, he let go, and a black light shot out.
The black light was like lightning, reaching the monk in an instant, making no sound or sound.
"Haha..." The middle-aged monk smiled disdainfully and raised his left palm to meet him.
Li Muchan pushed hard with his feet, and with a fierce kick, he shot up into the sky, as fast as an arrow, hugged Xiao Yuan in the air, jumped to the top of the mountain wall, and broke the rope with the momentum.
"Good boy!" The middle-aged monk shouted loudly, which was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, causing Li Muchan's blood to vibrate and his internal strength to stagnate.
The two men's upward movement stalled, and then they fell straight down, trying to fall back into the valley.
Li Muchan took a deep breath, and his mind suddenly fell into tranquility. The pores all over his body opened, and the Tianyuan Breathing and Inhalation Technique was activated. After falling a foot, a trace of pure internal energy entered his body and was carried directly to his feet.
After barely landing on the mountain wall, he suddenly turned around, swept out diagonally, and finally came out of the valley.
Madoka was held horizontally by him, motionless, her eyes widened, and she cheered.
However, Li Muchan was not happy at all. He was as calm as water. As soon as he landed on the ground, without stopping, he used Qinggong to gallop through the dense weeds and rushed towards the top of the mountain.
This is the ridge of Fairy Peak. Looking up, under the open and beautiful sky, the boulder on the top of Fairy Peak looks like a girl, standing in the wind.
Li Muchan flew along the ridge, lowered his head and asked: "Xiaoyuan, you remember correctly, there is a cliff over there, right?"
Xiao Yuan had already wrapped her arms around his neck and was lying in his arms like a kitten. She raised her head and said, "Yes, that cliff is so deep that it goes straight to the bottom of the mountain."
"That's good!" Li Muchan breathed a sigh of relief.
Xiao Yuan's eyes suddenly widened and she exclaimed: "Ah! He's coming up!"
Li Muchan turned his head and looked, his feet kept moving. His bones were stronger now, his strength was stronger, his Qing Gong had also improved by two points, and his speed was as fast as an arrow.
The middle-aged monk jumped out of the mountain wall, but stopped and looked at him with a smile.
Li Muchan turned to look at him, holding Xiao Yuan in his arms, but his feet were still moving, which looked very strange.
He was staring at the monk's hand. As soon as his hand moved, he would move it. He didn't know the scope of the power of the diamond finger, so he was careful not to make a big mistake.
The middle-aged monk didn't move and laughed loudly: "Little monk, run! Run! I want to see how well you can run!"
At this time, Li Muchan was already more than thirty feet away. He turned his head and a strong wind hit his face.
Li Muchan squinted his eyes and asked, "Xiaoyuan, do you have any clothes in your bag?"
Xiao Yuan lay in his arms and nodded gently: "Yes, there are several pieces of clothes, what should I do?"
"Take it out and make it into an umbrella. Let's jump off the cliff later." Li Muchan said.
"Ah?!" Xiao Yuan was startled and said hurriedly: "It's too high there. If you jump down, you will fall to death!"
"Is it higher than Crouching Tiger Mountain?" Li Muchan asked.
Madoka shook her head: "Crouching Tiger Mountain?"
Li Muchan realized that Xiao Yuan had never seen Crouching Tiger Mountain before, and said: "Don't worry, I jumped over Crouching Tiger Mountain and was safe and sound, let alone Fairy Peak!"
Xiaoyuan was dubious, nodded, and took off the baggage behind her. There were four pieces of her gown and a monk's robe, neatly folded.
"Do you want to do it all?" Madoka asked.
"Yeah, they're all made into umbrellas!" Li Muchan nodded and glanced behind again.
The middle-aged monk has already started. He is tall and tall, but his body is light, as erratic as the wind, and as quick as lightning. He is better than him, and the distance is slightly closer.
Li Muchan hugged Xiao Yuan and climbed up the mountain ridge, getting higher and higher, and finally reached the top of the mountain.
The stone looked like a girl from a distance, but when approached it turned out to be huge. It stood in the sky, abrupt and dangerous. He jumped on top of the girl's head, the strong wind blew, and the monk's robes fluttered.
Xiao Yuan was not idle in his arms. She tied her clothes into a few knots with her little hands, forming a round umbrella shape, ready for battle.
Seeing him standing on the boulder, the middle-aged monk stopped and laughed: "Young monk, are you going to do this again? Jump off a mountain to escape?"
Li Muchan put down Xiao Yuan and suddenly sat down.
This place was flat and wide. He sat cross-legged with his ice jade bow beside him, made a mudra with his hands, and said with a calm smile: "The monk's Vajra Finger is amazing, I admire him!"
"Haha, you can't run away this time!" The middle-aged monk laughed, confident, but his eyes were cold to the bone and filled with murderous intent.
Anyone who knows that he is using the Vajra Finger will be killed without mercy. He is hiding in the green forest of Hexi. If the Landa Temple finds out, he will definitely come to hunt him down.
Li Muchan smiled silently and shook his head. He was as majestic and holy as a Buddha.
Seeing Li Muchan like this, the middle-aged monk was startled, touched his bald head, and said with a smile: "Why, are you going to show your silence... and accept death?"
"That's not a bad idea, as long as you can let my companion go." Li Muchan said with a smile.
"Haha... Okay, if you don't kill her, let's be the match wife for the third child!" The middle-aged monk looked up to the sky and laughed, looking extremely proud.
"Hmph, I don't want to be Mrs. Yazhai!" Xiao Yuan snorted, her eyes widened and she acted viciously.
The middle-aged monk looked at her, laughed again, and shouted in a long voice: "Lao San, I got you a Mrs. Yazhai, she is a little beauty!"
"Thank you, boss! Haha..." A deep shout sounded in the distance, still in the valley.
The voices of the two floated in the Fairy Peak, condensing and lingering with echoes.
Li Muchan smiled and closed his eyes, made another mudra with his hands, and remained motionless.
"Hey, little monk, what are you doing?!" The middle-aged monk frowned and realized something was wrong.
As soon as he took a step forward, Li Muchan suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze shot out like lightning, piercing him like a real electric light.
The middle-aged monk subconsciously took a step back, feeling vaguely in danger.
Li Muchan picked up the ice jade bow, pulled out two wild goose feather arrows, bit one with his mouth, held the other between his little finger and ring finger, put it on the bow, and pointed at him from a distance.
His movements were slow, the veins on his neck were prickly, his face was getting redder and redder, his muscles were twisted, and he looked hideous and scary.
Introducing the essence of the sun into the body and directly promoting luck does not work.
The essence of the sun entered his body, as heavy as a mountain, and it was very strenuous to push him forward. Just for a moment, he felt exhausted and might faint at any time.
The essence of the sun slowly advanced along the solar meridian. Wherever it passed, the meridians were severely painful, like a knife cutting teeth.
Xiao Yuan stood behind him and noticed something strange. She looked at him anxiously, knowing that he was practicing his kung fu, so she didn't dare to say more for fear of disturbing him.
"Haha, your archery skills are quite impressive..." The middle-aged monk grinned and stared at him with a frown.
Li Muchan drew the ice jade bow to its full length and paused. The wild goose feather arrow seemed to flash for a moment, becoming even more lustrous, and shot out suddenly, turning into a bright black light.
This black light was extremely fast. The middle-aged monk was very close and he clapped his left palm indifferently.
Li Muchan quickly raised his bow, and the arrow he held in his mouth turned into a bright black light and shot out. It caught up with the black light in front and shot side by side.
The middle-aged monk stretched out his right palm and slapped it.
"Uh..." The middle-aged monk groaned and took a step back. Shocked and angry, two black lights penetrated his palms and shot into his shoulders.
"Pa!" The ice jade bow turned into pieces and fell down with a rustle. It was blown away by the wind and only two corners of the bow fell to the ground.
"Let's go!" Li Muchan pulled Xiao Yuan, kicked his legs and jumped out of the boulder. The two of them stopped in the void five feet away, and then fell violently, towards the bottom of the cliff.
"Ah——!" A roar came from the cliff, high and exciting, resounding throughout the world.
Li Muchan held Xiao Yuanman's waist with one hand, and swung his sword to spread the sword light above his head, layer by layer, as long as a mountain, it was the Eight Swords of Zhenyue.
"Pa!" There was a crisp sound, the sword light suddenly dimmed, and the two men's descent speed increased sharply.
He swung his sword again, laying out a continuous sword light on his head, layer after layer, the Taiyin Scripture and the Shaoyang Scripture were running at the same time, with one layer of sword light reaching Yin and one layer of sword light Shaoyang, overlapping and densely distributed.
I originally wanted to use the Taiyang Meridian and the Taiyin Meridian, but the Taiyang Meridian was damaged and the internal energy was stagnant, so I had to use Shaoyang Meridian instead.
One yin and one yang, densely packed layer by layer, can weaken the power of the Vajra Finger to the greatest extent.
"Pa!" There was another crisp sound, the sword light dimmed again, and the two of them slowed down and then increased their speed.
Xiao Yuan exclaimed: "Zhan Ran, what should I do?"
Her hair was flying, her clothes were elegant, and as soon as her voice came out, she was carried away by the wind. Her bright eyes were wide open, staring at Li Muchan.
Li Muchan lowered his head, with blood on the corner of his mouth, and smiled: "It doesn't matter, don't panic!"
As he said that, he swung his sword and released a continuous sword light. Fortunately, the monk was injured and his finger strength was greatly affected. Otherwise, the sword would not be able to block it.
In a few breaths, the two of them descended more than twenty feet. He looked up and saw that the middle-aged monk had become much smaller. He probably couldn't reach it anymore.
"Little monk, I will definitely kill you——!" The middle-aged monk's angry shout came straight against the wind.
Li Muchan breathed a long sigh of relief, loosened his grip, and almost let go of the sword. He quickly returned it to its sheath, took a piece of clothing from Xiao Yuan's hand, poured his inner strength into it, and shouted: "Xiao Yuan, hold me tight!"
At this time, the trees below were clearly visible, stretching and lush.
Madoka hurriedly wrapped her arms around his neck, clamped her legs around his waist, and closed her eyes. The objects flying past her eyes made her heart palpitate.
The two of them were chest to chest, and Li Muchan felt two soft balls coming over him. His heart couldn't help but he suppressed his thoughts and focused on the gown.
"Bang!" The clothes were stretched open, the two of them slowed down, and the two soft masses on their chests were rubbed.
Madoka Xiu's face turned red, her whole body felt as weak as if she had no bones, and she used all her strength not to let go.
Fortunately, this shirt looks thin, but it is very strong, so there is no need for the three spare pieces.
While descending, Li Muchan said: "Xiao Yuan, take one piece of clothing and give me two pieces...don't panic after you leave me!"
"Zhan Ran, what are you going to do?" Xiao Yuan quickly opened her eyes and asked, stretched herself out, and stared into his eyes.
Their faces were very close and their breathing could be heard.
"Ready!" Li Muchan said with a smile. Only when he got closer did he realize that Xiao Yuan's skin was extremely good, white and rosy, and could be broken by a blow.
Only thirty feet away, he suddenly let go, and his clothes suddenly went up and were picked up by the wind. The two of them fell quickly. Madoka let out a frightened cry and hugged him tightly.
"Let go!" Li Muchan shouted. Xiao Yuan subconsciously let go and immediately flew up.
He hurriedly opened his eyes and saw Li Muchan falling faster, while she flew upwards.