Hang up from apprentice Li Mochou

Chapter 19 Chasing the Wind and Blowing the Willow Sword
When Yun Zhenshan saw Murong Jiu make a move, he frowned fiercely, thinking something was wrong in his heart, his figure moved like a goshawk soaring into the air, and he made a move almost at the same time.

His hands were like claws, with sharp fingertips, flying across the sky like an eagle hunting for prey.

What he practiced was the Eagle Claw Kungfu. Although this claw technique was widely spread in the Jianghu, only a few people had the secret technique and could cultivate it to a high level.

The secret Eagle Claw Kung Fu of the Yun family in Datong Prefecture focuses on chasing the wind and chasing the electricity. Its core lies in the body method, which is combined with the nineteen-style claw method, which is infinitely varied.

Yun Zhenshan put his hands together like hooks, and grabbed Li Mochou's head with a sharp piercing sound!If this claw is grasped, the skull will be pierced.

"Nianchou, Lingbo, I will stop these two people first. You go and kill everyone else in this house. No one can be left alive."

Li Mochou waved her fly whisk, laughed, and bent her body back like a willow catkin. She jerked away and stepped back a foot. She avoided Murong Jiu's sharp edge and crashed towards Yunzhen Mountain.

"You dare to fight against two with one, you really are looking for death!"

Murong Jiu's face was sullen, his toes touched the ground, his palace skirt fluttered, and when he used his internal strength, the tip of his sword exploded in an instant, piercing out like flying snow.

Yun Zhenshan saw Li Mochou charging towards him first, his long black hair and robes flying high in the strong wind, while his eagle claws became even more fierce.

Li Mochou's fly whisk swayed like a waterfall, and it made a rumbling sound, directly touching his face!

"Good come!"

Yun Zhenshan yelled, and the eagle claws collided with the whisk!
"boom!"

The whisk looked soft, but at the moment of collision, it seemed like hundreds of steel needles rushed toward his face, Yun Zhenshan's claws stabbed painfully, the internal force of his whole body was almost shaken away, and the bone marrow was stabbed like needles!
He didn't dare to bear it hard, and following the enemy's strength, he flew upside down and retreated three feet away. Even so, his face became extremely flushed.

At this time, Murong Jiuyi's sword was already close to the back of Li Mochou's neck, and he could even feel the cold edge of the sword.

"Ah……"

Li Mochou suddenly fell to the right, like a beautiful snake, soft and boneless, just dodging the fatal sword.

However, Murong Jiu struck with anger at this time, the long sword turned into nine sword shadows, and the sword light fell from the sky like a wind and snow, covering the enemy's body.

Although Li Mochou escaped the fatal blow, there were still eight sword lights following her.

She didn't rush, and waved the whisk in her hand, the silver thread swept out like a waterfall, locked on the body of the long sword with incomparable precision, and slashed across.

"puff!"

The long sword in Murong Jiu's hand was passed down by his ancestors, it is a sword that cuts gold and iron, it actually caused Li Mochou's fly whisk made of ice silk to break several silver threads.

"Bitch, court death!"

Li Mochou's complexion finally became ugly, she raised her eyebrows, shook her hand, and the silver thread of the dust whisk rolled up, shaking violently like a stream of water, and it was another grandpa fishing, blasting towards Murong Jiu, trying to seize his weapon .

"Humph!"

Murong Jiu flicked his long hair, moved his waist slightly, held the sword in both hands, and slashed out thirteen swords in a row, only then did he break through the infinitely changing strength of the enemy's whisk.

"boom!"

The dust whisk and the sword collided one after another, the terrifying power overflowed, and the billowing air burst out, making it impossible for the wind and snow in a radius of one foot to fall to the ground.

With her own strength, Li Mochou fought against Yun Zhenshan and Murong Jiu successively, without losing the slightest advantage, and even relying on the ancient tomb lightness kung fu, she was able to advance and retreat freely.

Murong Jiu drew back and stepped back, and exchanged a glance with Yun Zhenshan, his expression became solemn.

This Chilian fairy is indeed worthy of being a famous female devil in the Jianghu, not to mention the invisible ice soul silver needle.

Although Li Mochou was much younger than them, but her kung fu on the whisk and the lightness of her body were already exquisite.

As for the internal strength, it is even more pure and powerful, not inferior to the two decades of hard work.

Seeing Li Mochou's prestige, Lu Nianchou couldn't help but let out a long howl, and said, "Master, don't worry, none of the Dai family can run away, I will come back as soon as I go."

"not good!"

Yun Zhenshan and Murong Jiu have known each other for a long time, and they have a tacit understanding with each other, they gave a loud cry and chased at the same time.

"Stay with me!"

Li Mochou's eyes flashed coldly, and she pulled out the whisk in her hand like a whip, crackling, facing the eagle's claws from Shangyun Town Mountain!
"boom!"

Yun Zhenshan's eyes suddenly protruded, and his hands pointed out with force, pounced like the sharp claws of a demon.

"Crash! Crash! Crash!"

Li Mochou changed the strength of the whisk, and smashed it like an iron rod, causing the enemy to retreat violently, and even smashed a dead tree surrounded by the two of them, before stopping.

"Good martial arts! Good internal strength!"

"It's not a loss for Brother Dai to die! It's not a loss!"

He raised his head abruptly, and saw that after Li Mochou dismissed him with one move, the fly whisk rushed up, piercing Murong Jiu like a poisonous dragon with an ear-piercing piercing sonic boom.

Murong Jiu let out a stern voice, the long sword in his hand wobbled unsteadily, going up or down, making it unpredictable.

This is the unique skill of his family's swordsmanship. It is called Chasing the Wind and Flicking the Willow Sword. The sword comes out like flowing clouds come out of the mountains, like the breeze blowing the willows.

It was only after Murong Jiu practiced the family-inherited swordsmanship to a great degree that he realized this unique technique. Its sharpness and explosive power are far beyond ordinary moves.

In terms of lethality, it is even stronger than Yun Zhenshan and Dai Wei.

"What an exquisite swordsmanship!"

Li Mochou yelled loudly, the fly whisk burst out with great force, and the silver thread swirled like a vortex.

"Ok?"

Murong Jiu's expression changed, and he felt that the long sword in his hand was locked and motionless, and then a strong force came to snatch the sword away.

But she refused to let go, she grasped the hilt of the sword with force, her inner strength burst forth, and the top of her head was filled with hot air.

However, Li Mochou didn't even think about fighting the enemy with her inner strength. She suddenly let go of the fly whisk, and the left hand in her sleeve bloomed like a lotus, and she flicked her fingers.

An ice soul silver needle sprang out, and with a flash of cold light, it hit the enemy between the eyebrows at the moment.

"die!"

Murong Jiu's complexion changed drastically, he forgot all the moves, let go, the long sword fell to the ground, rolled from the ground, and dodged the needle in disgrace.

It's just that his arm was rubbed by the silver needle. Although he didn't bleed, he was still contaminated with poison.

Take advantage of her illness and kill her!
How did Li Mochou replay such a great opportunity, the fly whisk trembled, and hit the enemy head and face like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

Murong Jiu lost his sword and was poisoned. Murong Jiu finally felt the fear of death.

Her whole body shape was indeterminate, and she used her lightness kung fu to an unprecedented extreme, like a dancing butterfly, crazily dodging the silver threads all over the sky.

……

Just when Li Mochou was overwhelming the two main players with her own strength, Lu Nianchou and Hong Lingbo had already rushed out of the front yard.

The Dai family descended from Daiwei, with three sons and one daughter, the third generation had 17 grandchildren, and the fourth generation had 29 grandchildren, all of whom lived in the Dai family compound.

Because everything happened so fast, up to now they only knew that Chilian Fairy Li Mochou had killed her at the mansion, but they didn't know that Dai Wei was dead.

Seeing that the family was in chaos, the second master Dai Changlu and the third master Dai Changfu got together, summoned the guards in the mansion, comforted the old and the young, and finally managed to maintain the situation.

"Third brother, I'll bring some people to support father." Dai Changlu saw that everyone had calmed down temporarily, and ordered: "You stay here to protect the old and young in the mansion. If something goes wrong, you protect them and retreat from the secret path."

Dai Changfu didn't have the qualifications to practice martial arts, and had always been in charge of the Dai family's tea business and shop. After such a sudden change, his complexion turned pale.

"Second brother... I..."

Dai Changlu looked at him with a tense expression on his face and his clenched hands turning white. He was obviously very panicked and frightened.

He patted his younger brother on the shoulder, and said softly, "Don't worry, with the two seniors from the Yun family and the Murong family, and the three of you working together with my father, there won't be any big trouble."

"You take good care of your family, what I just said is just in case!"

Dai Changfu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and said, "Second brother, you must be careful."

Dai Changlu smiled, and the moment he turned around, his face became extremely cold, and he said indifferently: "Zhang Wei, Li Xiong, take two teams and follow me."

"Yes, Second Master!"

Dozens of guards in armor and with knives shouted in unison, and the sound shook the sky.

"None of you need to leave!"

At this moment, a clear and bright voice came from afar, and two figures rushed towards them in the wind and snow, approaching in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)