Li Muchan was taken aback and quickly pressed her wrist with a delicate and soft hand.

She tried hard to fight but it was in vain. Li Muchan was so powerful that he couldn't break free by using conscious force. She suddenly stabbed Li Muchan with her sword.

Her eyes were clear and piercing, a little clearer than usual, and her aura was fierce, as if she regarded him as an sworn enemy.

Li Muchan's heart was awe-inspiring, knowing that he had hit the mark. He suddenly stepped back and stood ten feet away in an instant.

Song Shuhua, however, refused to give in. She flew over and drew a white rainbow with her long sword, shooting straight towards Li Muchan's heart. The speed of the sword was extremely fast.

She was not proficient in swordsmanship, but this sword seemed to be different. Without decades of skill, she would never be able to execute such a sword. It was really cruel, accurate and fast.

Li Muchan flicked his fingers, there was a clear "ding" sound, and the long sword opened. Li Muchan felt cold air entering his fingers. He ignored the Gang Qi defense and directly attacked his meridians, rising along his arms and rushing towards his heart.

Li Muchan said "Hey", and his inner energy surged, instantly forming waves one after another, attacking the cold air, and finally eliminated it right before his heart.

He was startled, realizing the evil side of the sword. His figure suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared at the door. He formed a hand seal with his hands to form a hand shadow, and then uttered the truth.

Song Shuhua rose into the air, stabbed with her long sword, and shot at Li Muchan again. When the sword tip reached his chest, it met Li Muchan's true words.

"Hey!" He yelled, Li Muchan's eyes slightly opened, his clothes were ruffled, and his aura was like that of a demon.

The long sword stopped when it was about to pierce Li Muchan's chest, and then began to tremble, exuding a deep cold air, as if trying to break free from Song Shuhua's jade hand.

Song Shuhua held the sword hard, showing an expression of difficulty. She stared at the tip of the sword, her bright eyes flickering in and out.

Li Muchan formed a seal with his hands and spoke the truth again: "Moo!"

With a crisp "clang" sound, Song Shuhua let go of her right hand and the sword fell to the ground. She fell softly and was supported by Li Muchan.

She fell limply into Li Muchan's arms, panting.

Li Muchan supported her with one hand and pressed her vest with the other. Internal energy gurgled in to help her. As soon as the internal energy entered her body, he felt her body was empty, as if she was exhausted after a big battle and had left the building empty.

Song Shuhua's eyes were dim and she leaned on Li Muchan, motionless.

After a long time, she struggled slightly and left Li Muchan's arms, her face turning red.

Li Muchan also felt lost, with the warm fragrance of soft jade falling into his arms. He hadn't felt this way for a long time. Seeing her shyness, he hurriedly asked: "What's going on with this sword?"

"Ah?" Song Shuhua was startled and said hurriedly: "This sword is too evil! Don't move!"

Li Muchan bent down and stopped halfway, turning to look at her.

Song Shuhua hurriedly said: "Don't touch it!"

Li Muchan retracted his hand and stood up: "What's going on?"

"This sword is very evil, it seems to be able to control people." Song Shuhua said.

Li Muchan nodded slowly: "I can tell."

"What's going on?" Song Shuhua frowned. She looked at the long sword lying on the ground with lingering fear. Although it still looked like a green-edge sword and was simple and unpretentious, she didn't dare to underestimate it anymore.

Li Muchan said: "I must have killed too many people and been contaminated with too much evil energy, so it affected the owner of the sword. Is it an illusion?"

Song Shuhua stared at the sword. Shen Su said: "As soon as I grasped the sword, I only had one thought in my mind. I wanted to see blood and kill people. I was controlled by a rage, and I wanted to kill everyone in the world!"

Li Muchan nodded slowly: "It seems that is indeed the case. Let's try it more."

"Don't try!" Song Shuhua hurriedly waved her hands and hummed: "You can control me if I become a demon. Once you become a demon, the world will be in chaos. Who can control you?"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "I practice Buddhist mental methods to control these things, it doesn't matter."

"No, let's talk about it later." Song Shuhua shook her head with lingering fear.

Li Muchan smiled and suddenly waved, and the sword flew up and got into his hand. Song Shuhua's eyes widened in surprise and she looked at him nervously.

Li Muchan holds the sword in his right hand, holds the sword formula with his left hand, and slowly touches the sword body. A bright light seems to shine on the sword body, flickers and then disappears.

Li Muchan's face was solemn and his brows were furrowed.

He didn't expect the sword to be so powerful. The evil energy was like substance, pouring in continuously from both palms, from the arms to the top of the head, and then to the heart.

His internal energy was spinning rapidly, circulating endlessly in his meridians, impacting these two strands of cold energy, but it was difficult to reverse the trend. The cold energy ignored the obstruction of his internal energy and slowly rushed to two places.

Even though he was frightened, he still remained calm and suddenly uttered a mantra. The mantra circulated in his organs, and the two cold air melted away like ice and snow meeting boiling water.

Li Muchan knew he had found a way to deal with it. He made a ground seal with his left hand, put it on the sword, and spat out a mantra again. His clothes suddenly shook.

Song Shuhua felt an invisible force surge over her body, like a huge wave hitting her body. She involuntarily took a few steps back and pressed against the wall.

Li Muchan breathed a long sigh of relief, formed a seal again, lit the sword, and uttered a mantra at the same time, and the sword flashed again.

Li Muchan never stopped, forming seals and spitting out mantras continuously. He spit out thirty-six mantras in one breath before stopping.

Song Shuhua discovered that the sword had changed. The original simplicity disappeared and became as smooth as ice, with a hint of coldness.

Li Muchan suddenly threw the sword, and the long sword flipped in the air. Li Muchan formed hand seals with his hands, forming more than a dozen hand seals in an instant. Then he spat out the mantra and pointed his hand seal at the long sword in the air.

The long sword seemed to pause in the air for a moment, and then was thrown up again by invisible force. Li Muchan continued to form seals, uttered the truth, pointed at the long sword with his hand seals, and struck the long sword again.

Song Shuhua stared closely, not knowing what Li Muchan was doing, but she saw that he was using the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra, but she didn't know what he was doing with this sword.

Li Muchan used it nine times in one breath before stopping. At this time, the long sword became bright, like a stream of autumn water flowing, and fell lightly into his hand.

Li Muchan's face was as pale as paper and he smiled bitterly: "What a treasure!"

"Are you okay?" Song Shuhua asked hurriedly. She had not dared to disturb him before, but she kept thinking about it. She knew that performing the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra consumes a lot of energy and energy.

Li Muchan shook his head: "I almost couldn't control it!"

"What on earth is going on?" Song Shuhua asked, pointing to the long sword in his hand.

Li Muchan sighed: "I don't know either. This sword contains a powerful evil spirit. It almost has sanity. Fortunately, I have cultivated the Buddhist mind method."

If he had not mastered the Supreme Vajra Bodhi Sutra, it would be very difficult for him to withstand the evil force of this sword. He was not very sure, and now he could hardly resist.

"How could it become like this?" Song Shuhua was puzzled.

Li Muchan said: "Maybe this sword killed too many people, and the evil spirit formed condensed into spiritual consciousness. The material of this sword is also very strange."

"Can I take it this time?" Song Shuhua pointed to the long sword in Li Muchan's hand.

Li Muchan shook his head: "No."

"Didn't you surrender?" Song Shuhua snorted.

Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just that I surrendered, but if others move, it will backfire. This sword is too fierce, so it's better to touch it less often, it's ominous!"

"I don't believe this!" Song Shuhua said hard, but she didn't dare to touch it again.

However, she had a deep love for swords. When she saw the watery blade of the sword, she was really curious. She took a closer look and said, "Bring it to me. I won't touch it. I'll just look at it."

Li Muchan smiled and picked up the sword and brought it to her. She moved as close as possible and almost touched the sword. But the cold air stopped her.

From a foot away, she could feel the cold air on the sword. This cold air was different from the ordinary cold air. It was like a real cold needle, and it hurt when it pricked her body.

"Eh?!" She was suddenly startled and said in surprise: "There are words on this sword!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "Where?"

As he spoke, he also brought the sword to himself, looked at it and smiled.

"Come closer and take a look. No, you have to move. The words are flashing inside. If you don't move, they won't flash." Song Shuhua waved her hand, indicating for him to rotate the sword.

Li Muchan turned the sword around as he was told, and sure enough he saw two words flowing inside the sword.

"Drinking blood..." Song Shuhua pondered and sighed: "It's really murderous!"

The sword body is watery like a stream of autumn water, but when it is turned over, it glows with a faint red light, as if it contains blood, which is quite strange and awe-inspiring.

Song Shuhua took two steps back, shook her head and said, "I don't like this sword anymore!"

Li Muchan smiled and said: "This sword is a deadly weapon, but it is extremely powerful when used properly."

He felt the power of this sword, which could break the Gang Qi. The evil Qi on the sword was infinitely powerful, and its solidity and sharpness were stronger than his own Gang Qi.

With this sword, the sword technique is infinitely powerful even without the use of mental techniques. It can break the body's protective aura, and even a warrior can kill the master.

This is a weapon that has completely broken through the shackles of the realm. If anyone knew about it, it would definitely cause a bloody storm and a crazy scramble.

His face changed slightly, and he felt that this blood-drinking sword was a problem. His mind was like lightning, and in a blink of an eye, he thought of why the Fan family was so desperate to attack back.

They are not for gold and silver, but for this blood-drinking sword. With this sword, maybe the grandmaster can deal with the great grandmaster, which can be said to be a great killing weapon.

He rubbed the bridge of his nose and speculated on the Fan family's actions. They would first try desperately to grab the sword. If they couldn't grab it, they would jump over the wall and spread the news.

He frowned and pondered, thinking about how to deal with it.

After a long while, he put his hands on his hands and smiled, raised his head and said, "Miss, we have to do the same thing again!"

"Why are you using the same trick again?" Song Shuhua looked at his smile and knew she was in trouble again.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "This sword is of great importance. Sooner or later it will implicate us. Rather than doing this, it is better to strike preemptively."

"How to strike first?" Song Shuhua asked.

Li Muchan asked: "Do you know how powerful this sword is?"

Song Shuhua nodded: "It is indeed very evil, will it backfire on the master?"

Li Muchan shook his head: "This is indeed a sword. It can break the Gang Qi. It should be caused by killing too many people. If a warrior who is proficient in swordsmanship gets it, it is enough to kill the master."

"Really?!" Song Shuhua took a breath.
To be continued...