Volume 6: Overseas Chapter 335: An Unprecedented Battle (9)
Looking at the isolated island in front of him, Li Muchan's eyes flashed, and he knew that this would be the place where they would finally fight for life and death.
"It seems you've picked a good place to bury yourself."
He stepped on the sword and floated on the water, as fast as lightning, and was ready.
This hundred-mile journey seemed far away, but Li Muchan had long discovered that this man was intentionally taking him around in circles on the sea, and he had seen no less than nine marks left in the light and darkness.
This action is probably to get rid of the people behind.
When Zhu Da saw the island, a smile of wisdom reappeared on his face.
Now that we have arrived at the base camp, we naturally feel confident.
Li Muchan remained calm and looked around. He saw that the island in front of him was not very big and could be seen in its entirety at a glance.
The island is covered with lush vegetation, surrounded by green mountains and rarely visited by people.
Zhu Daman said softly, "Speaking of which, you're the first person besides me to set foot on this island. This island is somewhat special. It's rich in iron ore, attracted by the strange power of the sea. And because of the undercurrents beneath the island, it drifts year-round, always moving with the current. My senior brother has been searching for this very place for decades."
The two were clearly mortal enemies, but now they walked side by side, and there was no murderous intent in their previous expressions. It was as if they were old friends, and they moved together to the island.
Now they are all unable to be hurt or defeated. No one is sure of winning, and no one has a way to break the deadlock. Naturally, there is no need to fight.
Zhu Da stood on the beach, walking inside as he spoke, "I've hidden all the countless rare treasures I've collected from the Seven Seas over the years here. Any one of them is priceless. There are also countless unique skills, astrology, divination, medicine, poisons, and pharmacology, covering both the East and the West. It's truly all-encompassing."
Li Muchan said coldly, "No matter how much you say, you can't shake my determination to kill you."
Although they had not fought openly, they had already been thinking about how to break the deadlock, vying for who would seize the opportunity of victory first.
Zhu Da said disapprovingly, "I've fought Shen Lang no less than a hundred times over the years, and even he hasn't found a way to defeat me. How can you do it?"
Li Muchan did not respond, but lowered his eyes and brows, as if thinking about something.
Seeing this, Zhu Da smiled without saying anything, but took Li Muchan along a small path and into a secluded valley.
There is a gurgling stream in the valley, a green bamboo forest, and a small house deep in the valley.
This little house is not exquisite, but it is somewhat similar to the wooden hut in the Hundred Flowers Forest.
When Li Muchan walked closer, he saw a square stone table and two bamboo chairs in front of the house, and a few tombs were faintly visible in the bamboo forest. They were so old that the tombstones were covered with moss.
"Please sit down!"
Zhu Da raised his hand to invite him, and then brought two jars of wine from under the eaves and placed them on the stone table.
"After all these years, you are the second person who is qualified to drink with me."
"Who's the first one?"
"Shen Lang!"
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Zhu Da broke the mud seal, grabbed the wine jar with one hand, and started drinking from it.
After drinking most of the jar of wine in one breath, he narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Back then, this man had achieved perfection in Mingyu Gong. I invited him to drink with me... just like you now."
The implication is that Shen Lang had done the same thing as Li Muchan in the past.
Li Muchan smiled faintly, sat down and raised the jar, then broke the mud seal and drank the liquor madly.
But the expressions in their eyes were changing subtly...
There is someone in the house.
He is also a master of swordsmanship. Although his edge is hidden, his sword intent is too strong and sharp, just like the sun climbing to the middle of the sky above the head, with nowhere to hide.
Zhu Da sighed with regret: "What a pity, you missed the opportunity this time."
Although this man was sighing, he was smiling, and his smile was like that of an old fox.
If he wanted to kill someone, no one in the world could stop him, and no one could avoid him.
Now that there is a third person, he naturally becomes the key to breaking the deadlock.
With a creak, the half-closed wooden door slowly opened, and a swordsman in white walked out.
It was none other than the Fuso swordsman.
When Zhu Da saw this person, he seemed to have encountered something great. He smiled with joy and could hardly control himself.
Li Muchan drank his wine, lowered his eyes and asked, "What's your name?"
He was asking about the Fuso swordsman.
The Fusang swordsman, his sword slung across his back, seemed to have anticipated what was about to happen. He clenched his hands tightly, his fingers clenched until the veins were exposed. Then, as if using up all his strength, he replied, "I have no name. You don't need to remember my name."
After a pause, he continued in a hoarse voice: "You only need to remember my sword."
The Fusang swordsman drew his longsword and stroked the blade with reluctance, "The name of the sword is Victory."
A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and the sword energy surged on his sword. The sword tip deflected and headed straight for Zhu Da. At the same time, he felt a little regretful for coming here. Otherwise, Li Muchan would never have lost the opportunity.
Zhu Da drank with a smile on his face, looking at the two people in front of him, as if waiting for them to say their parting words, or as if he was choosing the right moment to take action.
And what about Li Muchan?
Li Muchan can only find ways to save this person now.
So Zhu Da had plenty of time and means to tease them and control them.
At least until the Fuso swordsman was killed, Li Muchan could not act rashly.
The Fusang swordsman lowered his eyes and said, "He and I just met by chance."
Zhu Da looked at Li Muchan with a burning gaze and laughed, "You don't understand him at all. This man once aspired to become famous in the martial arts world and a hero who upholds justice. Even though he is now a master of evil and a giant in the martial arts world, he will never tolerate others dying because of him, let alone you came here for him. Haha, you regard him as a friend, and he will never let you down. If you respect him an inch, he will definitely return you ten feet... Am I right, Li Muchan!!!"
The Fuso swordsman's eyes suddenly turned red. He had indeed come here to help Li Muchan deal with Zhu Dacai.
Li Muchan drank continuously, then lowered his head and said, "I have found a way to defeat you."
Zhu Da smiled contemptuously and didn't believe it.
The Fuso swordsman on the side suddenly moved, and swung the long sword in his hand, not to attack Zhu Da, but to wipe it towards his own neck.
"The elixir of life is inside the house."
He already understood that if he didn't want to drag Li Muchan down, he would never be able to live, and he couldn't even die at Zhu Da's hands.
As he finished speaking, it seemed that the Fuso swordsman was about to commit suicide, but unexpectedly, the sword was held down by a big hand in mid-air.
Li Muchan's hand.
Li Muchan really took action.
The moment he moved, Zhu Da's face darkened, a strong wind suddenly blew up from the ground, and the fallen leaves in the forest rolled like waves.
But suddenly, a powerful true energy like red fire surged out of the body of this person, and the stone table in front of him melted like spring snow and turned into powder. The wine jar in his hand exploded in the air, and the wine in the air evaporated out of thin air.
Using both palms, Zhu Da slapped the sword wound on Li Muchan's back with his left hand, and hit the Fuso swordsman with his right palm.
This was the method Zhu Da thought of to break the impasse and break Li Muchan's bizarre and extraordinary magical skills.
The Fuso swordsman's face turned pale, and he found that he seemed to have done something wrong again.
"careful!"
