Not to mention Ling Muyun and the six monsters in Jiangnan, the evil Arhat was also very surprised at this time. He was originally a horse bandit who traversed the desert of the Western Regions, and his martial arts were not weak. Later, he became a disciple of Huo Foreword Tuo for more than 20 years and had learned martial arts for more than 60% of Huo Foreword Tuo. He was already a top figure in the Western Regions, and he had rarely had an opponent for many years. Who would have thought that as soon as he left the Western Regions, he had encountered such a few hard ideas as the Six Monsters in Jiangnan before he could reach the Central Plains. It would be fine if he used some strange weapons and tricks. A blind man could even use hidden weapons. Is there any reason for this?

However, the evil Arhat was ultimately superior in martial arts. Although the six monsters in Jiangnan brought him a lot of trouble, after he became familiar with the six monsters, he gained more and more the upper hand. After fighting for a while, the horse king god Han Baoju was also injured, leaving only Zhu Cong and Han Xiaoying to fight the evil Arhat together, and the situation became more and more precarious.

"Brother Ling, this evil man is so powerful. Several masters can't beat him. What should I do?" Guo Jing was very anxious when he saw the situation of several masters being in a dangerous state. He was seriously injured and couldn't help. He was so anxious that his tears were almost falling.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Ling Muyun patted Guo Jing on the shoulder and signaled him to relax. Then he roared and drew his sword out of the sheath. His body suddenly flew out like a stunning geese and as fast as lightning. He wielded a sword light and shot into the battlefield: "Several seniors, let's take a break first, this guy is handed over to me!"

The six monsters in Jiangnan were almost unable to hold on. Seeing Ling Muyun coming to take over the scene, they couldn't help but feel relieved and hurriedly retreated aside. However, they didn't completely retreat. They had experienced the power of the head Tuo in front of them personally. Although they knew that Ling Muyun was extraordinary in martial arts, they didn't think that Ling Muyun could defeat this evil head Tuo alone. So they all held their weapons tightly and focused on the battle situation. They just waited for Ling Muyun to be slightly unfavorable and they went up to help.

The evil arhat also heard Ling Muyun's words and couldn't help but smile contemptuously. A young man who was still young dared to stroke his tiger beard? He really didn't know how to live or die. But before his thoughts could be completed, he saw a bright sword light shooting in front of him like a meteor from the sky. His speed was so fast that he could be more powerful than imagined!

Zhigan's face couldn't help but change, and his body tilted backwards a Vajra Iron Board Bridge and passed the sword. At the same time, he whistled out with a palm. The offense and defense were like flowing water, without any force, and the speed of response was amazing.

With a dull "bang", Ling Muyun used a big demon-subduing fist in the flash and fought a fierce battle with the evil arhat. His body trembled like a big bird and soared into the air. The sword light in his hand swept back, and a crescent moon-like light slashed in the air, pointing directly to the back of the evil arhat who was about to get up.

The evil arhat was shocked with his palm, and then he felt a cold air coming from the back of his neck. He was shocked and didn't bother to get up. He rolled to the side and rolled aside. A half of the chaotic radiance was cut off by the sword light, and it scattered into black silk all over the sky like grass chips.

The evil arhat, whose head was almost opened, turned over in a very embarrassing manner, and his heart was filled with cold air. When he looked at Ling Muyun again, his eyes were like seeing a ghost. No matter how he looked at Ling Muyun, he looked like a ghost, and his internal strength was extremely strong. Even his Vajra Prajna Palm, which had more than 20 years of skill, would not gain any advantage in the battle. Where did this monster come out?

"Thief Head, take my sword again!"

Ling Muyun sneered, and his body rushed to the evil arhat like a gust of wind. A sword light broke through the air like lightning. Zhitian only felt a flash of sword light in front of him, and a trace of cold air hit his throat, and even the skin of his neck felt a little cold.

The evil Arhat was shocked and stepped on the ground and retreated backwards. At the same time, a pair of iron palms waved with all their strength to protect the vital points in front of him. A cold light flashed in Ling Muyun's eyes, and his body surged forward, much faster than the evil Arhat's retreat. The sword in his hand danced "hissing" and made a sound, and the sword energy teared the air and spread out to the evil Arhat...

The six monsters in Jiangnan saw Ling Muyun chasing the evil arhat like a shadow, and they couldn't help but look at each other in shock. Although they vaguely knew that Ling Muyun was not simple, they did not expect that Ling Muyun was so powerful. They had personally experienced the ability of the evil arhat. Their brothers and others were not opponents together, but such a powerful character is now suppressed by Ling Muyun's fast sword and has been regressing continuously. It is difficult to even move. How high is Ling Muyun's martial arts?!

In fact, the six monsters in Jiangnan are overestimating Ling Muyun. Although Ling Muyun’s martial arts are good, they are at roughly the same level as the evil arhat Zhigui, and are not much higher than Zhigui. The reason why he can show such an overwhelming advantage in the battle between the two is because he has already understood the biggest disadvantage of Zhigui, that is, speed.

Because he has not practiced the orthodox internal skills practice method, most Vajra disciples know little about the method of light luck, and the evil arhat is no exception. This has caused the evil arhat to be extremely fierce and sharp in martial arts, but there are defects in light skill, which has caused his speed to be slower than those of masters who practice both internal and external. It would be better to face a master who is not good at speed, and it would be nothing to change his body slightly slower, but when facing a master who is skilled and fast like Ling Muyun, his shortcomings will be exposed.

It was precisely because Ling Muyun saw his weakness by observing the battle between the evil arhat and the six monsters in Jiangnan that he was confident that the six monsters in Jiangnan retreated and fought against the evil arhat. The fierce palm power that the evil arhat and greedy relied on could not take advantage of Ling Muyun. The speed and agility were much worse than Ling Muyun, so he was naturally restrained by Ling Muyun. After all, no matter how strong and sharp the palm power was, he had to be able to slap people!

Ling Muyun and the evil Arhat Zhigan fought very quickly, with the sword light dazzling, and the two figures spiraled around and fought dozens of moves in an instant. Each move was as fast as lightning, and each move was extremely sharp. As long as one move was slower, a little bit slowed down, it would be a different path of life and death. Even the six monsters of Jiangnan and Guo Jing who were watching were also nervous and did not even dare to breathe.

"Ah!" At this moment, a thunderous cry suddenly rang out in the battlefield, trembling the ears of everyone present buzzing.

The six monsters in Jiangnan and Guo Jing were both excited and looked at each other in a concentrated manner. They saw that the two figures that had originally fought fiercely were separated. Ling Muyun breathed a sigh of relief, shook off the blood stained from the sword in his hand, and then put the sword into the sheath, raised his hand to wipe the sweat slightly oozing from his forehead, and a look of relief appeared on his face.

The evil arhat on the other side, Zhigan, covered his neck and took a few steps back, his eyes full of despair and disbelief. Then he shook his body and fell to the ground with a bang. Blood flowed out from his fingers, dripping onto the ground, dyeing a bright red color.

The six monsters in Jiangnan looked at Ling Muyun, then looked at the evil arhat Zhigan who was lying on the ground, with a shocked look on his face and did not speak for a long time. Ling Muyun shocked them too much. Although the battle situation before this could be seen that Ling Muyun had a great chance of winning against the evil arhat Zhigan, when the evil arhat really fell under Ling Muyun's sword, the six monsters in Jiangnan still had an indescribable shock in their hearts.

The six monsters in Jiangnan realized that they had not truly known Ling Muyun until this time. In the past, in their eyes, Ling Muyun was just an outstanding junior. But when they saw a master like the Evil Arhat die under Ling Muyun's sword, they realized that Ling Muyun was not as simple as a junior, but a top-notch master in the world!

Ling Muyun did not notice the shock of the six monsters in Jiangnan. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the corpse of the evil arhat, bent down and began to search the evil arhat, wanting to see if there was anything valuable on him. After all, the battle happened a bit suddenly and inexplicably. He didn't even know anyone's name of the opponent, and he ended up having life and death.

After searching, Ling Muyun found some gold and silver on the evil Arhat Zhigan, a portrait and two small porcelain vases. He naturally would not take some gold and silver seriously, but the portrait and the two small porcelain vases aroused his interest.

Ling Muyun first looked at the portrait and found that the painting was a young man who seemed to be young and looked pretty good. Somehow, he always felt that the person painted in the portrait looked familiar and seemed to have a vague impression, but he couldn't remember where he had seen such a person. How could he know that the painting was actually not someone else, but he himself. It was an evil Arhat Zhigan who specially asked the painter to draw based on the words of the person he caught and questioned, so he could identify Ling Muyun's identity. However, the painting was not a photo after all, and he could not draw it exactly like himself. Therefore, Ling Muyun felt familiar but could not remember who it was.

Ling Muyun couldn't think of it, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He put down the painting and looked at the three porcelain bottles. He found that two porcelain bottles were used for medicine. One of them was just a golden medicine commonly found in the world, and there was nothing strange about it. The other porcelain bottle made Ling Muyun shocked because the words "Black Jade Intermittent Paste" were written on the label on the bottle.
Chapter completed!