Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

"Humph! Come again? You're courting death."

A barely perceptible gleam of disdain flashed across Li Mochou's eyes, which were as cold as a pond, as if she was mocking Guo Fu's ignorance and arrogance.

Her tender red lips curled up slightly, outlining a cold and deep sneer, behind which was hidden endless contempt and uncontrollable anger.

Li Mochou thought to herself that it was unbelievable that Guo Fu, a young girl who was still wet behind the ears and had no idea of ​​the immensity of the world, had witnessed with her own eyes the extremely powerful move she had just displayed.

After performing a stunt that was enough to shake the mountains and rivers, he still mustered up the courage to challenge her with a sword in hand, regardless of everything. In Li Mochou's view, this behavior was tantamount to a moth flying into a flame, a foolish act of self-destruction, tantamount to seeking death, and simply like hitting a stone with an egg, with no chance of winning at all.

Li Mochou snorted coldly. The sound was crisp and chilling, like the biting cold wind in winter blowing through the forest path covered with dead branches and fallen leaves, bringing a bone-chilling chill that penetrated people's hearts.

The already slightly heavy air around her couldn't help but freeze, as if even time had stopped at this moment. Then, she moved slightly, and her whole body was like a breeze that had escaped from the constraints of the world.

Light and agile, in a flash, at an incredible speed and angle, he immediately dodged to the side and easily avoided the sword that Guo Fu was stabbing at him angrily.

The carefully forged long sword, flashing with a cold light, carried a sharp sword energy and Guo Fu's full anger, and passed by the corner of Li Mochou's clothes like a silver lightning.

But in the end, he failed to hurt her at all. A scornful smile appeared on Li Mochou's pretty face, as if she was mocking her opponent's immaturity and weakness, and her graceful figure once again proved that her title of "Red Snake Fairy" in the martial arts world was not in vain.

While dodging, a resolute and fierce look quickly flashed across Li Mochou's cold eyes. There was no mercy or mercy in her heart. Her seemingly weak and boneless slender wrist moved slightly.

Then he swung the whisk in his hand, which seemed soft but was actually sharp, at a dazzling speed. At this moment, every filament on the whisk seemed to be endowed with endless power.

With indescribable speed, they darted through the air, making subtle but captivating whooshing sounds, and finally condensed into a dazzling silver lightning, carrying a fierce momentum that should not be underestimated.

He hit Guo Fu's fair, flawless and delicate face hard. That face was like the purest and most delicate cream covered by the first snow in winter, revealing a faint chill and inviolable holiness, but at this moment it was ruthlessly invaded.

"Snapped--!"

Suddenly, a clear and loud slapping sound echoed in the air, as if even the surrounding air was shaking. The blow was unambiguous and powerful.

A shocking red mark instantly appeared on Guo Fu's face, and then waves of spicy and hot feelings surged over her like a tide, quickly spreading to her entire cheek.

Li Mochou showed no mercy or hesitation in this attack. Her eyes were as cold as the frost in winter, revealing an unquestionable determination. It was a severe punishment and a lesson deep in her bones for Guo Fu's previous series of reckless and consequence-free behaviors.

Then, without even a flicker of movement, she lightly raised her fair, delicate hand, and her palm, like lightning that streaked across the sky, accurately struck Guo Fu's delicate shoulder, which seemed to be squeezing out water.

"boom!"

There was only a clear and loud sound that suddenly rang out at this moment, echoing in the surrounding empty air for a long time. The sound contained the fierceness of the palm collision, but also a hint of unspeakable pain and shock.

"what--!!"

Guo Fu let out a shrill scream. The fear in her voice was like the shivering in the cold wind, the pain was unbearable like a raging fire in her heart, and the unwillingness was like a surging tide.

She was almost drowned, and was knocked away by Li Mochou's sudden palm. The whole person was like a fallen leaf blown by the wind, or a kite that had lost its traction, tumbling helplessly in the air.

Guo Fu's entire figure drew a long parabola in the air, which was a trajectory of despair and helplessness, as if even the sky was sighing for Guo Fu's fate.

"boom!"

Finally, there was a loud bang, and Guo Fu fell heavily to the ground not far away. The dust was instantly raised, forming a small sandstorm, which completely enveloped her embarrassed figure.

When the dust settled, she was seen lying on the ground, her clothes disheveled, her hair messy, her face covered in mud and blood. She looked extremely miserable and embarrassed, completely different from the proud and arrogant young lady she had been before.

Fortunately, when Li Mochou used the palm strike just now, she did not use the unique skill [Five Poison Palm] that made her famous in the martial arts world. This palm strike was just a casual one from her, ordinary and without any fancy touches.

It was not because Li Mochou was unable to end Guo Fu's life with this deadly poison palm, but because she had concerns and did not want to completely create an irreconcilable feud with Guo Fu's parents, Guo Jing and Huang Rong, because of this matter.

You know, Guo Jing is known as Guo Daxia in the martial arts world. He is highly skilled in martial arts and has great righteousness. He enjoys a very high prestige in the martial arts world today. His wife Huang Rong is even more intelligent and clever, and is proficient in many strange techniques of Peach Blossom Island. She should not be underestimated.

If Li Mochou rashly killed Guo Fu, the beloved daughter of Guo Jing and Huang Rong, here today, she would surely face the full-scale pursuit of Guo Jing and Huang Rong in the future, which would be endless troubles and crises.

Although Li Mochou acted ruthlessly, she also knew how to weigh the pros and cons and knew when to restrain herself to avoid unnecessary disasters. Therefore, even when facing Guo Fu, who made her angry, she chose to restrain herself and did not use the most brutal means.

Moreover, Li Mochou has been wandering the world for many years and has experienced countless storms and dangerous challenges. In this turbulent world, every step is full of unknowns and dangers.

If she did not have such sharp eyesight and insight, she would have probably died in some unknown corner, becoming the ghost of those murderous martial artists.

Li Mochou's figure once shuttled through the flashing of swords and sabers, and she also stood firm in the bloody storm. However, even such a powerful woman could not completely avoid the teasing and impermanence of fate.

But it was precisely because of this extraordinary alertness and wisdom that she was able to survive one life-and-death crisis after another. If she did not have such sharp eyesight and insight, she would probably have died long ago.

The wild grass beside his grave has probably grown wildly in the spring breeze and autumn rain year after year. Those withered and messy grass leaves have become more lush under the erosion of time.

Perhaps it is as high as a three-story building, hiding the lonely grave deep in the wilderness. There, it will become a desolate place completely forgotten in the wilderness.

"Sister Fu! Sister Fu!"

In this empty and silent place, the figures of the two brothers Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen appeared particularly lonely and anxious, their hearts filled with endless worries and deep concerns.

It seemed as if the whole world was trembling with the unknown crisis. The two brothers Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen called out in unison, with an unconcealable tremor and deep disbelief in their voices, unable to believe what was happening before their eyes.

Or perhaps they hoped to awaken some dormant miracle with this cry. The sound echoed in the surroundings for a long time, just like the surging emotions in their hearts, looking for a trace of response in this vast space.

At this critical moment, they once again saw the woman they had been thinking about, Guo Fu. However, the scene before them made them feel nervous: Guo Fu was hit by Li Mochou's fierce palm, and her body staggered, like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily to the ground.