"You are right, you are not afraid of opponents who are like gods, but teammates who are like pigs." Mu Hanyan smiled brighter.
She didn't want Huayue and the others to show their trump cards too early, and she was worried that if they fought each other, they would have to use their natural supernatural powers early due to pressure. Lu Junran's seemingly smart choice fell right into his hands. Although Zhao Feng and Tiezheng are stronger than Huayue and others, but with two enemies and one enemy, there is no way to hurt them at all.
As for her own one against three, in Lu Junran's view, it is hopeless, but for her, it may not be too difficult.
"Do it!" Seeing the brighter smile on Mu Hanyan's face, Lu Junran suddenly felt uneasy.
Amidst the sound of the dragon's chant, three long swords that were comparable to semi-divine weapons attacked Mu Hanyan again, fearing that there would be many dreams in the night, the three of them had no reservations, and they used all their strength with one sword.
"Fenglong, sword dance!" Lu Junran sipped lightly, the light on the sword was shining brightly, like a blue dragon dancing against the wind, releasing endless sword might.
No matter what Mu Hanyan thinks of his strength, the eighth-level sword master is by no means weak.
"Om!" Amidst the dragon's chants, Mu Hanyan's Hanxiao sword also came out of its sheath suddenly.
"Nine days, the stars fall!" Following Mu Hanyan's cold voice, a sword light cut towards Lu Junran who was facing him like a shooting star.
Facing opponents of the eighth-rank sword master, she also has no reservations.
"Looking for death!" Lu Junran cursed with a sneer when he saw that Mu Hanyan was attacking him with a sword with all his strength, but turned a blind eye to Zhao Han and Liu Rulong.
Although judging from the power of this sword, Mu Hanyan's real combat power is far stronger than that of Liu Rulong and Zhao Han, but they are also masters of the sixth-level sword master after all. How could it be possible to block the joint attack of the two of them without any defense
"This Mu Hanyan is crazy, right? Even if she beats Lu Junran with this sword, so what, she will be seriously injured if she survives the sword of Zhao Han and Liu Rulong. In the end, it is not a loss!"
"I don't think she can do anything about it. The strength of the people under her is a lot worse than others, so she can only take a risk."
"This is a risky gamble, and it is clearly courting death!"
"Maybe it's because I'm afraid of losing too badly and lose face, and I want to save myself some face. This Mu Hanyan has a strong temperament." The audience in the audience was also shocked and discussed.
Everyone can see that even if Mu Hanyan's sword beat Lu Junran, the joint blow of Zhao Han and Liu Rulong would still be more ominous, and it would not be able to change the final outcome at all. Save yourself some face, if you hurt Lu Junran and make him unable to participate in the next round of competition, it's just a drag.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Two weird-looking long swords suddenly flew out from Mu Hanyan's left hand, and the target was Liu Rulong who was attacking from the left.
However, all of Mu Hanyan's energy was concentrated in that star-dropping sword, and the two flying swords were obviously weak, as if they were thrown out with their hands.
"Panicked, this Mu Hanyan really panicked, what's the use of throwing two broken swords out like this, it's okay to scare children, but there is no threat to a sixth-level sword master." Someone shook his head and sighed. road.
Lu Junran didn't expect Mu Hanyan to make this move either. Seeing the two scraps of metal flying towards Liu Rulong feebly, if it wasn't for Mu Hanyan's full-strength sword slashing at him, he would almost have laughed out loud. .
Liu Rulong didn't pay attention to the two crooked and broken swords that had no strength in his eyes, and lightly swiped the sword out.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, flying sand and rocks.
Hearing Liu Rulong's muffled sound, he was shocked to retreat again and again.
There was a dead silence in the audience. The people who had been discussing before opened their mouths wide at the same time, but they couldn't utter a word. Even Lu Junran and Zhao Han lost their minds for a moment.
Except for those who knew Mu Hanyan's details well, she was the only one who still had a calm and stern expression on her face.
In the past few days when she came to Shangyue Kingdom, besides chatting and practicing with her grandma, she was not idle at other times, and she also built a few flying immortals.
As her strength becomes stronger and stronger, and she wants to seal it in the sword, the requirements for the long sword itself are also getting higher and higher. The so-called magic weapons can no longer meet the requirements, but fortunately she is in Longyan Academy. The practice was not in vain, both the sword casting and sealing skills were improved. Although the few flying immortals cast in the end could not seal her strongest strength, they could also release a sword equivalent to a fourth-level sword master when they exploded. The power of a full blow.
Of course, this kind of power cannot kill Liu Rulong, a sixth-rank swordsman, but if he is caught off guard, it can also make him suffer a lot. Most importantly, it can buy enough time for Mu Hanyan.
Seeing Liu Rulong backed away from the shock, Zhao Han finally came to his senses and continued to slash at Mu Hanyan with his sword.
"Hey, master, I'm coming, I'm coming, this time it's that short-sighted kid looking for death!" At this moment, a beast roar came from midair.
I saw a mighty beast with a ferocious face descending from the sky. After looking around for a few times, it slapped Zhao Han's head with a slap.
Zhao Han, who had just come to his senses just now, was startled again, and subconsciously swung his sword to slash at it.
After all, it was just a clone of the beast soul, unable to exert its strongest strength, and Wu Wu was sent flying by his sword, but the clone has the advantage of being a clone, that is, as long as the deity is not destroyed, there is no danger of life.
"Aw, ow, how dare you make a move on this deity, this deity will scratch you to death!" Wu Wu was chopped off by his sword, but immediately, he rushed forward with his teeth and claws, scratching and scratching with his two little claws, and went straight to Zhao Han Go away at the bottom of the body.
Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded again. Is this Mu Hanyan's sword pet? This is the first time I have seen such an obscene sword pet.
Mu Hanyan was also a bit chilly, and it turned out that he was black when he was close to ink. Even Wuwu, one of the four great evil gods, was spoiled by his appearance.
No more worries, Mu Hanyan restrained her mind and continued to slash at Lu Junran with all her strength.
Just relying on two Flying Immortal Flying Immortals, which is equivalent to a fourth-level sword master's strike, cannot really hurt Liu Rulong. Wu Wu's beast soul clone is also limited in strength and cannot fight for a long time, so she only has a chance with this sword.
However, Mu Hanyan has absolute confidence in this sword.
"Good time." Lu Junran never dreamed that his careful calculation would fall into Mu Hanyan's arms. Unfortunately, his sword of Fenglongjianwu was also fired with all his strength, and the sword could not be changed even if it was too old. He could only grit his teeth and meet him.
Two sword glows, one falling to the ground like a meteor, and the other like a dragon soaring into the sky.
When the sword lights intersected, it was like a thunderbolt exploding, and the dazzling blue light and white light pierced people's eyes with pain.