"Impossible, you can't have such a strong strength, you...you..." Wei Xiaotian said intermittently while vomiting blood, pointing at Mu Hanyan, but unfortunately, before he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and passed out .
"Master Saint." An Lihong and other deacons of the holy court just woke up like a dream, and before they had time to think about how Mu Hanyan defeated Wei Xiaotian, they hurried forward to support him.
An Lihong took out the elixir and gave it to Wei Xiaotian.
"Deacon An, why don't you send Lord Saint back first." Another deacon patted him, then gave him a look and said.
An Lihong came to his senses violently. Wei Xiaotian had murderous intentions towards Mu Hanyan in the first place, but now he lost face at her hands. If he wakes up now, he might fight desperately with Mu Hanyan. Wake up, just send him back, so as not to cause any trouble again.
"Send them to Shengyun Peak first, and the Lord Holy Master will meet them when he leaves the customs." An Lihong and other deacons gave instructions to the other disciples of the Holy Court, and carried Wei Xiaotian away quickly.
In fact, with their strength, it is enough to escort Wei Xiaotian back alone, but now they understand that these guardians of the gods from mainland countries are not so easy to bully, especially Mu Hanyan, who is even more terrifyingly powerful. Regarding the grievances between Wei Xiaotian and Mu Hanyan, they didn't dare to step into the muddy water anymore, and took advantage of this opportunity to keep them at a respectful distance.
"Master Mu, I didn't expect you to be so powerful. It made us worry for nothing." A young man about twenty-five or six years old stepped forward and said, looking at Mu Hanyan with respect .
"Earlier, I heard my great-grandfather say that Young Master Mu is a genius of heaven, and his future cultivation will be limitless. It is by no means comparable to us. I still don't believe it, and I am also a little bit dissatisfied. I just found out today that my great-grandfather still underestimated Young Master Mu. Why wait until the future?" , it’s already beyond our reach.” Another man in his early thirties also said with a wry smile.
He is already a great sword master. At his age, he can be regarded as a genius in all the mainland countries. Even in the Holy Court, except for the few remaining members of the Twelve Saints, there are not many who are better than him. He has always been proud of his talent. It was not until he met Mu Hanyan today that he knew what it meant to be someone who is beyond others and someone who is beyond others.
Mu Hanyan was secretly ashamed. Until now, she still didn't know where the hundreds of mysterious powers came from. When it comes to real strength, she may not be stronger than the master of the great sword master in front of her.
At this time, the guardian descendants of gods from other countries also came forward to congratulate.
"Alas!" Suddenly, a man suddenly exclaimed, staggered and almost fell to the ground. It was the previous master of the sword master realm.
"What's wrong?" A companion supported him.
"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired, as if I just went through a big battle, and my whole body's strength has been exhausted." The man said while sitting cross-legged quickly, recovering his strength through exercise.
"If you don't tell me, I don't feel it. Why am I so tired? It seems like I was the one who fought just now." The companion also showed fatigue, and quickly sat down cross-legged.
Only then did the others realize that they were in the same situation. Although they didn't make a move, at least 50% of their energy was lost, so they immediately sat down and exercised their energy to adjust their breath.
After a while, more than a hundred guardian descendants of gods from all over the world sat down cross-legged with tired faces and began to practice on the spot.
Looking at the exhausted faces, Mu Hanyan was inexplicably shocked: Could it be that the hundreds of mysterious powers just now came from them
Subconsciously looking at Huayue and the others, they were equally surprised.
After getting along for so long, they knew Mu Hanyan's strength very well. They also knew that even if the five of them worked together to activate the five magic weapons and raise Mu Hanyan's combat power to the level of a sword master, it would be difficult for Wei Xiaotian to match.
In their expectation, the best result is that Mu Hanyan will go all out, let Wei Xiaotian see how powerful she is, know that she is not the kind of soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others, and then retreat in spite of difficulties. It is said that Mu Hanyan defeated Wei Xiaotian, such an almost whimsical result, they dare not imagine.
After all, the gap is so huge. The Juggernaut who forcibly ascended by relying on the five magic tools is still different from the real Juggernaut. There is no chance at all.
What's more, Mu Hanyan only has the chance to strike three times. If all the talents and supernatural powers of the few of them are blessed on her body, she may be able to exhaust her energy with just one strike, and the few of them will not Exhaustion will follow.
But no one expected that the miracle that even they thought was impossible would appear again. With just one strike, Mu Hanyan defeated Wei Xiaotian neatly and made him vomit blood and pass out.
And after this sword, Mu Hanyan was full of energy and energy, and he was completely different from the exhaustion and powerlessness after practicing with Feng Qingyu last time. What shocked them even more was that they themselves were not as energetic as last time. Exhausted, at most only a third of his energy was consumed.
It wasn't until the other hundreds of guardian descendants of the gods fell to the ground one by one and quickly adjusted their breaths that they vaguely understood what was going on: it turned out that this time Mu Hanyan not only borrowed the strength of several of them, but also The power of the other guardian descendants of the gods was all condensed on her alone, and it was precisely with the power of these hundred people that she unexpectedly gave Wei Xiaotian an unforgettable memory for a lifetime.
What's going on here, obviously there are only five magic weapons, and obviously only five people have played swordsmanship, so why are all the powers of the guardian descendants of the gods used by Mu Hanyan? Even if they wanted to break their heads, they couldn't think of the reason.
Mu Hanyan was also thinking hard, carefully recalling the process of that sword. Suddenly, Mu Hanyan's heart moved. It seemed that at the same time that the sword was slashed, everyone's minds were concentrated on her. In the emptiness, her mind seemed to merge with theirs.
Could this be the reason? It's a pity that Wei Xiaotian was defeated in the first battle, and Mu Hanyan couldn't verify his guess.
"Oh, why did Wei Xiaotian leave? I should have killed him just now." Ye Yanran patted her forehead suddenly and said annoyedly.
The remaining disciples of the Holy Court glanced at Ye Yanran, and subconsciously wiped off their cold sweat: Ruthless, really ruthless!
One of the only five surviving members of the dignified Twelve Saints, did you say that there was no psychological pressure at the time of killing? Do you think you are killing chickens