Obviously, the marrow cutting and marrow cutting in front of him is different from the usual so-called marrow cutting, and the power contained in the colorful water droplets condensed from the mist on the beast soul pool is not simple.
All the strange beasts raised their heads and looked at the strange beast standing in the middle of the beast soul pool, with reverence in their eyes, as if they were paying homage to him. The surrounding atmosphere is also more solemn and grand.
Suddenly, there was a scream, and the golden light flashed, and the drop of water burst suddenly, turning into a drizzle and flying down.
Only then did everyone see that the golden light turned out to be a short golden arrow. This short arrow is somewhat similar to the cloud-piercing arrow seen at Beining Pass, but its speed is hundreds of times faster. In terms of speed, it is probably not much worse than some legendary artifacts.
The arrow came so suddenly, and the speed was so fast, neither Mu Hanyan and the others, nor the strange beasts were prepared. By the time they reacted, the colorful drop of water had broken into pieces. rain.
The whole body of the strange beast that was cutting its veins and washing its marrow trembled like a lightning strike, and suddenly a mouthful of blood spewed out. The body that had recovered some vitality was rapidly aging, and its expression became extremely painful.
All the strange beasts just woke up like a dream, suddenly turned their heads, looked at Mu Hanyan and others and roared in unison.
"Oops!" Only then did Mu Hanyan realize that the short golden arrow just now flew out in their direction.
"Don't be impulsive, the arrow just now has nothing to do with us." Zhuang Pingan also realized that something was wrong, and quickly explained.
It's a pity that the ignited strange beast would never listen to his explanation. Besides, apart from them, there is no one else around here. All the strange beasts raised their bodies and charged up with wild roars.
"Hahahaha, Mu Hanyan is dead." Behind the cliff in the distance, Han Yutang watched the thousands of strange beasts rushing towards him in a rage, and smiled proudly in a low voice.
"This is the Spiritual Heart Arrow. It's really powerful. It can hit it from such a distance." The servant said half-flattering and half-seriously. To be able to accurately hit a drop of water from such a long distance, not to mention Han Yutang, even ordinary sword masters may not have such a good aim, the key lies in the exquisite short bow in Han Yutang's hand.
"Nonsense, this Spiritual Heart Arrow was obtained by Master and his old man from Beiyuan Wuyuan. It is said that when it is intact, it has the power to kill gods and demons. Unfortunately, the damage is too serious, and Master and his old man's strength cannot completely destroy it." Repair it, otherwise I can kill that old strange beast with one arrow." Han Yutang said triumphantly.
The attendant curled his lips quietly. If you really want to completely repair it, you may not be able to use it with your strength. Of course, he just thought about this in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out of his mouth.
"That is, that is, the artifact obtained from Beiyuan Wuyuan is not comparable to an ordinary magic weapon." The follower said in his tone.
"Don't look at the gentleness of these alien beasts in the beast spirit illusion, but they ruined their ancestral soul sacrifice and caused the old alien beast to vomit blood. These alien beasts are afraid that they will go crazy with anger. Even if Mu Hanyan has the ability to reach the sky, He will also be torn to pieces by those strange beasts, hehehehe." His compliment made Han Yutang very satisfied, Han Yutang said triumphantly while putting away his short bow, and couldn't help but smirk again after speaking.
The follower also laughed a few times, but when he smiled, he couldn't laugh anymore.
What Han Yutang said was right, the ancestral soul sacrifice was interrupted by an arrow, and the old strange beasts spat out blood. Those strange beasts were indeed like crazy, bared their teeth and roared loudly. The beasts roared like thunder in their ears, and the ground trembled violently, as if everything that stood in front of them would be torn into pieces and crushed into powder.
Although the two of them were still far away, the strange beast was coming towards them. If it couldn't hold back its menacing appearance, it was very likely that they would be crushed together. After all, that hidden talisman can only cover up their aura, but it is impossible to hide their figure.
"Or, let's go down first." The servant said tentatively.
"Well, go down first, go down first, anyway, Mu Hanyan is dead, so it doesn't make sense for us to stay here." Han Yutang grew up in a honeypot, he had never seen such a posture, and he was a little guilty, the servant said Just as he wanted, the two used their hands and feet together, and slid down the cliff again.
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"Quick back!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Mu Hanyan yelled at Zhuang Ping'an and the others.
Zhuang Ping'an and the others had long been terrified by the violent aura of the alien beast, and they didn't care about taming the sword pet, so they turned around and rushed towards the cliff.
Although there is a restriction on the outside of the mountain, it is not obvious on the inside, and their strength is not greatly affected. But don't forget, the alien beasts gathered in the Beast Soul Spring are all strong. The weakest ones are equivalent to the sixth-level and seventh-level sword masters, and the strong ones have reached the realm of great sword masters. The number is still theirs. As many as dozens of times, a little hesitation at this time may bring death.
Not long after, the crowd widened the gap. Zhuang Pingan, Sang Qinghe and other masters of the Great Sword Master Realm ran at the front, and those practitioners who were weak in strength fell far behind. If nothing unexpected happened, Most of them couldn't escape, either they were buried under the claws and fangs of strange beasts, or they were trampled into pulp.
But at this moment of life and death, if you can't even save your own life, who can take care of them
"Where's Young Master Mu?" Zhuang Ping'an suddenly asked as he got closer to the cliff on one side of the mountain.
Mu Hanyan's strength is a bit higher than that of them, and it is reasonable to say that his speed will be much faster than them, but Zhuang Ping'an did not see her figure.
Sang Qinghe and the others were also a little surprised. They slowed down and turned their heads to look, all of them were slightly taken aback.
Mu Hanyan turned his back to him, and slowly drew out his long sword facing the strange beast that was coming like a tide.
Huayue and Zirong stood guard on both sides of her, and they all summoned their sword pets with stern expressions.
Yue Fanchen took Long Ya and others to guard her side.
"What is she going to do?" Zhuang Ping'an was taken aback, subconsciously stopped, and Sang Qinghe and others also stopped.
Soon, they understood Mu Hanyan's intentions. The closer they got to the cliff, the more oppressed they were, and their speed became slower and slower, but those strange beasts were not affected at all.
Don't look at the few of them leaving the strange beasts far behind for the time being, but once they climbed the cliff, they would be overtaken by the strange beasts soon. Once they fell into a tight siege when their cultivation base was suppressed, they would have no chance at all.
Mu Hanyan obviously wanted to block the beasts and give them a chance to escape.
Looking at Mu Hanyan, and then looking at those companions who were left behind by them, Zhuang Ping'an, Sang Qinghe and others all showed shame, and felt that the blood was instantly ignited, and went straight to the sky.
Looking at each other, they gritted their teeth, drew their swords and rushed back.
Seeing that they were clearly running in the front, but turned back, the others were startled, subconsciously turned their heads to look, and their hearts were shocked.
Although the strength is uneven, as the descendants of the guardian of the gods who have awakened blood, and the elites cultivated by major families or royal families, their reactions are of course not bad, and they quickly understand Mu Hanyan's intentions.
If what Mu Hanyan did before was more about saving their face, then at this moment, Mu Hanyan was protecting them with his life. The blood in their bodies was instantly ignited, and they rushed back without hesitation.
Soon, only one person remained in place, and it was Zhao Sining.
Looking at the strange beasts that were rushing wildly, looking at Mu Hanyan's slender but firm back, and looking at those companions who turned back, his expression became extremely complicated.
"A bunch of idiots." After a while, Zhao Sining muttered, although he looked disdainful, he still turned around.