What a weird talent! Mu Hanyan has never heard of any exercises in this world that can transform damage into her own strength, which is obviously due to her innate supernatural powers.
Of course, the reason for this is not important, what is important is that Mu Hanyan once again understood the truth, it is really a terrible thing to get mentally ill.
"Mu Hanyan, I'm going to kill you, Lingxian, watch carefully, I'll avenge your blood hatred!" Zhao Sining was bleeding profusely all over his body, getting closer and closer to Ao Fangchen, and suddenly looked up again shouted.
"Pfft!" Mu Hanyan almost spit it out. It was only then that she realized that it was not only Ao Fangchen who was worried about by the mental illness, but also herself.
It wasn't just Mu Hanyan who was surprised. Hearing Zhao Sining's roar full of hatred, Ao Fangchen was also slightly taken aback, and his palm also weakened slightly.
Although this change is extremely subtle, how could Mu Hanyan miss this rare opportunity with how keen his six senses are.
Without any hesitation, Mu Hanyan slashed out with his sword again.
Under the suppression of Ao Fangchen's strength, no matter how strong their defense is, they will eventually be breached. Only by attacking can they have a glimmer of life, and this time is the best opportunity!
Although Yue Fanchen didn't have as keen six senses as Mu Hanyan, his reaction was not slow at all. When he saw Mu Hanyan make a move, he immediately suppressed the injury, grasped the long sword tightly and followed Ao Fangchen to attack!
"Mu Hanyan, die to me!" Zhao Sining also slashed at Ao Fangchen with his sword.
This sword is so full of hatred, and this sword is so absolutely regretless!
Even though Mu Hanyan was concentrating on responding to the enemy, she still almost staggered and fell to the ground when she heard this. She really didn't understand that Ao Fangchen's white hair and the folds on his face were not even remotely similar to her, let alone What's important is that he is clearly by Zhao Sining's side, how does he regard Ao Fangchen as himself.
However, Mu Hanyan didn't have the time to think so much. The last sword was a life-and-death sword, and she couldn't be distracted at all, so that funny thought just flashed through her mind like lightning. Immediately, she Put all your mind into that sword.
The three sword glows converged again, and the strange brilliance flashed alternately. The completely different sword intents merged perfectly, like the cycle of life and death.
"Looking for death!" Ao Fangchen didn't expect that it was because of his stunned effort that the opponent found another chance to fight back. Seeing those sword lights attacking his eyes like lightning, he shouted in surprise and anger.
It's a shame, it's really a shame, as one of the elders with the most transcendent status in the Holy Court, he used 90% of his combat power, but he couldn't control a few juniors who didn't even come to the sword master, and even Give the opponent a chance to fight back.
Under shame and anger, Ao Fangchen finally used 100% of his combat power.
The three of Mu Hanyan tried their best to strike with their swords, and they were less than half a foot away from Ao Fangchen's chest. At this moment, those two huge palms slammed down.
An endless and huge force rushed toward us like a volcanic eruption. The sword light that the three of them cut together seemed to be tightly held by an invisible big hand, and they couldn't move forward any more. Melting as quickly as ice cubes under the scorching sun.
After all, it's still a game of chess! Mu Hanyan sighed secretly.
Although the three of them teamed up, Mu Hanyan's sword power broke out beyond expectations, but the gap is the gap.