Could it be that the foundation was damaged in the void? Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan felt a chill in her heart.
The last time Yue Fanchen injured his foundation, he was healed only by that sword intent and her divine blood healing. If it was her own, who could heal
"Moo!" I was thinking wildly in my heart, when I heard a beast roar sounding behind me.
The sound of rumbling hooves followed, and the ground trembled accordingly. Mu Hanyan turned his head and saw a huge wild boar rushing towards him with whistling white air.
Slate pig! Mu Hanyan is no stranger to this kind of scary beast. He has seen a lot of it in the Longyan Mountains before.
To put it bluntly, the slate pig is extremely powerful compared to ordinary beasts, but as a strange beast, it is definitely not powerful. There is a world of difference between top-notch beasts like Stone Warcraft. Even if Mu Hanyan failed to be promoted to the Sword Master as he wished, he didn't take this kind of beast seriously.
Things that don't have long eyes, you really think that you are being bullied by a dog... oh no, you are being bullied by a pig, and the bullying is actually on the head of Miss Ben!
"Nine days, the stars fall." Mu Hanyan cut it off with a single sword strike.
Ever since the Holy Lord appeared in the sky, she has been oppressed to the point where she has no chance to stand up, and she has been depressed to death, so she was not polite to this short-eyed slate pig at all. Bahuang's trump card.
Of course, with her strength at this time, even if it is not the strongest attack, it is enough to change the color of the world and darken the sun and the moon. I dare not say destroy the world, but it is also enough to turn the world upside down.
However, when the sword light was cut out, Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that not only was the speed of his energy running much slower, but his power had also dropped sharply.
That sword light was so soft and powerless, not to mention the sun, moon, and sky had changed color, Mu Hanyan didn't see much light shining from the long sword at all.
It seemed that he overestimated himself before. With such a sword power, it would be good to be at the fifth level of a swordsman.
Fifth rank of swordsman, fighting against a slate pig that is equivalent to second rank and third rank of swordsman? You don't need to guess the ending, there is absolutely no other possibility except being tortured to death and trampled into meat.
What shocked Mu Hanyan even more was that the slate pig roared while running, and then spit out an ice pick. That's right, it was no longer whistling white air, but a glittering, cold ice pick. , that sharp awl tip exudes a strong breath of death.
The slate pig actually sprayed ice. What kind of slate pig is this? No matter how much it mutates, it won't mutate like this.
"Xingluo, Bahuang!" Mu Hanyan was taken aback. He didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't dare to keep his strength. The Xingluo Bahuang at the bottom of the box was finally displayed.
The sword finally clicked decently, and a white sword glow with a faint blue color passed by like lightning, colliding with the ice cone in the air.
A piece of ice crystals fell, like a harbinger of the approaching winter and snowstorm.
It's a pity that this is a slightly decent sword, but its power is still very limited. Although the ice cone was cut in half, the remaining half of the icicle still flew towards Mu Hanyan.
Mu Hanyan's heart was also like falling into an ice cave. She could have used three swords, but this time she only used one sword, which almost exhausted her energy.
Since he couldn't beat him, he could only run. Although he didn't have much energy left, but Mu Hanyan and Qingyun Feiyu, with the speed of this magic weapon comparable to a sword master, running for his life would definitely be no problem.
Although it is a bit embarrassing for a majestic great swordsman to be forced to escape by a slate pig, but at this time, Miss Mu can't care about embarrassment or embarrassment.