Seeing the determination in Mu Hanyan's eyes, Ye Yi'an shook his head and sighed secretly. As a former deacon of the Holy Court, he certainly knows the arrogance of the saints, and most of the saints in front of him are the same.
But no matter how arrogant you are, you should know the priorities, haven't you heard of people who have to bow their heads under the eaves? Still too young, too young.
While Ye Yi'an sighed, he also made a secret decision. If the saint couldn't hold on later, he would protect her even if he tried his best.
Mu Hanyan didn't know what Ye Yi'an was thinking, her mind was highly concentrated, and she gently held the Hanxiao sword in her hand.
This is her first battle in the Continent of Gods. Although the opponent's strength is measured by the standards of the Holy Court Continent, it is as weak as an ant, but don't forget that she is also suppressed to the point where only five swordsmen are left. What's worse, this strength can't be easily used unless you are ready to kill someone.
Therefore, even in the face of an ant, Mu Hanyan was still not careless. Don't underestimate any opponent, this is also her consistent creed.
"Mu Hanyan, die to me!" Kang Zihe pinched the sword formula and slashed out again.
A piece of fire came out through the sword, forming a burning fireball, and flew towards Mu Hanyan head-on, much faster than before.
There were bursts of smirks on his face. Although he didn't know how Mu Hanyan escaped the catastrophe just now, he never believed that she could ignore his priest's magic again and again.
And since she has not become a priest of the temple, she will naturally not be able to perform decent priest magic, let alone pose any threat to herself. As long as she keeps attacking, she will be dragged to death!
Having made up his mind, before the fireball flew to Mu Hanyan's body, he played the second hand formula and whispered softly, and the second flame gradually appeared on the long sword.
At this moment, Mu Hanyan suddenly swung the long sword, his expression became extremely dignified.
"Pretentious!" Kang Zihe sneered contemptuously.
But immediately, he couldn't laugh anymore.
On Mu Hanyan's Xuehan long sword, a fiery red light suddenly flashed, and then, a ball of fire shot out through the sword, colliding violently with the oncoming fireball.
Amidst the loud bang, a ball of fire rushed into the air and sprinkled thousands of streams of light, as if someone was setting off fireworks in broad daylight.
"What's going on here?" Kang Zihe was taken aback. The fireball released by Mu Hanyan was as powerful as his priest magic. The strangest thing was that the breath in it was so familiar.
At the moment when Kang Zi and Shen Shen lost their minds, Mu Hanyan suddenly jumped up.
Kang Zihe felt a blur in front of his eyes, and subconsciously stretched out his sword to block it, but it was already too late. He felt a pain in his wrist, and the long sword fell to the ground, and then, a fist as beautiful as jade fat appeared in front of his eyes, constantly magnifying and magnifying, and he could even smell the faint fragrance from his hand.
But the next moment, what he smelled was thick blood. Two nosebleeds spurted out, and my mind was spinning for a while, and Kang Zi and he fell to the ground with a plop.
Immediately afterwards, a storm of fists and kicks landed on him. Although he felt very ashamed, although he felt very shameless, he still couldn't help but scream like ghosts and wolves.
"Don't you want to test Miss Ben's strength? Get up, get up and try, you dare to bully me, you don't know how to live or die." Miss Mu punched and kicked Kang Zi and cursed at her inexplicably. road.
Even she herself can't remember how long it has been since she fought with others like this. It seems that since Huayue and Zirong came to her side, she has never had a chance to intervene in this kind of rough work.
It's been a long time since she moved her fists or feet like this, and when she moved occasionally, Sister Mu felt comfortable all over her body, and even the depression in her chest eased a lot.
In fact, she didn't want to do this kind of rough and tiring work, but she couldn't help it, and she had no other choice. Although relying on the Xuanhuang Qi to integrate the power of Kangzi and the previous fireball, she can counterattack Kangzi and catch him by surprise, but she will also be injured, just like facing the slate pig before.
It's okay to use this method once or twice, but if you use it too much, she may be seriously injured and die before others do it.
However, he couldn't use the fifth-level swordsman's cultivation base, and the only thing Mu Hanyan could use was pure strength. Since getting that bracelet, her power has increased exponentially. Although as her strength increases step by step, the increase in combat power brought by this simple power is extremely limited, and it is often useless at all, but in At this time, it can be of great help.
Mu Hanyan has long discovered that although Mu Tu and others have no cultivation base, their physical strength is much stronger than ordinary people in the Holy Court Continent, comparable to low-level swordsmen, that is to say, as long as she does not use the Holy Court Continent Unique sword skills, if you just use strength, it will never arouse others' suspicion.
Kang Zihe's priestly magic seems powerful, but when it comes to close combat, how can he compare with Mu Hanyan, who has been practicing sword skills since childhood! As soon as he lost his mind, he was knocked to the ground by Mu Hanyan.
But I know my own affairs best. Mu Hanyan knows that once Kang Zihe is relieved, he is definitely not his opponent if he doesn't want to reveal his identity.
While you are sick, I will kill you! At a time like this, Mu Hanyan certainly wouldn't hold back.
In the past and present, all the skills used for close combat fell on Kang Zihe without stopping, and all of them were the most vulnerable parts of his body, the most sensitive to pain, and easily made people lose the will to resist. The insidiousness, despicability, and viciousness of that move made people jump in fear. Among them, it even included the insidious tricks learned from Huayue Zirong. Before changing, Miss Mu might still despise these tricks as too dirty, but now she doesn't bother to pay attention to so many.
Amidst the heart-piercing screams, Kang Zi and the little white face with oily hair and flour noodles had turned into pig heads at some point, probably even his own mother would not be able to recognize them.
All around, there was a dead silence. Looking at Miss Mu who was punching and kicking violently, and looking at Kang Zihe who had already turned into a pig's head on the ground, everyone was terrified—why didn't they see before that this delicate and beautiful girl was so fierce! So cruel! So vicious! so despicable! in this way…
Even the guards brought by Kang Zihe were completely dumbfounded. No one dared to step forward to stop Sister Mu, who was beckoning ferociously and viciously.