"Nine days, star falls!" Mu Hanyan slashed out the long-lost energy in his body.
The slightly blue-colored snow-bright sword light streaked across the sky, and even the powerful power of law around it seemed to be cut open with a single sword.
The ice crystal dancing with the wind suddenly solidified, allowing the majestic sword light to cut through it.
Seeing this bizarre scene, Kang Qingyuan's expression froze, and there was a momentary blank in his mind, until the sword light was about to cut to his chest, before he suddenly came back to his senses, and the long sword was retracted in front of him.
"Choke..." With a clear sound, Kang Qingyuan had already been sent flying with his sword.
"How is it possible, how is it possible for you to have such a strong strength?" Kang Qingyuan bumped into the rock behind him with a bang, got up and spat out a mouthful of blood, and said in disbelief.
"Have you ever heard of a saying that pretends to be struck by lightning, it refers to people like you." Mu Hanyan smiled slightly, and slashed out with his sword again.
As she imagined, although the cultivation method of the temple is different from that of the Holy Court Continent, the level is the same. The strength of Kang Qingyuan's ninth-level god priest is actually comparable to that of a ninth-level swordsman. Yuanshi's strength has recovered to the first level of sword master, the gap is so big that one is in the sky and the other is in the ground.
Kang Qingyuan actually dared to put on a show in front of her, isn't that courting death
He suffered a big loss as soon as he came up, how dare Kang Qingyuan be careless in the slightest.
"Endless cold winter, bestow on me the power of ice and snow, the power of ice..." Kang Qingyuan chanted in a low voice as he slapped the sword formula on his left, displaying his strongest magic.
It's a pity that before he finished singing, the terrifying sword light came before his eyes again. Mu Hanyan had previously discovered that the more powerful the priest's magic, the more difficult it seems to be to perform. Not only does it require the assistance of sword formulas, but it also needs to be chanted, and the speed of casting is much slower. Although she didn't pay much attention to Kang Qingyuan's strength, she would never give him any chance to stand up.
"Pfft..." Kang Qingyuan spurted blood from his mouth, and flew out again with his sword.
"How could you have such a strong strength, no, no, this is not priest magic, this is the Holy Court sword!" Kang Qingyuan spat out blood, but suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, pointing at Mu Hanyan and said in shock .
"You're right." Mu Hanyan nodded. When Sikong Qinglan was sent away, she never thought about concealing her identity, and she didn't care if Kang Qingyuan found out, anyway, Mu Hanyan wasn't going to let him leave alive.
"So you are from the Holy Court, no wonder, no wonder." Kang Qingyuan suddenly realized.
He had thought it strange before that since Mu Hanyan was a natural priest of the gods, how could she practice some martial arts, but now he realized that her martial arts were just a cover, and the real powerful one was the sword of the court.
"It's good if you understand, then you don't have any regrets, you can go on the road." Mu Hanyan cut out the long sword again. For this kind of enemy who can threaten her life, she will naturally not have the slightest mercy.
"Do you really think that you can kill me with your swordsmanship?" Kang Qingyuan stood up fiercely, and also slashed out with his sword.
Mu Hanyan didn't hesitate at all with that sword move, nor did he pause for a moment. Kang Qingyuan obviously didn't have time to sing and strike the sword formula, and there wasn't even a gleam of light seeping out of that sword stroke, and he couldn't even feel the fluctuation of the power of law No matter how you look at it, it seems like an instinctive counterattack before dying.
However, at the moment when the two swords intersected, Mu Hanyan realized that this sword was not as simple as he thought.
A powerful force surged along the long sword, and Mu Hanyan felt a numbness in his wrist, and was shocked to take half a step back.
This power is by no means the power of the priest's magic, nor is it the power of the burst of swordsmanship, but more like the pure power brought by martial arts.
Did this old guy also practice martial arts? Just when Mu Hanyan was secretly surprised, Kang Qingyuan twisted his arm suddenly, and stabbed Mu Hanyan with his long sword across a slanting arc.
The arc of the sword was so subtle and weird, for a moment, Mu Hanyan couldn't find a way to break it, and was forced to retreat again and again.
No, it's not martial arts. Martial arts don't have such exquisite skills. Could it be the Holy Court Sword Art? Immediately, Mu Hanyan also denied this guess. This sword move is too weird, and it even violates the structure of the human body. There is no such sword skill in the Holy Court Continent!
Just when Mu Hanyan was secretly hesitating, Kang Qingyuan suddenly let out a long cry, and the long sword slashed out wildly.
Although this sword did not have the strength of the sword, nor the power of the law of the priest's magic, it was majestic, majestic and domineering. The pure and powerful power even made Mu Hanyan secretly speechless.
What's even more frightening is that the sword's power was as violent as a storm, and it actually sealed Mu Hanyan's front, back, left, and right sides.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, who would have believed that such a sword technique came from a temple priest.
"Xingluo, Bahuang!" Mu Hanyan had no way to avoid, no way to retreat, so he gritted his teeth and displayed his strongest sword skill!
"Choke!" The two long swords slashed head-on, making a crisp sound, and sparks flew out.
Mu Hanyan's whole body was shaken, her strongest strike without reservation failed to repel Kang Qingyuan, the two long swords stuck together and fell into a stalemate.
Mu Hanyan was taken aback. Her strength had already recovered to almost the fifth level of a swordsman. Relying on the power of the sword, her energy exploded to the extreme. With at least ten thousand catties of strength, she was unable to repel Kang Qingyuan. You must know that his sword has no strength at all, and it has nothing to do with the priest's magic, but pure power. How strong should this power be
Mu Hanyan couldn't even figure it out, how could he bear such a huge force without the protection of strength, and without the body baptized by the priest's magic.
What surprised her even more was still behind, the two long swords were stuck together, as if they were firmly stuck together, she couldn't do it even if she wanted to retreat the sword, and that powerful force also followed the long sword, It hit her meridians.
This power is so violent, and it is full of aura of destruction.
Mu Hanyan felt a sweetness in her throat, and spit out a mouthful of blood. Several meridians also ruptured at the same time, and several wounds appeared on the hand holding the sword, which was dripping with blood for a while.
"Being able to travel through the void and come to God's Continent, you must have a high status in the Holy Court. What's even more rare is that even after arriving in God's Continent, you still have such aptitude. If you take time, maybe you will become the peak of the Holy Land. Strong man, even the God Lord and the Holy Lord will look up to your glory. But it's a pity that you met me." Kang Qingyuan said with a ferocious face, and there was some inexplicable excitement in his eyes.