After getting rid of the last two martial arts experts, the two and one beast did not linger, stretched their bodies, stepped into the void, and flew to Mu Hanyan's side.
"Master, I'm back." Aolai knelt down in front of Mu Hanyan.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Mu Hanyan reached out and stroked the top of Aolai's head, saying with great emotion.
Ever since Feilaifeng guessed the connection between Aolai and her, she has been waiting, waiting for him to recover his memory and return to her side.
In Aolai's eyes, two drops of clear tears flowed down.
"Roar!" Ao Lai raised his head to the sky and roared again. The mane swayed with the wind, burning like a flame, and a pair of gleaming golden saddle appeared on its body, but it looked even more mighty and domineering.
Mu Hanyan understood, turned over and stepped onto the saddle.
In an instant, the glazed armor, the Xingyue battle crown, the blood shield of the underworld god, and the Cangxuan cloud gauze on her body all emitted dazzling golden light.
A feeling of connectedness and blood connection also emerged in her heart. At this moment, she and Aolai are indistinguishable from each other.
"Kill!" Mu Hanyan slashed out with his long sword.
All the divine power is condensed in this sword, and the power of the Aolai Divine Beast is also condensed in this sword. Mu Hanyan's strength doubled, and even the Shenwu Samurai Soul behind him was suddenly raised, almost as tall as the deity.
"Roar!" Aolai spewed out a pure white flame. Although all the power of a divine beast is condensed in Mu Hanyan's sword, he still has the innate instinct of a divine beast. This divine beast still has the power to burn the body and destroy the soul when refining fire, and it is by no means weaker than ordinary martial arts powerhouses.
"Kill!" Beside Ye Lanyan, Fen Qianji, Divine Master and Holy Master, Feng Qingyu and others shot at the same time.
Po Cang's complexion changed drastically, he raised the long knife violently, and slashed out with all his strength.
Amidst the loud bang, Po Cang flew out with a knife.
Without the support of the martial spirit warrior, he could only fight Mu Hanyan and the others to a draw, not to mention that the opponent had two more martial arts experts, Ye Lanyan and Fen Qianji, and one of them was stronger than ordinary martial arts experts. Terrible beast of pride.
"Bahuang, Shenyun!" Without giving Po Cang a chance to breathe, Mu Hanyan slashed out with his sword again.
With the support of the divine beast of Aolai, she doesn't have to worry about the loss of divine power at all, and can continue to use her strongest attack.
"Heavenly Sword, Kill God!"
"Shenhuo, silence!"
"Shengwei, god!"
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Of course, Ye Lanyan and the others would not stop at this time, and at the same time they used their swords with all their strength.
In the void, beams of sword light exploded, and a powerful air mechanism burst out, stirring up layers of turbulent currents, such as surging waves, and even a few nearby nebulae were shaken to pieces.
One sword, two swords, three swords... nine swords, ten swords... even Mu Hanyan couldn't remember how many swords he had struck.
Finally, Mu Hanyan stopped. At this time, she had almost exhausted all her divine power, and even the Aolai beast under her seat trembled slightly, panting heavily.
This is true even for her, not to mention the others, except for Ye Lanyan and Fen Qianji who still maintained their standing postures, and even the Divine Master and the Holy Master were hunched over and could no longer straighten their waists.
Although the two of them are also strong in the realm of divine martial arts, they are too old after all, and the divine master has not fully refined the original divine power. In his own words, they can only be regarded as false gods. It means that the refined blood was absorbed from the guardian descendants of the gods at the beginning, similar to the situation of the god master, who has long been exhausted after a long battle.
Except for the few of them, including Feng Qingyu, the others had long since exhausted their physical strength and could no longer stay in the void, so they had to retreat to the Holy Continent.
But this all-out attack was not in vain. On the opposite side, floating feebly in the void, the battle armor on his body had already been shattered, revealing scars with deep bone visible, even the magic knife that could break through the void was broken in two. As for his martial spirit, he had already been turned into nothingness under the sword light of Mu Hanyan and others.
"I underestimated you." Po Cang straightened up slowly, seated in the void, and said to Mu Hanyan while spitting out blood.
Mu Hanyan didn't speak, turned over from Aolai's back, held the Hanxiao sword, and walked towards Po Cang with difficulty.
It can be seen that Po Cang is at the end of his strength, and she can kill him completely with just one sword strike, leaving no future troubles.
"You want to kill me, do you think you can really kill me?" Po Cang's face suddenly showed a trace of absolute smile.
not good! Although Mu Hanyan had already probed clearly with his divine sense, at this time the Po Cang meridian was completely broken, and even his soul was severely injured. He was as weak as an ordinary person and had no strength at all, but seeing Po Cang She still felt instinctively uneasy with that absolute smile on her face.
Without the slightest hesitation, Mu Hanyan flew away with all her strength, piercing Po Cang's heart with a sword.
"You can't kill me, you can't kill me!" Po Cang suddenly let out a burst of crazy laughter, and half of the long knife in his hand slashed across his chest fiercely.
One slash, one slash, and another slash, just when Mu Hanyan's long sword pierced his heart, and he was only a hair away from his heart, he finally made the last slash. His heart was crushed violently, blood gushed out from his chest, and his face twisted and twitched, revealing an expression of extreme pain.
But at this moment, a strange rune appeared on his chest, and the blood flowing out of the wound turned into red gold, flowing out of his body, burning like a flame.
One after another ancient breaths gathered from all over the void and melted into his body.
Mu Hanyan had already pierced his heart, and the long sword that was just barely able to pierce the heart, seemed to be blocked by the hardest meteorite in the world, and could no longer advance an inch.
"The blood of the ancient gods and demons is not only in Zhanyuan, but also in me. Do you know that for hundreds of millions of years, I don't know how many powerful demons have fallen into this void, and the power of gods and demons they left behind can be used for me. So, you can’t kill me.” Po Cang said with a cold smile, and slowly stood up.
Mu Hanyan's heart sank suddenly. Although Po Cang's words were a bit unclear, she still understood. Just like those ancient powerhouses in God's Punishment Prison who left divine power and hostility after death, the powerhouses of the demon race will also leave behind the power of gods and demons after death, floating in the void, Po Cang possesses the power of ancient gods and demons. Blood, the power of these gods and demons can be used by him.
Judging from the absoluteness in his previous eyes, self-mutilation and even crushing his heart to form runes, it is not easy to borrow the power of these gods and demons, and it is very likely that he himself will pay a heavy price.