At this time, Mu Hanyan's sword was still in full swing, how could he resist Qu Shanhai's angry sword? Mu Hanyan quickly withdrew her sword and returned to defense, and with a loud "choke", she was sent flying with her sword.
The gap is the gap. Although her real combat power has surpassed the ninth-level swordsman, she can fight with the tenth-level swordsman, but Qu Shanhai is not an ordinary swordsman, he is only one step away from the swordsman. It can be regarded as the top existence of the swordsman level.
Mu Hanyan stumbled and backed up a dozen steps before he managed to stabilize his body, and a thread of blood was already oozing from the tiger's mouth.
It turned out that the old man's strength was so terrifying, Mu Hanyan turned around and wanted to run away without even thinking about it.
However, Qu Shanhai was seriously injured by her two great swordsmen in front of her face, so how could she belittle her at all, and would not give her this chance at all. Several swords attacked Mu Hanyan.
The momentum of the sword is like a tide, and the wind and clouds are thunderous, like a tsunami storm, or like a group of peaks pressing down on the top. With the lessons of Zong Dingfang and He Songhua, Qu Shanhai didn't spare any effort and would never give him any more chances.
Facing the storm-like attack, Mu Hanyan had no chance to fight back, nor did he have a chance to play tricks, so he could only swing his long sword and resist his attack with all his strength.
A piece of frost and snow fluttered in front of her, but it was not a complete phantom. Every snowflake, every drop of frost crystal was full of fierce energy, bringing a deep chill.
Even compared to a real great swordsman, Mu Hanyan's sword transformation with the help of the Hanxiao Sword is not much weaker, but it is obviously a little bit worse to resist Qu Shanhai's offensive.
Soon, several scars appeared on Mu Hanyan's shoulders and legs, and the white frost and snow also showed bright red blossoms, which looked so coquettish and poignant.
"Hand over the dragon blood stone and let you live." Seeing that Mu Hanyan was so suppressed by him that he had no strength to fight back, Qu Shanhai finally calmed down a little, and he didn't want to kill him so quickly.
"Dreaming, the Dragon Blood Stone is such a treasure, it must not fall into the hands of despicable and shameless people like you." Mu Hanyan said firmly. Xinghuan Qianji was silent, actually complaining silently, at this time, if you don't give it, you won't give it, and you still refuse such righteous words, what's the point of flaunting a good person. Mu Dawan had never been a man of justice. However, unexpectedly, even if Mu Hanyan was forced into this role, Xinghuan Qianji had no intention of making a move.
Mu Hanyan knew very well that as long as he didn't get the dragon blood stone for a moment, Qu Shanhai would never kill him, and once he knew that the power of the dragon blood stone had been absorbed by him and turned into powder, he probably would have to fight with him. Desperate.
She can only persist and procrastinate until the moment when the opponent shows a flaw, maybe that moment will never appear, but she has to do this, otherwise, she can only die!
"Okay, okay, let me see how hard your mouth will be!" Qu Shanhai laughed back angrily, the sword in his hand was still like a storm.
"Chi, chi, chi..." There were a few more bloodstains on Mu Hanyan's body, and the blood soaked his clothes, making him look like a bloody man.
Mu Hanyan's footsteps became more and more staggered, and his figure became more and more unstable. However, he still didn't say a word, his eyes were firm. Qu Shanhai looked more and more irritable and frightened.
Yes, afraid, he began to be afraid in the face of such an unyielding Mu Hanyan. Although he didn't know why he was afraid. Obviously, he could kill Mu Hanyan with a single sword in the next moment.