"You shouldn't be working so hard, don't you know, the more vitality you deplete, the weaker your mental power will be, and the easier it will be to perform the soul search technique." Xia Youchen said leisurely, and then turned towards Mu Between Han Yan's eyebrows, she pointed out.
In an instant, Mu Hanyan's whole body was icy cold.
She has heard of the soul search technique, and of course she knows that it is not so easy to perform the soul search technique, and it depends entirely on the power of the spirit. And the more the opponent's vitality is depleted, the weaker the mental power will be, and the easier it is to perform the soul search technique.
But she had no choice, even if she didn't do her best, she would just wait to die if she stayed.
It's just that she didn't expect that Xia Youchen was so cunning, he didn't make a move for a long time, but hung behind him pretending to be hindered, in order to consume her mental power.
The gap in strength is already huge, and this short distance of a hundred feet took a lot of Mu Hanyan's energy. Facing Xia Youchen's skinny fingers that looked like mummified corpses, Mu Hanyan couldn't stop him, nor could he avoid it. .
"Touch!" With a soft sound, Xia Youchen's finger pointed between Mu Hanyan's eyebrows.
This time, it was really doomed. Feeling a cold and evil breath intruding between her eyebrows, Mu Hanyan didn't even know how to resist it. This kind of evil technique was beyond her scope of cultivation.
Therefore, Mu Hanyan knew that he was doomed. To be precise, the spirit and soul are dead, and only the body is still alive in the world like a walking corpse.
Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone's hearts suddenly sank and fell into the ice valley.
"Brother Hanyan!" Mu Cheng's eyes were about to burst, and he rushed down the cliff quickly. Although he stumbled and fell, his face was black and blue, he still held his long sword high and ran towards Mu Hanyan desperately.
At this moment, he completely forgot all the grievances and grievances in the past, Ye Lanyan, and his original intention of following Mu Hanyan. He only knew that Mu Hanyan was a child of the Mu family and his relatives. He only knew that If it weren't for Mu Hanyan, he would have died in the Valley of Strange Beasts, or at the hands of Miss Zhao Si.
He had sworn a long time ago that this life was only for Mu Hanyan! Even if he lost his life, he would never watch Mu Hanyan die in front of his eyes, live and die together, at least, with a clear conscience.
"Mu Cheng, wait for me!" Wu Qiyun also rushed down. If he had hesitated before, then seeing Mu Cheng's unrepentant expression of generosity and righteousness, the slight hesitation in his heart was also gone. Then it disappeared.
Anyway, this life was saved by Mu Hanyan, and he saved it more than once. Even if he died with him, what's the point? With such a friend on Huangquan Road, this life is not in vain.
"Kill!" Seeing Mu Cheng's tragic face, Mu Feng's heart seemed to be pulled hard by something, and he also rushed forward.
No matter how much Mu's children fight for power and profit in private, they will always turn their swords outward when facing foreign enemies. For tens of thousands of years, this point has never changed, and this is the fundamental reason why the Mu family has survived many disasters, but still stands firm.
In front of the three of them was Xia Youchen, the Beast Master Sword Master who was notorious for thousands of years ago. With their strength, rushing up like this would be like hitting a stone with an egg, but there was no hesitation or fear on their faces. Only the determination to live and die together.
The blood in those young swordsmen was ignited again, and the dignity and glory of being a swordsman surged in their hearts again.
Mu Hanyan could take the risk alone and let them leave. If they just watched him die at the hands of Xia Youchen, how could they be worthy of the name of a swordsman? If they continued to live like this, not only would they be in trouble for the rest of their lives, but even their families would be ashamed of them.
"Kill, kill..." In the roar, the last hundred or so swordsmen all raised their long swords high and turned to kill Xia Youchen.