Yan Yuchu's eyes were moist. For so many years, he had been discriminated against and rejected by his family, and he had already developed an extreme and indifferent temperament. After gaining strength, he did not change his extremes, but became extremely arrogant and cold-hearted.
But at this moment, he was moved, as if something was blocking his heart, he was extremely uncomfortable.
With a long howl, Yan Yuchu flew past the heads of the crowd, and slashed at the top of Xia Youchen's head with a sword.
Xia Youchen didn't expect that these young swordsmen were so fearless, and they dared to turn around and fight him desperately.
Of course, with his strength, he was astonished as he was, but he didn't take these people seriously. Except for Yan Yuchu, there wasn't even a sword master here.
With a wave of Xia Youchen's hand, a huge force poured out like mountains and seas. Yan Yuchu, who was the first among them, fell to the ground with a muffled sound, and the others were like boats in the wind and waves. One by one they fell to the ground.
"Do these idiots really want to die here?" Mu Hanyan's eyes were also moist.
The tragic death in her previous life made her determined not to trust anyone or open her heart to anyone, but at this moment, she was still deeply moved. It turns out that there are not only doubts and betrayals in this world, but also daring and daring, and life and death.
It's a pity that it's too late to say this now. That cold and evil breath had penetrated into the center of her eyebrows, rushing toward the depths of her mind.
Her consciousness seemed to have escaped from the shackles of her body, drifting between heaven and earth. Although the sun was shining, she only felt boundless cold.
An unprecedented despair also rose from the bottom of her heart.
Looking at Mu Hanyan's pale face that instantly turned ashen as a dead person, and those lifeless eyes, everyone was equally desperate.
However, at this moment, a brilliant halo shot out from Mu Hanyan's heart, and spread instantly.
Under the shroud of that halo, everyone felt as if soaked in warm spring water, feeling so peaceful and peaceful, as if they had returned to their childhood, and returned to their mother's embrace.
And Mu Hanyan's eyes instantly regained their spirit. A warm feeling surged from my heart, filling every meridian and every muscle in my body, bringing endless vitality.
Star Fantasy Thousand Machines!
Mu Hanyan was surprised. At the critical moment, he made another move!
But soon, Mu Hanyan denied his conjecture. The Xinghuan Qianji had been depleted too much before, and it is still in the process of cultivation, so how could it be possible to save her. Even if there is... Mu Hanyan can feel that this breath is full of vitality, and it is majestic and turbulent. It is completely different from the clear and spiritual breath of Xinghuan Qianji.
Divine beast, thinking of this, Mu Hanyan's heart skipped a beat, as if he had thought of something.
"Ah..." Before Mu Hanyan could figure it out, Xia Youchen suddenly let out a scream, and flew out heavily. The finger that was supposed to be pressing Mu Hanyan's brow ignited a ball of pure white flame.
The flame burned at his fingertips, but it seemed to ignite a wick soaked in oil, and it continued to spread.
Xia Youchen's shriveled old face was dripping with cold sweat, and his eyes were full of horror. He screamed and slapped the flames on his fingers desperately.
But the flame seemed to have taken root in his hand, and it couldn't be extinguished no matter what.
Xia Youchen made a decisive decision, and with the other hand, he grabbed his finger and snapped it hard, breaking the finger by the root. The flame, like burning fat, was extinguished.