"I beg my lord, let him live." The old woman fell to the ground, her forehead hit the ground heavily, and a piece of blood was blurred.
"Grandma, don't ask him, the big deal is that we will die together." Seeing the blood on the old woman's end, Hua Yue's eyes were about to burst, and she shouted angrily.
"To die together, do you have that kind of strength?" The black-clothed swordsman sneered contemptuously, and slashed at Huayue with his sword.
At the same time, the barrier unfolded again, enclosing Huayue Zirong and the others.
The light patterns fluttered, and the sword glowed coldly, forming a phantom. I saw a legendary ancient beast, with endless bloodthirsty intentions, opening its mouth wide and pounced on Huayue and the others.
"Don't!" The old woman's complexion changed drastically, and she let out a shrill scream.
Mu Hanyan stared, no, I can't wait any longer.
Just when Mu Hanyan was about to make a move, the sky suddenly changed. Dark clouds gathered like a black curtain, pressing heavily on the top of the head.
A clear whistle sounded in my ears, as if piercing directly into the depths of my heart.
The originally thin power of heaven and earth around him boiled like waves in a storm, berserk and chaotic.
Even the strength in the body seemed to be pulled, becoming irritable and rushing wildly in the meridians. If Mu Hanyan's cultivation had not reached the peak of a great swordsman, he might not be able to control this frantic energy.
Beside him, Mu Cheng's face was already pale, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. If he was not afraid of revealing his whereabouts, he would have groaned a long time ago.
Mu Hanyan slapped Mu Cheng's body with a palm, temporarily sealing his meridians, and forcibly suppressing his strength, his expression eased a little.
"What's going on here?" Mu Hanyan looked towards Xiaomiao in surprise, her eyes widened.
Standing between the black-clothed swordsman and Huayue, a woman in coarse linen, with her arms outstretched and screaming upwards, was Huayue's grandma.
But at this moment, except for the fine linen clothes, who would dare to believe that she is Grandma Huayue—the old village woman with wrinkled face and stooped body before.
I saw her beautiful face, her silver hair was like snow, her face was clean and flawless, she seemed to be only thirty-four years old at most, her dark eyes, straight nose, and slender figure, in her beauty, there was He looked a little heroic.
The sky was full of dark clouds covering a radius of a hundred miles, but upon closer inspection, it was clearly condensed above her head. A faint black cyclone surrounded her body, forming an invisible storm, which contained the terrifying power of the sky that made one's heart palpitate.
"No, it's impossible. You are just a maid, how could you have such strength?" The black-clothed swordsman was horrified, as if he had seen something incredible in the world.
Mu Hanyan was also shocked. She had never even heard of such a sight, let alone seeing it.
The scene in front of her has already exceeded her understanding of swordsmen.
The temple, the broken continent... Mu Hanyan thought of Han Jinglun's words, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: Could it be that Huayue's grandma, that is, this woman named Yueji, is not from the Holy Court Continent, but from other lands? mainland
"I didn't expect that Hua Guanyu would pass on the secret technique of the temple to you. But unfortunately, this is the Holy Land, without the blessing of the divine weapon of the temple, your storm sacrifice technique can't exert its true power." After being surprised, Hei The swordsman in clothes said contemptuously again.
"Really? It seems that you have been away from the temple for so long that you don't even notice it." Yue Ji smiled lightly, with a look of determination in her eyes, her fingers interlocked, and she performed a series of strange moves.
The black-clothed swordsman pondered her words, as if he had thought of something, his face suddenly changed drastically.
In the sky, dark clouds continued to gather, like huge mountain peaks, pressing down on the top of the head.
"The abyss of death, the eternal darkness, in the name of the ancient gods, call—the storm of the night!" As Yueji chanted softly, the thick cloud layer suddenly split from it, revealing an endless void, in which the storm raged , as if leading to another time and space.
Countless dim light spots flew out of the cracks and gathered in Yue Ji's body. Her face showed pain, but her aura was constantly improving.
What the black-clothed swordsman said just now confirmed Mu Hanyan's conjecture that Yueji really did not belong to the Holy Court Continent, but came from another continent. Due to the difference in the power of heaven and earth, her cultivation system is also quite different from that of the Holy Court Continent. There may be similarities, but the differences are even greater.
Therefore, Mu Hanyan couldn't judge Yueji's strength, but only judging from this aura and coercion, she definitely surpassed the realm of swordsman. Even if she didn't reach the level of swordsman, she would definitely not be far behind. It's only a matter of time before he improves and surpasses the Juggernaut.
However, judging from the pained look on Yue Ji's face and the blood oozing from the corner of her mouth, she should have reached her limit, and if she continues like this, her life may be in danger.
"Yueji, you're crazy, you actually used a forbidden technique to open the seal barrier of the God's Continent, and borrowed the power of heaven and earth from the God's Continent, are you going to die?" Seeing this scene, the black-clothed swordsman screamed Roared, he didn't realize until now that what Yue Ji used was not an ordinary storm sacrifice technique, but a forbidden technique in the temple - the storm of night.
Indeed, he had been away from the temple for so long that he didn't react immediately.
Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that the forbidden technique performed by Yueji turned out to be to open the seal barrier between the two continents and borrow the power of heaven and earth from another continent. No wonder the energy in her body became violent and restless just now, almost uncontrollable, because at this time, besides the power of heaven and earth from the Holy Court Continent, there is also the power of heaven and earth from another continent. The forces that belong to the same law of heaven and earth are at the same time because of the separation of the continents.
Mu Hanyan even felt that not only the energy in his body was violent and restless, but also the power of heaven and earth around him became extremely chaotic, like a huge storm vortex.
"Hehe, even if you don't use the forbidden technique, will you give me a chance to live?" Yue Ji smiled miserably.
"Then what about him, is he going to lose his life?" The black-clothed swordsman pointed at Huayue and the others, but was suddenly stunned.
Mu Hanyan raised her eyes and was also slightly taken aback. In the temple, two completely different forces of heaven and earth entangled and contended with each other, and became extremely chaotic. Affected by it, both Zirong and Jiang Yuzhe turned red and blue, and there were thin bloodshots oozing from their bodies, obviously lacking energy. Controlled to break through the meridians.
But Huayue was still the same as before, except for her pale face due to the injury, she didn't seem to be affected in any way.
How can this be? Mu Hanyan couldn't figure it out. If it wasn't because she had reached the peak of a great swordsman and couldn't bear the chaotic power of heaven and earth, Huayue's cultivation was the same as her appearance, and her appearance was almost tortured to death. How could he Probably nothing at all.
"Evil seed, it turns out that he is the evil seed left by Hua Guanyu!" The black-clothed swordsman suddenly realized, his beard and hair swelled and roared in anger and surprise.
So Huayue is also from another continent? Mu Hanyan was a little surprised. Moreover, as for the black-clothed swordsman and Grandma Huayue, Huayue's identity is not simple
(I would say that the story is really unfolding, and Han Yan's identity is really slowly revealed? Picking the nose, Han Yan's identity is not simple, but I don't know if anyone has guessed a little bit. There are digging holes ahead.)