"You are right, he is the only descendant of the master." Yue Ji showed a gentle smile on her face, as if recalling some dusty past, then turned her head and shouted to Huayue, "Huayue Yue, take your friends and go quickly."
"Grandma..." Huayue looked at Yueji reluctantly.
Although her face has changed drastically, the Yueji in front of her is completely different from the crooked old woman before, but in his mind, she is still the grandma who raised him up so hard, how could he abandon her? .
"Your parents died because of them. If you still want to avenge your parents, leave immediately. Also, are you really willing to watch these two friends die with you?" Yue Ji snapped.
Huayue was shocked, he had no impression of his parents, but the appearance and Jiang Yuzhe around him were in desperation because of him.
"Grandma, take care." Huayue gritted her teeth, kowtowed quickly with tears in her eyes, then picked up Zirong and Jiang Yuzhe in each hand, and rushed towards the side temple wall.
Seeing that Huayue was about to escape from the small temple, the black-clothed swordsman's heart sank, he jumped high and raised his long sword to slash at Huayue.
At the same time, the brilliance in his sleeves reappeared, and the invisible enchantment once again enveloped Huayue and the others. They felt as if they were stuck in a quagmire, and their movements suddenly slowed down.
"Hmph!" Yueji snorted coldly, raised her hand, and unleashed a hand move, a black storm swept towards the black-clothed swordsman.
The storm wrapped the black-clothed swordsman in it, and countless translucent wind blades swirled towards him. In the blink of an eye, the black-clothed swordsman's clothes were torn, and blood sprayed out from his body.
"Break it!" The black-clothed swordsman shouted loudly, slashing out with all his strength with the long sword in his hand.
With a loud "boom", the storm was broken by his sword, and the black-clothed swordsman escaped and fell heavily to the ground.
It was only then that Mu Hanyan noticed that he was wearing an ancient clumsy wristband with dense patterns on it. Judging from the color, it was clearly made of meteorite.
It seems that he guessed correctly before, his enchantment was indeed created by relying on this alchemy tool. But at this time, the wrist guard has been split in two, and it is barely hanging on the hand, so it must be unusable.
"Night Storm is worthy of being one of the ten forbidden spells of the priests of the temple. It is really powerful." The black-clothed swordsman wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a sneer.
"If you escape now, you still have a chance." Seeing the sneer on his face, Yue Ji frowned and said.
"Escape? Why should I escape? You have the forbidden technique, don't I?" The black-clothed swordsman stood up slowly, holding the long sword tightly in one hand, and drew a short spear from behind with the other hand.
The spear is no more than one foot long, and it is very delicately crafted. It is covered in red gold and engraved with ancient and mysterious patterns.
"The Demon-Breaking Gun, you actually got the Demon-Breaking Gun!" Yue Ji exclaimed.
"Yes, this is the Demon-Breaking Spear. I left the temple and came thousands of miles away to hunt down Hua Guanyu's traitor. Do you think I have nothing to rely on?" the black-clothed swordsman said coldly. .
Obviously, this Demon Breaking Spear is a great magic weapon, or, it is a magic weapon at all.
"Hua Yue, hurry up." Yue Ji yelled, and shot out her swords again and again, one black storm after another swept across the ground, heading towards the black-clothed swordsman.
The size of the storm is not large, only as tall as a person, but there is not a single tile left in the area it passes by. Even the stone bench with a diameter of more than one foot, when caught in the whirlwind, instantly turned into ashes. It's hard to imagine how terrifying power is contained in this storm.
"Sharp spear destroys demons, kill!" The black-clothed swordsman's eyes were fixed, and a blood mist suddenly burst out from his body.
Daoist fantasy lights and shadows appeared outside his body, and his aura was constantly rising, and he soon surpassed the realm of a swordsman and reached the realm of a swordsman. Of course, this is also relative to the level of cultivation in the Holy Court Continent. In fact, the imposing aura on him is full of coldness and killing intent, which is quite different from the awe-inspiring aura of the strong in the Holy Court Continent.
The black-clothed swordsman stabbed out with a spear, and the tip of the spear burst out with energy, transforming into form instantly. A fierce beast with a mighty figure and a ferocious face stood in front of him.
"Boom... Boom... Boom..." The sound was muffled, and the dust was flying. The storms from Yue Ji and the phantom of the beast transformed by the gun light disappeared at the same time, and they failed to hurt the other party at all.
"It turns out that this is your true strength." Yue Ji wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said lightly.
It can be seen that using the forbidden technique to tear apart the space barrier between the Holy Court Continent and the God Continent has also caused great harm to her.
However, since the forbidden technique was used, even if the opponent is a master comparable to the sword master, she has no fear at all.
"No, you are wrong. Soon, you will see my true strength." The black-clothed swordsman sneered.
Biting the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the gun, and in an instant, a shocking aura erupted from his body.
"Could it be that his real strength is comparable to that of a sword master!" Feeling his rising aura and coercion, Mu Hanyan was shocked.
Just as the aura of the swordsman in black continued to increase, a dark light appeared outside his body, forming intersecting gratings, like a large net, shackling him in it, and his ever-increasing aura also temporarily stagnated down.
"Break, break, break!" The black-clothed swordsman fiercely raised his short spear.
Although the spear was only one foot long, a cold light flashed all over his body at this moment, and that aura seemed to be able to pierce the sky.
In mid-air, a thunderbolt exploded, and lightning bolts fell in the air one after another, hitting the black-clothed swordsman's body.
Groups of blood flowers burst out from his body, and his whole body was almost torn to pieces by the lightning. Because of the extreme pain, his face also became distorted, looking even more ferocious.
However, the light of the criss-crossing light grid that enveloped him like a giant net became increasingly dimmer.
Yue Ji's complexion changed drastically, and she tried her best to send out black storms one after another.
Countless turbulent wind blades slashed across the body of the black-clothed swordsman, and the already scarred body was riddled with holes. However, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and his strength continued to improve.
"Seal!" Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that the huge net was actually a seal that restricted the strength of the black-clothed swordsman.
Mu Hanyan saw the horror in Yueji's eyes. Obviously, the strength of the black-clothed swordsman exceeded her expectations, and even the night storm she used with the help of the forbidden technique could not pose a fatal threat to him .
Mu Hanyan could hardly bear it and was about to strike, but he forced himself to let go of his fingers holding the sword hilt.
It's not the right time yet. Although the black-clothed swordsman does not have the alchemy tool and can no longer use the previous enchantment, his strength is equivalent to that of a high-level swordsman. She will definitely not get any benefit from taking action now.
Wait, have to wait for the best time.