At this time, Huayue's eyes were as cold as a knife, and there was no expression on his face. He held a sword in his right hand, and slowly took out a short spear in his left hand.
Demon-breaking gun! Mu Hanyan is very familiar with this short spear. This is the magic-destroying gun left by the master of the temple-a great artifact of the temple. Back then, the masters of the temple used the Demon Breaking Spear to tear apart the space seal, so it goes without saying that it is so powerful.
However, there is a seal on the Demon-Breaking Spear, and it is completely different from the seal of the Holy Court Continent. The magic gun was handed over to Huayue as a trophy, and never asked about it again.
The reason for doing this is because he is a descendant of the priests of the temple, and it is most suitable to have the artifact of the temple, and secondly, it is also because his physique is different from that of the practitioners in the Holy Court, even if they have the same skills. If he came to practice, he would take a completely different path of cultivation. If he wanted to unseal the magic-breaking gun and unleash its true power, Huayue was more suitable than Mu Hanyan.
Could it be that Huayue has already unlocked the seal of the Demon-Breaking Spear? Seeing Huayue's stern and confident expression, Mu Hanyan couldn't help but look forward to it at this moment.
But soon, she knew that she was wrong.
The sharp spear tip pierced his chest, and blood gushed out, but it didn't drip onto the ground, but was sucked into it by the demon-destroying gun. In an instant, the body of the sword became blood-red, so red that it could drip blood, and at the same time, there were bursts of screams, full of killing intent.
The voice pierced into his mind, and even Mu Hanyan felt his mind shake, his blood seemed to be boiling, and even his energy was a little out of control.
Huayue's face turned pale, and beads of sweat dripped down her cheeks, obviously she was suffering from great pain.
"Ah..." Huayue raised her head to the sky and screamed, the veins on her face and hands were exposed, looking so ferocious.
Peng, the clothes on his body were torn apart by the strength, exposing his naked chest, which was also knotted with the same blue veins.
The Demon-Breaking Spear also exploded violently at this moment, turning into a thick blood-colored red mist, covering Huayue in it, with that ferocious appearance, as if the legendary demon-killer came to the world.
"Blood sacrifice!" It turned out that this was Huayue's way of breaking the seal. With his strength, he could only sacrifice his own blood to activate the hidden power of the Demon Breaking Spear.
"Hua Yue!" Mu Hanyan yelled worriedly with tears in her eyes.
Although the technique of blood sacrifice is not a very advanced method, the hidden dangers are very terrifying, ranging from severe damage to vitality, to life-threatening risks. If it is an ordinary alchemy artifact, it will be fine, and the danger will be less, but This is the divine weapon of the temple, how terrifying the backlash force must be!
Huayue turned her head to look at Mu Hanyan, her eyes turned blood red, and she was completely devoid of sanity.
Mu Hanyan had an intuition that Huayue at this time, after performing the blood sacrifice technique, did not control the Demon-Breaking Spear, but was controlled by the Demon-Breaking Spear.
The only good thing is that his will is too firm, and his killing intent towards the Necromancer Sword Slave is still poured into the Demon-Breaking Spear, and he has no hostility towards his companions.
"Kill!" Huayue let out a roar, the voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the ancient times.
His figure, like a long spear in a bloody battlefield, was straight and straight, stabbing a Necromancer Sword Slave, and the long sword in his hand also turned blood red, only the tip of the sword revealed a murderous cold light.
At this moment, he and the Demon-Breaking Spear were inseparable, he was the gun, the gun was him, and the sword had become a part of his body.
The necromancer sword slave instinctively felt the threat of death. With a slight movement of his feet, he turned sideways to avoid the vital point. At the same time, he cleverly raised the long sword in his hand, and moved towards his long sword.
When Mu Hanyan shot at the Necromancer Sword Slave earlier, the other party used the same move. Regardless of the pace and swordsmanship, they were so ingenious and accurate that even Mu Hanyan missed.
But this time, the Necromancer Sword Slave obviously didn't have such good luck.
Although the tip of his sword was placed on Huayue's sword edge with incomparable precision, Huayue's long sword did not move at all. Although his steps were clever enough and flexible enough, Huayue's sword was obviously stronger than that. His pace moved much faster.
With a soft sound of "Puff", Huayue's sword accurately pierced into his heart veins, powerful energy was injected into his body, and it exploded violently.
A piece of dry bone was blown away, this sword kept smashing his body to pieces, and even the last trace of his soul was shattered and completely dissipated.
Even though he could no longer feel the pain and the fear he had in life, at the last moment, the Necromancer Sword Slave still uttered a miserable scream.
Huayue's killing intent hidden deep in her heart was completely ignited at this moment, and the blood-red light in her eyes seemed to be on fire.
Without a moment's pause, Huayue walked towards the next Necromancer Sword Slave with firm steps.
Feeling his murderous aura like that of a lone demon, even Mu Hanyan's heart palpitated secretly.
I understand, I finally understand, the real reason why Huayue in the previous life was able to become one of the three evil gods of An Yun, to frighten the world with the name of the magic sword, and to change the faces of countless people, was because of this demon-destroying gun .
Without any accident, his sword pierced the opponent's heart again, directly shaking the opponent to pieces, completely killing him.
Then, another one.
In just a moment, the dead sword slaves in front of Zirong and Jiang Yuzhe fell under his sword one by one and turned into a pile of dry bones.
Of the four Necromancer Sword Slaves fighting each other, only the one in front of Zhang Chihua remained.
Zirong and Jiang Yuzhe did not go to help him, but quickly gathered towards Mu Hanyan. With Zhang Chihua's own strength, that Necromancer Sword Slave could protect himself, not to mention Huayue who transformed into a demon killer.
Mu Hanyan was fighting back with all her strength, and the two long swords stabbed at the two necromancer sword slaves outside her, one left and one right. Seeing Huayue's great display of power, Zirong and Jiang Yuzhe's spirits were greatly lifted. The speed and strength of these two swords surpassed the limit, and they were not much less panicked than ordinary first-tier sword masters.
Mu Hanyan's pressure eased, and the long sword in his hand pierced into the heart of a dead sword spirit like lightning.
Accompanied by a scream, this necromantic sword spirit fell to the ground. Although it was not smashed to pieces like the few people who died at the hands of Huayue before, the last remnant soul disappeared. Even if Zhao Lingxian had the ability to defy the sky, he would never It is impossible to refine them into Necromancer Sword Slaves anymore.
On the opposite side, Zhao Lingxian's face was full of horror. It happened too fast and too suddenly, which caught her by surprise.
A strong ominous feeling had already risen in her heart.