She never dreamed that Huayue, Mu Hanyan, who was originally a servant of the Mu family, and even the head of the Mu family's guards didn't think highly of him at first, would grow to such a state after following Mu Hanyan.
When Huayue used the technique of blood sacrifice to arouse the strange short spear, and in an instant she turned into a killer and shouted at the sky, even she felt the fear and panic from the bottom of her heart.
"No, we can't drag it on any longer." Seeing that Mu Hanyan had killed another Necromancer Sword Slave, and the Necromancer Sword Slave in front of Zhang Chihua had also been stabbed to the heart by Huayue's sword, Zhao Lingxian knew that he was proud of himself A little too early.
If the divine beast cannot be subdued as soon as possible, it will only be her who will survive or die in the end, not Mu Hanyan.
Zhao Lingxian made a decisive decision, jumped up, and flew towards the divine beast.
"Young master, you take care of that bitch who is as good as he is, and leave the rest to us." Seeing this, Zi Rong shouted.
Hearing the words "a good bitch", Zhao Xianling's figure paused slightly, and he was so angry that he almost couldn't help but abandon the beast and kill Zirong first. Although she is scheming and is best at seductive with beauty, she knows that things that are easy to get are often not cherished by anyone, so it is fine to let people take advantage of them, but she will never let go of the last line of defense easily. perfect body.
Even if you don't take reputation very seriously, how can you not be angry when you hear Zirong being so slandered and insulted, and you are still being poked in the sore spot by him
But Zhao Lingxian is Zhao Lingxian, Shen Fu's temperament is still much stronger than ordinary people.
"Wait until I subdue the divine beast, and see if I don't tear your stinky mouth apart." After finally suppressing this impulse, Zhao Lingxian cursed fiercely, and Jijiao rushed towards the divine beast.
However, just for this moment of absence, the speed has slowed down a lot compared to before.
Mu Hanyan glanced at her appearance from the corner of her eye, and secretly praised: "It's worthy of the name of the demon sword, such a powerful scheming."
Of course she knew that Zirong yelled the word "slut" not only to vent her anger, but also to anger Zhao Lingxian and delay her for a while. At such a critical moment, he can still have such quick wit, which is worthy of the name of Demon Sword.
Of course, Mu Hanyan would not miss the opportunity. Taking advantage of Zhao Xianling's slight stagnation, she flew up, blocked her body first, and stabbed out with a sword.
Behind him, Huayue and Zhang Chihua had already arrived at the same time, Zirong and Jiang Yuzhe would definitely not be in any danger, and she had no worries anymore, so she did her best with this sword without any reservations.
Under the blow of the sword, frost and snow covered the sky, forming a storm of ice and snow, which swept towards Miss Zhao Si, and between the wind and snow, there was a sword with a cold light that shook the sky.
Miss Zhao Si really hated her appearance in her heart. If it wasn't for the slut he said, how could she lose her mind, how could she take a step slower, and was overtaken by Mu Hanyan.
Facing Mu Hanyan's shocking sword, Zhao Lingxian had no other choice but to bite the bullet and slash out with the sword.
"Boom!" The sword lights met, and Zhao Lingxian was so shocked that he flew upside down, hit the stone wall heavily, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Mu Hanyan was a little surprised that Zhao Lingxian had also been promoted to the level of sword master. Although she was only the first level of sword master, given her current situation, it was not easy to be promoted to the level of sword master with no support and no resources.
More importantly, her physical defense is far beyond the first level of ordinary sword masters. You must know that Mu Hanyan put all his strength into this sword, and it was difficult for even a fourth-level sword master to resist it. Although Zhao Lingxian spat out a mouthful of blood, it was just his chest heaving and shortness of breath, his face was not too abnormal, obviously the injury was not serious.
However, this did not surprise Mu Hanyan too much. After talking to her grandfather several times, she already knew that the Zhao family was also a descendant of the guardian of the gods. Zhao Lingxian's death and rebirth must have awakened the blood of the gods.
Although as far as Mu Hanyan knew, Zhao Lingxian was a little older than her, but with the cunning of Zhao Yuanji's old fox, it might not have concealed her real age. In other words, like her, Zhao Lingxian probably awakened the blood of God before she was sixteen years old, so it is not surprising to have such a strong defense.
In fact, the thoughts in his mind just flashed like lightning, and the sword in Mu Hanyan's hand did not slow down by half. At the same time as Zhao Lingxian flew out, she had already chased after him like an arrow from the string.
Facing Zhao Lingxian, she would never show mercy.
There was another loud bang, and Zhao Lingxian was sent flying again by Mu Hanyan's sword. Big mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and her complexion became a little paler.
Mu Hanyan didn't stay for a moment, let alone have the slightest bit of pity, and then he slashed out with another sword.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Mu Hanyan's mouth. So what if the same God's blood is awakened? Even if she has a powerful defense that is as strong as a beast, so what? Her strength was still more than one level higher than Zhao Lingxian's. Under this storm-like powerful attack, she couldn't believe that she couldn't be killed.
Slashing with all his strength, one sword after another, even Mu Hanyan felt waves of exhaustion coming from his body.
And Zhao Lingxian was even more unbearable. Under Mu Hanyan's powerful attack with one sword after another, not only was he spitting out blood, but even thin blood spots ooze from all over his body, and the hand holding the sword was even more bloody. , obviously the viscera vibrated and the meridians ruptured.
At this moment, there were two more shrill screams, and the last two Necromancer Sword Slaves also fell under Huayue's sword.
Zirong, Jiang Yuzhe, and Zhang Chihua did not stop for a moment, turned around, and came to attack Zhao Lingxian again. If Zhao Lingxian was not injured, they might not be able to pose any threat to her with their strength, but Zhao Lingxian at this time He was already seriously injured, relying only on his will and his hatred for Mu Hanyan to support him.
For Zirong and others to join the battle group, it will undoubtedly be the last straw that breaks the camel's back.
On the other side, the necromantic sword slaves who had been fighting with Fen Qianji and Xia Youchen for a long time also gradually lost their strength. The two found an opportunity and finally beheaded one of the necromantic sword slaves under the sword . The pressure on the two of them eased, and the swords in their hands became more fierce. From the looks of it, the other Necromancer Sword Slaves and the two strange beasts might not be able to hold on to their swords for too long.
Zhao Lingxian's expression became extremely ugly. She knew that once Xia Youchen and the two of them freed their hands, she would definitely die.
"Mu Hanyan, do you think you can kill me like this!" Zhao Lingxian looked at Mu Hanyan with hatred, and roared angrily and unwillingly.
I thought everything was safe today, but I didn't expect to meet Mu Hanyan again and fall into her hands again. If eyes can kill, Mu Hanyan believes that she has killed him more than a thousand times. Unfortunately, eyes can't kill people, at least not her eyes.