But the top is not bronze, but pitch black, and exudes a cold and foul smell.
Liu Se flicked towards the ground, and the steel whip immediately extended, splashing sparks on the ground.
Muyan glanced at the ground, her expression was ugly.
Because it was the moment when it swept across the ground, the bluestone paved in the room was directly corroded into a long and deep ditch.
Even bluestone can be corroded, let alone people
"Jun Muyan, as a mere mortal in the Yanwu Continent, it is a great honor for you to die at the hands of my Heavenly Physician, Liu Se!"
As soon as the words fell, the steel whip immediately made a crackling sound and suddenly extended.
Like a poisonous snake, it meanders towards Muyan.
Muyan wanted to use her whole body's profound energy and spiritual power to resist, but suddenly felt pain in both her sea of Qi and her dantian.
She gritted her teeth and forcefully activated the Tianmoqin.
The sound of the piano curled up, and a wall of sound rose into the sky.
[Holy Hand Weaving the Sky] Be urged!
The steel whip hit the sound wall and returned in vain, but at the same time, Muyan, whose spiritual power and profound energy were all exhausted, also swayed and almost fell down.
Liu Se didn't give her any chance to breathe, and the steel whip made a comeback again.
This time, the steel whip turned into countless whip shadows in the air and fell like a torrential rain.
The sound wall of [Sacred Hand Weaving the Sky] is crumbling under this unscrupulous blow, as if it will burst at any time.
Muyan gritted her teeth tightly, and there was no trace of blood on her face.
"Tianmoqin, can you hear my voice?" She asked consciously.
"Hmph!" Her answer was a cold snort of disdain.
Muyan didn't pay attention to its attitude, but said in a low voice, "If I can't hold on anymore, save Xiaobao's life for me."
"Hmph, why should I..."
The sound of the Tianmoqin has not yet fallen, but the sound wall built by the holy hand Zhitian has already collapsed.
The shadows of whips overwhelmingly fell towards Muyan.
The tip of his nose seemed to smell the rotten smell from the steel whip soaked in blood and corpses for many years.
Muyan closes her eyes in despair.
However, the expected pain did not come.
But the body was suddenly embraced into a familiar and wide embrace.
The hands holding her tightly held her in his arms like iron tongs, preventing her from being separated in the slightest.
But the body next to her was trembling slightly, indicating how nervous and scared the owner of the body was.
Muyan's lips trembled slightly.
Slowly raising his head, he saw a familiar face.
"Di Ming Jue..." Her hoarse voice was full of hope, joy, and grievance that she didn't even realize.
The person who came was Di Ming Jue who arrived just at the nick of time.
His eyes were slightly red, and looking at the bruised girl in his arms, for the first time, there was a mixture of distress and regret on his indifferent face.
He actually let his girl suffer such harm.
Even if his consciousness returns to the extreme domain for a short time, it is to confirm that the identity of Muyan Shenmusician has not been noticed.
"Yanyan, it's me..."
Before the hoarse voice came out, it was held down by a slender finger stained with blood.
Muyan struggled to get up from his arms, a smirk and wanton smile appeared on her pale, bloodless face, "Shh, Di Ming Jue, don't say that you didn't protect me well? I don't like to hear it. .”
"I am not a weak little white flower. I need people's careful care to survive. I have my pride and my persistence!"