Her face was whiter than rice paper, and her body was so weak that she seemed about to fall down at any time.
But a cold smile slowly appeared on that beautiful face.
"After the upgrade of the Holy Hand Weaving Heaven, it is really terrifying."
After Muyan Shenmusician's skills have been upgraded to level three, many skills have also been upgraded.
Among them is the Holy Hand Weaving Heaven, which can only form a protective shield.
Today's Holy Hand Zhitian can not only form a protective shield, but also rebound and absorb the enemy's attacks.
It's just that once the enemy's cultivation base is stronger than her.
The overflow damage will be borne by Muyan.
So in this blow, Muyan killed most of Yan Yuezong's people, but in fact, she also paid a high price.
…
Elder Qi was stupefied, he never thought that killing a mortal from the Yanwu Continent was a task he thought he would be able to accomplish casually.
Unexpectedly, he lost so many elites.
He stared at Muyan suddenly, his eyes almost burst into flames.
"Dare to kill my disciple, bitch, I want your life now!!"
Elder Qi suddenly soared into the air, and the weird weapon in his hand seemed to be inspired by him, and suddenly became bigger again.
But this time, it was no longer the ice pick that fell.
But a raging fire.
Accompanied by the fire rushing down, Elder Qi also attacked like a mountain top.
Muyan only felt that the ground under her feet seemed to have turned into hot lava.
The soles of the shoes were burned through, and the bare soles of the feet were scarred.
But she didn't even have time to look at the injury on her foot.
Elder Qi's attack fell like a violent storm, accompanied by scorching flames, leaving her without a chance to breathe.
In the face of absolute strength.
No amount of skill is but gaudy decorations.
The scars on Muyan's body increased one by one, and the spiritual energy and profound energy in her body were exhausted bit by bit.
But Elder Qi's attack was like a violent storm that would never stop.
At any moment, her lonely boat would be smashed into pieces.
Seeing this scene, Fu Rong finally felt relieved.
This time, Jun Muyan must die!
Elder Qi, who was attacking frantically, thought so too.
However, a cup of tea passed.
A quarter of an hour passed.
Half an hour has passed...
Elder Qi's attack was still like a violent storm, Muyan's figure was still stained red with blood, precarious.
But, she... She hasn't fallen down yet.
Elder Qi's face was slightly stained with panic.
How is this going? !
What exactly is going on? !
The blood on this woman should have been drained long ago, and the spiritual power should have been exhausted long ago.
But she, but why hasn't she fallen down yet
Elder Qi already felt that the aura in his body was getting less and less, less and less, gradually exhausted.
But he thought that he would fall down immediately and become his own girl, but he still persisted tenaciously.
He doesn't believe it!
I don't believe that I am a dignified elder of Yanyue Sect, but I can't even kill a mortal from Yanwu Continent.
A roar!
Elder Qi condensed the remaining spiritual energy in his body, the magic weapon in the air suddenly returned, turned into a spear, and sent it fiercely towards Muyan's chest.
"Demon girl, go to hell!"
However, the sound of the sharp knife piercing the flesh did not come, and the scene of blood spattering did not appear again.
Elder Qi felt that the spear in his hand was blocked by a force, unable to move forward.
He raised his head suddenly, but met a pair of bottomless peach blossom eyes.