Enveloped by the cold murderous atmosphere, Zong dingfang only felt his scalp numb and his cold hair erect, as if he had fallen into a cold abyss. He has been famous for many years. He has never experienced a hundred or eighty battles, but it is the first time that he really feels the threat of death.
In a hurry, he didn't even have time to dodge. To be more precise, mu Hanyan's sword was too weird and too fast. He couldn't find a flaw at all. No matter how he dodged, he couldn't avoid the edge of the sword.
The only thing he can do is to continue the previous action and stab mu Hanyan with one sword. It's not that I want to die with mu Hanyan, but that I have no choice at all. I can't do nothing and wait to die.
His sword, at last, played a little role. The edge of the sword passed mu Hanyan's shoulder and spilled a wisp of blood. Mu Hanyan's sword trembled slightly and pierced his chest. It was only a minute away from his heart.
"What a vicious sword technique!" Shouding Fang looked at the cold smoke, and a blood arrow rose from his chest, and his body fell straight down.
Although this sword missed a little bit and didn't kill him directly, it was too close and the strength of the sword was shaking, which still hurt his heart.
"The strength of this boy is not as strong as last time." Before he passed out, Zong dingfang felt a sense of happiness in his heart. If the strength of Mu Hanyan's sword is as strong as that of last time, and his sword technique is so strange, where can he live.
Mu Hanyan didn't hesitate. Taking advantage of zongdingfang's chance to fall to the ground, he rushed out from the door.
The brocade box also fell to the ground. The lid of the box opened and the inside was empty. This is the box for Huaqi pill. When the pill is given to Muze, the box will be empty.
"Good boy, dare to play with us." Seeing this scene, Qu Shanhai and he Songhua were so angry that they ran after each other.
Once out of the teahouse, the bright sunshine pierced into the eyes and invigorated the spirit. Although her strength is not as good as Qu Shanhai and others, with her strength as a nine level swordsman, if she is determined to escape, the other side may not catch up with her.
In the heart is thinking like this, mu Hanyan suddenly feel in front of a flash, the foot also hit a stagger.
"The sword is poisonous!" Mu Hanyan responded immediately. The slight injury on her shoulder had no effect on her at all. The only possibility was that the sword was poisonous.
"This old man really looks up to me. He doesn't want the dignity of being a great swordsman." Mu Hanyan scolded secretly.
She didn't know that when she was defeated by mu Hanyan last time, Zong dingfang regarded it as a great shame in her life. She didn't dare to despise her any more. This time, she made up her mind to find her and snatch the dragon blood stone. She was fully prepared, and even quenched poison on the sword regardless of the swordsman's dignity.
Just as she faltered under her feet, Qu Shanhai and he Songhua had already blocked in front of her.
"Run, I'll see where you can go." He Songhua said with a grim smile.
"Despicable." Bathed in the cold smoke, he forced his spirit and gritted his teeth.
"You don't even know what it is that makes a big difference? What about being mean? As long as we kill you, who knows we are mean. " He Songhua said with his nose.
"It's not so easy to kill me." Mu Hanyan said with a firm face.
The scene of the previous life being killed by sneak attack and conspiracy once again came to our eyes, and the strong anger and unwillingness also filled our chest. She can't die, she can't die, even if she has a breath, she will fight to the end.
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