Chapter 739

The young man just looked at several people contemptuously and held the sword handle again.

"Stop it Qu Shanling saw the killing in his eyes and cried out.

The young man's hand rested on the hilt and looked at him with interest.

"I'll go with you and let them go." Qu Shanling said.

Although he didn't want to involve Shifu, Qu Shanling knew very well that with his own strength, he didn't even have the chance to commit suicide in the face of such a master. Anyway, it's their master and apprentice's business. He doesn't want to implicate mu Hanyan, Hua Yue and others.

"It's not a big deal to let them go if there is no soul washing pool in the heart of the sword, but do you think I will let them go if such a treasure reappears in the sky?" The young man said with a cold smile.

Swords are easy to cast, but artifact is hard to find. As long as you have enough family background, a certain level of sword casting skills, and enough time and patience, you can always cast a sharp sword with blowing hair and breaking hair. But if you want to cast an artifact, you have to rely on chance. In a sense, the soul washing pool in the heart of the sword is more precious than the bone forging furnace in the heart of the sword.

Since mu Hanyan saw the existence of xihunchi, how could he let them go? Otherwise, the information will be leaked, that is, with his strength, he will not be able to keep the heart of the sword.

Mu Hanyan and Huayue look at each other, move at the same time, and attack the young man again.

Although he knows it's not his opponent, the rabbit is still biting. How can they wait to die!

This time, a few people do their best, even in the cold smoke without reservation to show the shape change. In a flash of light and shadow, the figures of her and Jiang Yuzhe disappeared at the same time.

However, just as she was changing her shape, mu Hanyan suddenly found that the young man's sword handle was emitting a magical glow. Although it was extremely secret and the color was almost too light to find, when the glow came, she had a feeling that she could not escape.

"It's really good for you to form a border, but unfortunately, I've been on guard for a long time. This sword is called broken shadow, which can break thousands of illusions." The young man said with a long smile. The sword in his hand seemed to wave at will, and he split Jiang Yuzhe, who was about to show his body shape and fight with his sword.

The landing point of the sword's trajectory is extremely accurate, and it is the weakest moment of Jiang Yuzhe's skill alternation, so that Jiang Yuzhe can't even resist.

Then, the young man's sword turned and swept by. The powerful sword made Hua Yue and Zi Rong fly upside down. There's no way. The gap of strength is too big. The gap between the Ninth level of Swordsman and the seventh level of swordsman is a natural chasm.

The young man opened and closed his sword, and cut into the cold smoke of hiding his body. The falling point of his speed was still accurate to the extreme. Mu Hanyan's moving shape and changing shadow border was in vain in front of him.

Mu Hanyan secretly complains that although the boundary of shifting shape and changing shadow is different from that of Ye Yanran, even if she hides her body, she can still operate the skill and protect herself. But after all, the way of energy operation is different, so her combat power still needs to be discounted. Moreover, the strength gap between them is not small. How can she resist this sword.

Of course, she also has dark cloud gauze, which can provide an absolute defense, but after that, she has to wait for nearly half a month to use it again.

Even if she blocks this sword, what will she take to resist the next?

However, in the face of each other's accurate to the extreme of a sword, she has no choice, even the chance to dodge.

Mu Hanyan clenched his teeth and cut the sword head on.

This sword, mu Hanyan did his best, even if he could not defeat the other side, as long as both sides were hurt, at least he had the chance to escape.

Of course, mu Hanyan also knows that with the strength gap between the two sides, as well as the other side's understanding of her, it's hard even to lose both sides.

Suddenly, mu Hanyan's heart is filled with a sense of tiredness, and there is a short absence.

When it comes to life and death, it's natural that the spirit is highly condensed, and even extremely excited. How can you be tired and absent-minded?

Immediately wake up to the cold smoke, I feel incredible. As a master of swordsman's realm, he deserves to die when he makes such a mistake.

Just thinking about this, mu Hanyan found that the young man's sword power was obviously slow and weak. He was sleepy in his eyes. He even opened his mouth and yawned unconsciously.

What's going on? Mu Hanyan didn't have time to think about it, and the castration of Hanxiao sword in his hand was a little faster. Because of the other side's absence, the power of Mu Hanyan's sword is stronger than that of the other side.

It's cold, it's killing.

The young man suddenly woke up, and he didn't have time to think about what was the situation just now, so he speeded up the operation.

Just then, a huge bolt appeared behind his head.

The young man had just come back to his senses. He was using his whole mind to deal with mu Hanyan. He was both defeated and tried his best to cut the sword. He didn't realize it. When he found out that it was wrong, he turned his head suddenly, and it was too late.

Bang, the bolt knocked heavily on his forehead.Power, absolute power!

In terms of strength alone, it's never lower or stronger than the seventh level of swordsman.

If it was normal, this kind of power would not pose a threat to a swordsman's level 7 master. But at this time, the young man was totally absorbed in Mu Hanyan. He didn't expect that someone would attack him suddenly. He was smashed firmly by this bolt. His whole body shook a few times, and his skill, which had just run to half, was abruptly interrupted.

"Boom!" When the swords intersect, a turbulent storm bursts out, and the two figures fly back at the same time.

The difference is that mu Hanyan takes advantage of the situation to retreat and avoid being hurt too much, while the young man is just shot out.

"Bang" the young man fell heavily on the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood. Originally, his handsome face was pulled out of a wound by the sword wind, which was bathed in the cold smoke. The skin opened and the flesh burst, and a bloodstain also slowly flowed down his forehead. It looked very miserable.

"I said I would repay you. If you don't believe me, I believe you." The small woods drags that gate bolt and says to Mu Hanyan complacently.

A child of seven or eight years old, holding a door bolt longer than his head, coupled with a triumphant smile, can't help laughing.

However, looking back on the powerful blow just now, and looking at the blood on the young man's forehead, no one could laugh.

What kind of monster is it? It's only seven or eight years old. How can it grow up?

"Well, we're done. I don't owe you any more." The little guy said again.

"Well." Mu Hanyan nodded.

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