Chapter 958

At this time, Hua Yue's eyes were as cold as a knife, and there was no expression on his face. He held a sword in his right hand and slowly took out a short gun in his left.

Magic gun! Mu Hanyan is familiar with this short gun. It's a magic weapon left by the temple master. At the beginning, the temple master used the magic gun to tear the seal of the space. It is needless to say that its power is so powerful.

However, there was a seal on the magic spear, which was quite different from the seal of the holy land. At that time, mu Hanyan could not break the seal of the Holy Land's artifact, let alone the seal of the holy land, so he gave the magic spear to Hua Yue as a booty and never asked about it again.

The reason for this is that he is the descendant of the temple priest, and it is most suitable to have this temple artifact. Secondly, his constitution is different from that of the practitioners in the holy land. Even if he practices the same skills, he will go on a completely different path of practice. He wants to untie the seal of the magic weapon and give play to its real power. Huayuebi is the best It's more suitable to bathe in cold smoke.

Has Hua Yue untied the seal of the broken magic gun? Seeing Huayue's cold and confident expression, mu Hanyan can't help looking forward to it now.

But soon she knew she was wrong.

The sharp point of the gun pierced the chest, and the blood gurgled out, but it didn't drop to the ground, and was sucked in by the broken magic gun. In a flash, the body of the sword became bloody red, as if it could drip blood. At the same time, it gave out bursts of shrill sound, full of the meaning of killing.

The voice pierced into my mind. Even mu Hanyan felt that his mind was shaken. His blood seemed to boil up, and even his energy was out of control.

Hua Yue's face turned pale, and the beaded sweat dripped down her cheek, obviously suffering from her great pain.

"Ah..." Huayue looks up at the sky and screams. The veins on her face and hands are exposed. It looks so ferocious.

Peng's clothes were broken by the strong Qi, revealing his bare chest, which was also the same green knot.

At this moment, the broken magic gun burst out fiercely and turned into a thick red mist, which covered the moon and flowers. The ferocious appearance was like the legendary demon killing.

"Blood sacrifice!" It turns out that this is the way Huayue breaks the seal. With his strength, he can only sacrifice his own blood essence to stimulate the hidden power of the demon breaking gun.

"Huayue!" Mu Hanyan's eyes glistened with tears, and he cried out with worry.

Although the technique of blood sacrifice is not too profound, the hidden danger is very terrible. If it is a common alchemy tool, it will be less dangerous. But it is the artifact of the temple. How terrible is the power of backfire!

Hua Yue turns her head and looks at mu Hanyan. Her two eyes turn red. She has no intelligence at all.

Mu Hanyan has a kind of intuition. At this time, Hua Yue didn't control the broken magic gun, but was controlled by the broken magic gun.

The only thing to be thankful for is that his will is too firm, and his intention to kill the slayer is still injected into the magic gun, and he is not hostile to his companions.

"Kill Hua Yue made a roar in her mouth. Her voice was low and hoarse, as if it had come from ancient times.

His figure, like a long gun in a bloody battle, stabbed a dead soul sword slave straight and straight. The sword in his hand turned into blood red, and only the tip of the sword showed a cold light.

At this time, he and the broken magic gun are not separated from each other. He is the gun, the gun is him, and the sword has become a part of his body.

With instinct, the slain sword slave felt the threat of death. With a slight movement of his foot, he had to avoid the key. At the same time, he skillfully picked his sword and went to his sword.

Before, mu Hanyan used the same move when he was attacking the dead soul sword slave. No matter how skillful and accurate he was, even mu Hanyan failed.

However, this time, the dead soul sword slave was obviously not so lucky.

Although the tip of his sword is very precise, the long sword of Huayue is still. Although his pace is clever and flexible enough, the power of Huayue's sword is much faster than his pace.

"Poof" a light ring, the Flower Moon's sword accurate stab into his heart, strong energy into his body, fierce burst out.

A piece of dead bone was shocked to fly away, this sword, constantly let him to pieces, even the last trace of his soul were shocked to pieces, completely dissipated.

Although there was no pain and no fear in his life, at the last moment, the slain slave still uttered a shrill scream.

Hua Yue's killing intention hidden in her heart was completely ignited at this moment, and the blood red light in her eyes was just like burning.

Without a moment's pause, Hua Yue took a firm step towards the next dead soul sword slave.

Feel that his body is like the evil evil spirit lonely star general fierce murders, even bathe in the cold smoke is secretly palpitating.

I understand. I finally understand that the real reason why Huayue in the previous life can become one of the three evil spirits of Anyun, frightening all sides in the name of magic sword and making countless people turn pale when they hear it is because of this broken magic gun.Without any accident, his sword pierced into each other's heart again, directly shattered each other's body and soul.

And then there's the next one.

But in a moment, the dead swordsman in front of Zirong and Jiang Yuzhe fell one by one under his sword and turned into a pile of dead bones.

Zhang Chihua was the only one left among the four slain swordsmen.

Beauty and Jiang Yuzhe did not help him, but quickly gathered to Mu Hanyan. With Zhang Chihua's own strength, Zhang Chihua can protect himself, not to mention a Hua Yue who has turned into a demon killer.

Mu Hanyan is fighting back with all his strength, and the two long swords stab the two dead slaves outside her. Seeing Hua Yue's great power, both her beauty and Jiang Yuzhe are in great spirits. Both of these swords surpass their limits in speed and strength. They are not so worried as ordinary first-class swordsmen.

Mu Hanyan's pressure is light, and the sword in his hand stabs into the heart of a dead soul sword spirit like lightning.

With a scream, the dead spirit sword Spirit fell to the ground. Although it didn't fall to pieces like the others who died in the hand of Huayue, the last trace of his soul disappeared. Even if Zhao Lingxian had the ability to rebel against heaven, he would never turn them into dead spirit sword slaves again.

On the other side, Zhao Lingxian's face was full of horror. It happened too quickly and suddenly, which caught her off guard.

In her heart, there was a strong sense of foreboding.

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