Chapter 990

Huayue and Yingrong shook their heads at the same time. The other side's sword skill was too exquisite to compare with them. Mu Hanyan has no distractions at this time, and can barely cope with it. If they go up now, it is likely that mu Hanyan will be distracted, which will only help.

Several people's eyes subconsciously looked to the night, really can help, only he.

However, the night is just calm looking at the cold smoke, obviously no hand meaning.

The master of the Fang family wanted to ask for it, but he was awed by it and did not know how to do it.

"Hanyan's strength has been improving too fast recently, but there are not many opportunities for her to make a move. In fact, her practical combat experience can't keep up with her cultivation level. Now it doesn't seem that it's a big problem, but in the future, the cultivation will become higher and higher, the opponent will become stronger and stronger, and if you don't have enough experience in actual combat, you may make a big mistake. " At night, he saw the master Fang's intention and felt relieved to bathe in the cold smoke, so he explained it.

Fang's master and Hua Yue and others realized that they had been holding back for the sake of the cold smoke.

When they think about it, they feel that their worries are unnecessary. With the friendship between Ye Lan and mu Hanyan, how can it be impossible to see death and not save it? He didn't do it, just because it wasn't time.

In fact, this is a true friend. He is indulgent and indulgent. Of course, there is no danger in bathing in cold smoke now, but he will be harmed one day. Only by helping him to be stronger can we really do him good.

To understand the good intentions of the night, Hua Yue and others are also secretly happy for mu Hanyan to have such a friend. However, it's a little strange to think of the word "spoil".

Alas, it's a pity Forget it, I still don't want to think about it. If I think about it too much, I will only worry about it.

The middle-aged man's sword was getting faster and faster, which dazzled Hua Yue and others. Even his sight was hard to catch. Although he knew that it was impossible not to do it at the critical moment, his heart was still in his throat.

"Mu Hanyan, do you really think what you can do for me? I'll give you one last chance. Now get out of the way. I'll let you live. " The middle-aged man cried with a look of arrogance.

Although mu Hanyan was forced to be left and right by his exquisite sword skill, he didn't give him the chance to escape. As long as he wanted to leave, he immediately launched a counterattack.

So he seems to be in a good situation. In fact, he is also entangled by mu Hanyan, and he is very angry.

Mu Hanyan didn't have the interest to talk nonsense with him. While he was talking, he suddenly went up lightly and stabbed out with a sword.

Although the middle-aged man's body method has also become quick and agile, but a little distracted, or was bathed in the cold smoke of the sword across the thigh, and left a bloodstain.

"I'll kill you, I'll kill you!" The middle-aged man was so angry that he gave up the idea of running away and attacked mu Hanyan crazily.

The sword in hand also quietly changed, more subtle than before, and more awe inspiring.

It seems that he had scruples about Mu Hanyan before and didn't kill him. At this time, he really went all out.

I saw a green sword pass by, and my body method was a little slow. A wisp of hair floated by the wind under the blade. That is to say, mu Hanyan's six senses are powerful, and his head is slightly lowered at the critical moment. Otherwise, what is cut off is not as simple as a wisp of hair.

Huayue several people are pale, know that night will not let mu Hanyan accident, but still can't help looking at him.

At night, his eyes became dignified, and his hand slowly pressed on the hilt of the sword, ready to move at any time.

"Chi" a light ring, the middle-aged man in the hands of the sword issued a harsh shriek, suddenly sent out a magic sword.

The air around, twisted under the green sword, rippled out a blue water pattern, like the legendary ghost River, with the river of death, pouring out towards the cold smoke.

Flower month several people's heart instantaneously mentioned on the throat eye, the square house Lord is more can't help but startle a: "Lord, be careful!"

At last, he made a move.

However, at the same time of leaving at the end of the night, the sound of a sword resounded through the earth, like the sound of an immortal, like the sound of a Phoenix.

Everyone looked up and saw the sky, rosy clouds all over the sky, a Cangmang sword shadow running through the heaven and earth, surrounded by auspicious clouds accompanied by auspicious gas transpiration.

Then, a long sword with cold light came straight out of the shadow of the sword and flew straight towards the cold smoke.

"Hanxiao sword, it's Hanxiao sword!"

"It's been tempered successfully, and it's been promoted to an artifact." At this moment, even Hua Yue and others were so excited that tears filled their eyes.

Just in an instant, the Hanxiao sword had already flew into the hands of Mu Hanyan and made a joyful sound.

The strength of Mu Hanyan, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, is injected into the sword without the slightest block or pause.

A piece of ice crystal floated down quietly, thousands of snowflakes fell around, and the sword body was covered with a layer of ice. The air around the sword was almost frozen.

The sword light dance, shackled in the cold smoke outside the body of Qingyou sword, like glass broken.Mu Hanyan holds Hanxiao sword, and his face shows a light smile that he hasn't seen for a long time.

This is what she wants. This is the real proud soldier!

With a gentle sword, her movements seem so casual, and her sword power seems so simple. But it also gives people a sense of beauty that can not be explained clearly. In that sword, it seems that there are endless mysteries.

This is the real spirit of the sword.

At this time, mu Hanyan's whole mind has been integrated with the spirit of the sword. The sword seems to have become a part of her body. If the sword moves with her will, it doesn't need any exquisite sword skills. At least, it doesn't need to deal with such an opponent.

Seeing mu Hanyan's simple, casual and natural sword, the middle-aged man suddenly changed color. He only felt that the sword was full of flaws. However, if he felt it with his mind, every flaw had countless changes and murders.

His wrist trembled. His original exquisite sword skill could not be displayed.

As soon as the blood was shining, and then the wrist hurt, the middle-aged man's sword had fallen to the ground.

The middle-aged man covered his injured wrist, and his face was haggard, as if he had been drained.

With a single sword, he was defeated.

Bathe in cold smoke, bathe in cold smoke

The deep regret flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. The adult was right indeed. If it was unnecessary, he must not provoke mu Hanyan. I hate that I didn't listen to the adults. No, he did. As soon as I heard the name of Mu Hanyan, I turned around and ran away, but I didn't run away!

(mu Hanyan: my mother was sick during the day. She was dizzy with a cold. Would you like some monthly tickets to comfort her?

Why do I feel like a stepmother?

Mu Hanyan: ah?

Night: because I think my love road is long and bumpy. It is estimated that there will be more rival lovers, and there may be many? It's not stepmother. What is it

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