Chapter 1458

The palace stopped trembling, the wasteful contract on the gate no longer flickered, and the golden light that shone on the Jian Ling Gui Jiang disappeared quietly. The whole valley, dead silence.

However, the silence did not last long. Soon, those sword spirits and puppets gave out a cry of pain, but they still held up their swords and rushed forward madly, but the power of the swords was much smaller than before.

Mu Hanyan looked at Qu Shanling in surprise. He never thought that he had such a mysterious hand. Why didn't he find it before?

"Kill them, quick!" Qu Shanling said in a trembling voice. His hands were blue and his whole body was cold and sweaty.

Although I don't know what mystery he has in his hand, he can suppress the contract that he can't do anything about at night, but just look at his appearance, mu Hanyan and others also know that he can't stick to it for a long time. Mu Hanyan can't take care of his surprise, so he and yelangji go to kill the sword spirit puppet.

Without the blessing of Honghuang contract, the most powerful swordsmen are no more than the seventh level swordsmen. Even if they do their best, even if they are determined to die together, how can they resist the attack of Mu Hanyan and others. Each figure fell to the ground, his heart was broken, and his spirit was scattered. In order to avoid future trouble, mu Hanyan and others didn't even keep a ghost for them.

Although they know that these swords and spirits are only manipulated by others and they are innocent, they know that they must not have any hesitation or pity at this time, otherwise not only they will suffer, but maybe the whole holy land will suffer.

Just in a moment, hundreds of sword spirits fell to the ground, dead and dead. Only the last man in black was still standing in front of the altar, singing in a low voice. His body had been scarred by the golden pillar of light, shaking violently because of pain.

His eyes are empty looking at the cold smoke, blankly, which flashed a strange look.

All of a sudden, he stopped singing and turned to stab mu Hanyan with a sword.

Several people subconsciously block the moon in front of the body, a dignified look. But soon, they found that their actions were superfluous. The strength of the man in black was not stronger than those of the sword spirit puppets, or even worse. But the swordsman was only a third level. Such strength could not pose any threat to Mu Hanyan.

Without waiting for them, mu Hanyan had already stepped forward, and Hanxiao sword stabbed each other's heart.

A surprising scene happened. In the face of Mu Hanyan's stabbing sword, the man in black didn't stop him. Instead, he opened his arms and took the initiative to meet him.

"Chi", the cold Xiao sword stabbed into the other side's chest, but stopped when it was only a millimetre away from the heart.

Almost all the sword spirit puppets have been killed, only the last one is left. Mu Hanyan still has too many questions in his heart to find the answer. From the strange look in his eyes just now and his last act of asking for his own death, it seems that he still has some self-consciousness. Mu Hanyan doesn't want to kill him so soon.

At the same time, mu Hanyan's left hand flies to stop her from moving.

With a wave of his hand, mu Hanyan opened his veil and showed a coquettish face.

"It's you Mu Hanyan said coldly. In front of her, this beautiful girl is Zhao Lingxian, who has been fighting with her from small to big!

Before, when she gave orders to those sword spirits, although her voice was mechanical and empty, without any emotion, mu Hanyan still felt familiar, and the final result confirmed her guess.

However, at this time, Zhao Lingxian no longer had the enchanting charm of previous sentient beings. Her beautiful face was full of pain and despair.

"Mu Hanyan, kill me, kill me!" Zhao Lingxian looked at mu Hanyan, panting like a wounded beast, and her pretty face was twisted by pain, which made her extremely ferocious.

"Who told you to do that?" Mu Hanyan asked coldly.

Judging from Zhao Lingxian's agony at this time, she is obviously not the real master. The real master is someone else.

In the last battle of feilaifeng, Zhao Lingxian was seriously injured and almost died under mu Hanyan's sword. In the end, he was rescued by yunqianmo. That is to say, yunqianmo should be the real behind the scenes leader. However, mu Hanyan was very reluctant to accept the result when he thought about the relationship between yelangji and yunqianmo, so he asked this question.

"Didn't you see him last time at Feilai peak?" Miss Zhao Si said with a sad face.

"It's really him." Although early know the result, but finally determined, or let mu Hanyan heart gloomy. Subconsciously looking to the end of the night, I saw his face calm, also don't know what he was thinking.

"Why did he do that?" At the end of the night, he asked Zhao Lingxian.

"I don't know. I don't know. He's the devil. Please, kill me." Miss Zhao Si was trembling and twitching in pain. She begged to Mu Hanyan.

Mu Hanyan held Hanxiao sword in his hand, but he didn't stab out the last fatal sword. Looking at the enemy from small to large reduced to such a point, her heart some light sadness. To say, everything Zhao Lingxian did was for the benefit of her family. In fact, it was the same as her, except that her temperament was too extreme, her methods were too sinister and vicious.If it wasn't for the sake of the family, if she didn't act so mean and vicious, maybe they would become friends.

"Mu Hanyan, I was wrong before. I'm sorry for you. Please, kill me, kill me. I don't want to be a puppet. I don't want to live without ghosts. Please..." Zhao Lingxian's eyes shed tears of regret.

Mu Hanyan nodded, and the cold blade finally penetrated into Zhao Lingxian's heart.

At the moment when the Hanxiao Sword Pierced Zhao Lingxian's chest, mu Hanyan found that she was not only riddled with wounds by the golden pillar of light, but also full of scars in her meridians, and she was totally different from ordinary people. Look at that situation, it is clear that the meridians are cut off one by one, and then recombined and continued.

It's not hard to imagine how much inhuman torture and pain Zhao Lingxian has experienced in the process of being sacrificed and refined into a sword spirit puppet. Even after becoming a sword spirit puppet, she still has to bear the same pain every time she uses energy. After all, the sword spirit puppet is much stronger than Zhao Lingxian's dead spirit sword slave, and the cost is much higher.

However, the other swordsmen lost themselves completely and could ignore the pain, while Zhao Lingxian still had some selves and could not live under the pain.

To live soberly is the cruelest thing for her.

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