Mu Hanyan didn't know what Kong Renhe was thinking. Even if he knew, he would not stop. Take advantage of your illness, to your life, this rare opportunity, missed even her own will not forgive themselves.
Spread out the sword, mu Hanyan continue to attack.
"No, if we go on like this, we will die in her hands sooner or later." Kong Renhe is afraid, really afraid.
"Mu Hanyan, I'll fight with you!" Kong Renhe roared angrily. Regardless, he chopped his sword at mu Hanyan.
Looking at that posture, I would rather die together than die in the hands of cold smoke.
If he had the courage and determination to die together earlier, he would not have come to such an end. Unfortunately, it is too late for him to wake up until he is driven to a dead end.
After all, now the two men are fighting with martial arts. Even if he has the courage to die together, how can he have such strength.
"Choke..." The two swords were finally cut face to face as Kong Renhe hoped. However, the long sword in Mu Hanyan's hand was not as broken as he expected. Instead, he rowed a wonderful and strange arc from him.
A blood line from his left shoulder to his right flank, red blood fog, with the wind.
Kong Renhe staggered back and forth, straight back to the edge of the competition, and finally stopped.
"Your sword..." Kong Renhe looks at the sword in Mu Hanyan's hand, and his face is full of horror.
"I forgot to tell you that this sword is called Hanxiao sword, which is also an artifact." The corner of the mouth of Mu Hanyan bends out a moving radian.
Originally, she could directly kill Kong Renhe with this sword, but the opponent's strength was not weak after all. If she was forced to jump out of the wall in a hurry, she would have to pay a great price, just like Zhao Xinghong, so mu Hanyan finally spared his life.
Of course, such a result is enough. With Kong Renhe's injury, it is impossible to stop her from moving forward.
"Magic sword, so you also have a magic sword!" Kong Renhe was so sad that he wanted to hit the wall.
Originally, mu Hanyan was equal in strength. Even if he was defeated in the end, he might not lose to her. But for a moment, he had a fever in his head and wanted to cut off her sword at one fell swoop. However, he didn't realize that other people were holding a magic sword, and his fighting skills were beyond him. Isn't he deliberately looking for death?
"Master Kong, do you want to compare it?" Mu Hanyan asked with a relaxed face. Even she did not think that the hard war she thought would be won so easily.
"Mu Hanyan, although let you take advantage of some, but only than Shenshu, I Kong Renhe will never be under you." Although the wound is still wheezing with blood beads, Kong Renhe doesn't want to give up.
As long as he defeats mu Hanyan, he can ascend the right priesthood. This kind of opportunity is not always available. After all, the temple has the rules of the temple. Even if he repaired Chengfeng sword, his strength rose greatly, but he couldn't brazenly snatch higher clergy. Otherwise, the temple would have been in a mess. He had to wait until the right opportunity. If he missed today, God knows how long it will take.
"If you said just now, I admit you're right, but now, not necessarily." Mu Hanyan's mouth turned up and showed a smile like a fox.
"Hum, it's just a small injury. I can't help it." Kong Renhe said.
In fact, his injury is not light at all. The blood beads are coming out, and the pain is so deep that he can't destroy his prestige and grow other people's ambition at this time.
"Master Kong misunderstood. I'm talking about your sword, not your wound." Mu Hanyan explained.
"My sword?" Kong Renhe subconsciously looked at the Chengfeng sword in his hand and was stunned.
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