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Mu Hanyan suddenly had a feeling that he seemed to have experienced such a scene somewhere, like a dream, like a previous life, like countless reincarnations, so clear, yet so far away.

But after taking another look at Yi Xingtian, Mu Hanyan was certain that he had never encountered such an opponent, nor had he experienced such a situation.

"Xingtian, Jianyong, God's Sigh!" Yi Xingtian shot.

In an instant, there were thousands of brilliance above the long sword, and endless killing intent erupted.

This sword is obviously more powerful than the sword of yesterday. The killing intent is in the body. Almost everyone has an unprecedented fear in their hearts, and their energy is suppressed to the point where it is difficult to operate.

"Plop, plop," some young swordsmen with low cultivation, foaming at the mouth under the murderous sword power, fainted on the spot.

The audience under the stage is still like this, Mu Hanyan on the stage bears the brunt, and his expression changes drastically.

The sword of Yi Xingtian contained the strength of her own swordsman of the eighth rank, as well as the might of the Divine Sword, and the most terrifying thing was the thousands of killing intent in that sword.

It would be fine if it was just to bring fear to people. The key point was that, under the stimulation of this killing intent, both Yi Xingtian's own strength and the might of the Divine Sword were multiplied.

Mu Hanyan believed that it was an ordinary swordsman's shot, and the power was nothing more than that. Compared with Jingjian's strength, which was improved by the magic weapon of the temple, Yi Xingtian was even stronger.

Mu Hanyan raised the Hanxiao Sword, but under that powerful pressure, this sword could not be cut out.

Endless killing intent poured out towards Mu Hanyan and pierced into her mind.

Mu Hanyan's whole body trembled violently. In the past life, Fen Qianji's sharp sword tip that pierced his heart, Tang Bufan's unrepentant smile before his death, his deep concern when his parents died tragically, and his brother's tragic figure when he was fighting with blood, The scene reappeared before his eyes.

Mu Hanyan's mind was full of confusion. The past and present, all kinds of scenes were intertwined, making her unable to distinguish what was reality and what was memory.

"No, I can't die!" Unprecedented fear flooded into my heart.

Seeing the confusion and fear in Mu Hanyan's eyes, he didn't know why Yi Xingtian's eyes showed disappointment, and he didn't know if he was disappointed that Mu Hanyan, whom she regarded as an opponent, was so vulnerable, or whether he was disappointed that he didn't. what.

Disappointment turned into disappointment, but the sword in her hand did not stop for a moment, and still slashed straight at Mu Hanyan.

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"Om!" In Mu Hanyan's mind, a humming sound resembling a fairy's sound could be heard.

Her mind entered a strange world.

Above the vast and boundless wasteland, the frigid wind whistled across the earth, and when it swept across the cheeks, it was like a long sharp knife, which swept the cheeks.

The drums swayed, the horns blared, and countless soldiers in silver armor marched forward step by step, holding their swords high. In front, countless warriors dressed in black armor poured in like a tide. Unlike the neat warriors on the opposite side, their formations were much more scattered. Although the armors on their bodies were all black, their styles were much more messy. The fighting spirit that erupted was not inferior to the opponent in the slightest.

"Boom!" The two warriors collided violently like a tide slamming on the shore, making a thunderous noise.

The blood splashed, dyeing the sky and the earth red.

In one confrontation, thousands of fighters spilled blood on the battlefield. What shocked Mu Hanyan was that even the weakest fighters among them were masters above the Sword Saint, while those generals were even stronger, as high as Mu Han Yan can't imagine, because in the Holy Court Continent, there is no such master at all.

In the blink of an eye, the two warriors were caught in a melee, blood mist sprayed out one after another, and the fresh and young bodies became cold under the sword, the screams of the wounded resounded across the sky, and long horns rang out. The sound fell back on the wasteland for a long time, like the unwilling lamentation of countless dead souls.

Mu Hanyan shivered slightly, the desolation and tragicness of the ancient battlefield almost made her depressed as if she had thrown a thousand-pound boulder. The thick blood made her almost unable to breathe, and the chilling murderous intent released by the thousands of saint-level masters who were fighting to the death at the same time made her whole body icy cold.

A golden light and shadow stepped into the air, it was a woman, and the armor on her body showed a pale golden light, majestic and holy.

is her! Mu Hanyan's eyes lit up, wasn't this woman the powerful being who defeated Xing Tiannv and then was plotted to die?

She rides a divine beast under her body, with a mighty and divine figure, which also reveals the meaning of holiness.

Aolai turned out to be the Aolai divine beast. It turned out that she was the owner of the Aolai divine beast! Mu Hanyan was taken aback and thought about it carefully. Indeed, only such a super-powerful person could make a king of beasts like Aolai submit to him.

The woman looked at the tragic battlefield below, with pity and sympathy in her eyes.

"Roar!" Aolai divine beast roared up to the sky.

The entire battlefield calmed down instantly, everyone stopped their swords and looked at the sky in awe.

"Xingluo, Bahuang!" The woman's long sword slashed out.

The sky and the earth were eclipsed, the sun and the moon were dull, and the whole world became pitch black, but immediately, a pure white sword light illuminated the earth.

"What is she going to do?" Mu Hanyan was startled again.

Although I don't know how strong her strength is, just looking at the awe of the people below, I also know that they are completely different from this woman.

Could it be that she wants to behead the soldiers of the two sides below to kill and stop the killing! Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan felt a chill in his heart.

But soon, she knew she was wrong.

The sword light sprinkled down, and it was as warm as the noon sun, bathing in it, as if soaking in a clear spring.

All the fears, all the unease, and all the ill will have been cleared away, as if experiencing a spiritual baptism.

"Boom!" In the loud noise, a gully appeared between the two armies, and the soldiers on both sides were separated by the gully that was as deep as 100 feet wide.

What shocked Mu Hanyan even more was that the wounds on the bodies of all the injured soldiers were healing quickly, but in the blink of an eye, no scars could be seen.

The originally bloody battlefield also seemed to have been washed away by the rain and became extremely clean.

All the warriors no longer have the previous hostility and killing intent, and this ancient wasteland has also become peaceful and peaceful, like a legendary holy place.