Chapter 1991 2091 It's Just Luck!

Although Mu Hanyan did not want to show any clues, Mu Hanyan deliberately suppressed his strength, but the powerful combat power brought about by the combination of sword skills and divine arts, how can the iron-thorned porcupine and the magic-eyed wind wolf, which are only equivalent to the first-level god-heart priests, be able to fight? Those who resisted, not long after, more than ten strange beasts fell in front of them.

Although he didn't try his best, he still sensed Mu Hanyan's horror with the innate instinct of strange beasts for danger, so they turned around and attacked others one after another, never daring to provoke her again. An eerie void appeared.

"Oops, it's still a bit too much." Mu Hanyan raised the Hanxiao Sword again, but found that there were no shadows of strange beasts within three feet of him, and couldn't help but secretly smiled bitterly.

At the beginning, I was worried that the alien beasts in the Blackwood Prison had other supernatural powers, so Mu Hanyan didn't dare to be too conceited, let alone show mercy, but after killing a few of them, he realized that apart from the slightly stronger overall strength of these alien beasts, In fact, it is no different from the similar ones in the Holy Court Continent and God's Continent.

Looking around, fortunately, the others have fallen into a melee, and the dense formation has also been disrupted, but no one noticed her strangeness.

"Ah!" At this moment, a muffled groan came, and it was Zhao Xinghong's voice.

When Mu Hanyan turned her head, she saw Zhao Xinghu's statue was hit by a boulder and flew out heavily. Beside them, the priests of the earth also vomited blood and retreated again and again.

A demon-eyed wind wolf with a height of more than ten feet followed like a shadow, and rushed towards Zhao Xinghong. The thunderous momentum enveloped Zhao Xinghu, looking at that power, it was by no means inferior to the all-powerful blow of the seventh-rank priest of Shenxin.

Zhao Xinhu spurted blood from his mouth, his face turned pale with fright, and he wanted to avoid it, but he was seriously injured by the blow just now, and he couldn't lift any strength in his body.

"Second Uncle..." Seeing that Zhao Xinghu's strength had been greatly reduced under the serious injury, and he didn't even have the strength to avoid it, Zhao Zhiyuan let out a sad cry.

He knew that Zhao Xinghu was doomed!

Where did this wind wolf come from? Why didn't I see it just now? Mu Hanyan didn't have time to think about this question. He gritted his teeth and raised his long sword violently.

She didn't want to save Zhao Xinghu. In fact, she wished that this brazen old pervert would die under the attack of the magic-eyed wind wolf, but there was no way. , flew in her direction.

The storm of sharp blades came so fast, caught off guard, even she was not sure how to dodge it, so she couldn't just do nothing, let's stick to it abruptly, even if her kendo cultivation has recovered to the realm of a sixth-rank sword master, she It is also impossible to carry this storm of sharp blades with flesh and blood. This is the innate magic skill of the magic eye wind wolf, which is equivalent to the seventh-level priest of the gods and hearts. She doesn't want to be buried with Zhao Xinghong!

"Sister Mu!" Su Baoer couldn't help exclaiming when she saw that Mu Hanyan had to draw out her long sword and was about to confront the devil-eyed wind wolf head-on.

Yes, Mu Hanyan's strength is very strong, even the armored dragon rhinoceros is no match for her, and even the magic dragon was repelled by her, but don't forget, this is the Blackwood Prison, and all the priests' cultivation base She will be greatly suppressed, and she herself can't even display the strength of a first-level priest of the gods and hearts. How can Mu Hanyan compete head-on with this magic-eyed wind wolf who is comparable to a seventh-rank priest of the gods and hearts.

"Master Officiant!" Gao Weihu's expression also changed dramatically.

He had already guessed the secret of Mu Hanyan's body, and knew that in addition to her priestly cultivation, she should also have a good swordsmanship, but he had never practiced swordsmanship, and he didn't understand the wonder of the law of the Black Wood Prison. He only knew that no matter how powerful a master of the holy court was, his cultivation would be greatly reduced when he arrived in the land of gods, so he was naturally worried about Mu Hanyan.

Seeing Zhao Xinghu flying towards Mu Hanyan, who was so desperate to die, the two of them almost wanted to kill him. But it's a pity that even if Zhao Xinghu is killed at this time, it won't help.

The two almost instinctively unfolded their long swords and giant hammers, and attacked the magic-eyed wind wolf. But with their cultivation base at this time, how could they be able to deal with a powerful beast comparable to the seventh-level priest of the heart of the gods? Without even shaking for a moment, he issued a series of wind blades and waved his sharp claws, and rushed towards Zhao Xinghu with full of ferocity. Of course, Mu Hanyan was still within the attack range of the sharp blade storm.

"Hey" the magic-eyed wind wolf slashed across the air like sharp claws made of fine iron, and a few sharp wind blades swept across, tearing the sacrificial robe behind Zhao Xinghu, and sprayed out a few blood mist.

The demon-eyed wind wolf licked the blood on its claws, the blood in its eyes bloomed, and its brutal and ferocious aura filled up a bit.

Beasts are beasts, even if their spiritual intelligence is wide open, their wisdom is no less than that of humans, and even if they have awakened the divine talent in their blood, their bloodthirsty nature will still not change.

Zhao Xinghu groaned and grinned in pain, but his body accelerated involuntarily and flew towards Mu Hanyan.

God proved that this time he really didn't want to drag Mu Hanyan to be buried with him, but he couldn't help himself, but his luck was not bad, it was not good to fly where, he happened to fly to Mu Hanyan. The accompanying law enforcement priests were also seriously injured, and it was difficult to make a move for the time being. The only one who could save him was Mu Hanyan.

"Help, Master Mu, help." Hearing the screeching sound of the sharp blade storm getting closer and closer behind him, and the bloody smell from the magic eye wind wolf, Zhao Xinghu turned pale with fright, and cried to Mu Han. Yan shouted, it was exactly the same as the previous Zhao Yuanzhi.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhiyuan, Ou Mingzhi and the others felt ashamed, and Fei Changle and the others fell into an ice valley.

Speaking of which, until now, they have not suffered a big loss from the melee with the alien beasts. Although they suffered a lot of injuries, there were only a few unlucky ones who died in battle, but the opponent's iron-thorned porcupine and magic-eyed wind wolf died. few.

However, they also knew that the reason why they had such a battle had nothing to do with them. If Zhao Xinghu and those law enforcement priests who practiced the law of the earth were not present, they would have been wiped out long ago. (Of course they didn't realize that it wasn't Zhao Xinghu's law enforcement priests who killed the most beasts, but Mu Hanyan.)

Now that several law enforcement priests are seriously injured, if Zhao Xinghu dies again and the dragons are leaderless, what will they do to deal with the remaining iron-thorned porcupines and magic-eyed wind wolves? They had already seen that although the earth magic of those law enforcement priests was powerful, they lacked some dexterity and changes. Without Zhao Xinghu's frozen magic, they would not be able to exert much power at all.

They hoped that Mu Hanyan could save Zhao Xinghu, but that magic-eyed wind wolf is as powerful as a seventh-order god-heart priest. Even if Mu Hanyan was stronger than Zhao Xinghu, how much stronger could it be? How could it be possible? Can it defeat such a powerful beast?

It's over, it's over. The faces of Zhao Zhiyuan and others were full of despair.

God TM is over, is luck too good? Mu Hanyan grinds her teeth.