Chapter 323 323 Another Mysterious Assassin
Mu Hanyan's gaze subconsciously looked towards the corner of the assassin's shirt, and a pattern composed of a dozen stars came into view. Although it was not obvious, it set off a huge wave in Mu Hanyan's heart.
This pattern is somewhat different from the one embroidered on the assassin's clothes last time, but from the point of view of the embroiderer, it is obviously made by the same person. If they are combined, there may be another astrology.
Mu Hanyan didn't think much about it, and almost instinctively stabbed out with a sword. She and Yan Yuchu are not friends, but at this moment they have a common enemy. Helping him is actually helping himself. On this kind of issue, Mu Hanyan's opinions are undoubtedly much more mature than those of his peers.
"Being yourself too big!" The assassin obviously didn't take Mu Hanyan seriously. He didn't expect that in his eyes, a person who could be trampled to death with just one foot would dare to shoot.
Although it is a volley, the swordsman and the swordsman are two completely different realms. This palm is like a dark cloud, and it is like a surging ocean wave. It is simply unstoppable for a mere seventh-order swordsman.
Of course, Mu Hanyan was not a seventh-rank swordsman, but a ninth-rank swordsman. In terms of real combat power, he even had the confidence to fight a tenth-rank great swordsman.
However, seeing the contempt of the other party who didn't even look at her, Mu Hanyan's mind suddenly flashed, still suppressing his strength, only stabbed this sword with the strength of a seventh-rank swordsman.
boom! With a muffled sound, Mu Hanyan swayed a few times, a strand of blood spilled out of his mouth, and was "stunned" by the shock of a palm.
"Hanyan!" Mu Ziqing shouted in shock and anxiety.
I thought that this dude had finally matured a little and knew that he had worked hard, but he actually cultivated the strength of the seventh-rank swordsman. Who would have thought that he was still ignorant of current affairs and self-righteous.
Others are great swordsmen. You, a mere seventh-rank swordsman, didn't take this opportunity to escape quickly, but you actually took the initiative to seek death. Isn't this your brain water?
After all, Mu Ziqing had been wandering outside for several years, and he was much more adaptable than ordinary people. When he saw sudden changes, he was prepared to be embarrassed, but when he saw Mu Hanyan's stupid behavior, he could only stop. down.
No matter how much water got into this guy's mind, he was Mu family's son after all, and he came for himself, how could he leave him alone.
Mu Ziqing gritted his teeth and flew towards Mu Hanyan.
"Another one who doesn't know whether to live or die." The assassin snorted contemptuously, and slapped him again.
Mu Ziqing groaned and was knocked to the ground by this palm. Although he didn't "stun" on the spot like Mu Hanyan, his internal organs vibrated and he vomited blood, and the injury was not serious.
"My darling young master, you really killed him this time." Looking at Mu Hanyan who was lying down not far away, Mu Ziqing felt sad in his heart.
The assassin was obviously very confident in his own strength, and was not surprised by such a result. He didn't even look at Mu Hanyan, his eyes were like eagles greedy for falcons. stab out.
"Choke!" His sharp sword broke through Yan Yuchu's sword stance, pierced into his chest, and a bloody arrow sprayed out.
The gap is the gap, and they are all sword masters, so they are so vulnerable. Mu Hanyan sighed inwardly. Originally, she was still a little distressed that her requirements for promotion were too high, but seeing such a result, she felt much relieved.
Although the promotion is a little more difficult and a little slower, when it comes to real combat power, she is not sure how much stronger she is than the masters of the same level. The higher the strength, the more obvious the gap may be. If it wasn't for the unexpected appearance of the assassin, she would not necessarily have lost to Yan Yuchu if she had no intention of doing so.