Chapter 739

The young man just glanced at a few people contemptuously, and held the hilt of the sword again.

"Stop!" Qu Shanling saw the murderous intent in his eyes and shouted quickly.

The young man's hand rested on the hilt of the sword and looked at him with interest.

"I'll just go with you, let them go." Qu Shanling said.

Although he didn't want to implicate Master, Qu Shanling knew very well that with his own strength, facing such a master, he would not even have the chance to commit suicide. No matter what, this was the matter of their master and apprentice after all, and he didn't want to implicate Mu Hanyan, Hua Yue and others.

"If there is no Jianxin Soul Washing Pool, it would not be a big deal to let them go, but if such a treasure reappears in the sky, do you think I will let them go?" The young man smiled indifferently.

Swords are easy to cast, but artifacts are hard to find. As long as you have enough family background, a certain skill in sword casting, plus enough time and patience, you can always make a sharp sword that blows your hair and breaks your hair, but if you want to forge an artifact, you have to rely on chance, in a certain sense Speaking of which, the Kenshin Soul Washing Pond is actually more precious than the Kenshin Bone Forging Furnace.

Since Mu Hanyan and the others have seen the existence of Jianxin Soul Washing Pond, how could he let them go? Otherwise, if the news is leaked, even with his strength, he will not be able to keep the Kenshin Soul Washing Pond.

Mu Hanyan and Hua Yue glanced at each other for a while, then moved their feet at the same time, and joined forces to attack the young man again.

Although they knew they were not his opponents, but the rabbits were in a hurry and bit people, how could they wait to die!

This time, several people did their best, and even Mu Hanyan unreservedly displayed the shapeshifting. In a flash of light and shadow, the figures of her and Jiang Yuzhe disappeared at the same time.

However, at the same time as he was performing the shapeshifting, Mu Hanyan suddenly discovered that there was a fantastic glow from the young man's sword hilt. When the shroud came, she had a feeling that she couldn't hide.

"Your enchantment technique is really good, but unfortunately, I have been prepared for it. This sword is called Poying, and it can break through thousands of illusions." The young man laughed loudly. With a seemingly random swing of the long sword in his hand, Jiang Yuzhe, who was about to take a fatal blow, flew out with his sword.

The trajectory of the sword potential was all accurate to the extreme, and it was the weakest moment of Jiang Yuzhe's alternate strength, so that Jiang Yuzhe didn't even have the ability to resist.

Immediately afterwards, the young man's sword stance turned and swept past, and the powerful sword beam shook Hua Yue and Zi Rong upside down. There is no way, the gap in strength is too great, the gap between the ninth-order swordsman and the seventh-order swordsman is simply the gap between the sky and the moat.

The three people were easily knocked back, and the young man swung his long sword, opened and closed, and slashed towards Mu Hanyan, who was hiding his figure, and the speed was still accurate to the extreme. Mu Hanyan's shape-shifting barrier was useless in front of him.

Mu Hanyan groaned inwardly, although the shape-shifting barrier was different from Ye Yanran's barrier, even if he concealed his figure, he could still operate the exercises and have the power to protect himself, but after all, the way energy works The difference is that the combat power still needs to be discounted. In addition, the gap between the strength of the two is not small. How could she be able to stop this sword.

Of course, she also has Cangxuan Yunsha, which can provide an absolute defense, but after one time, it will take nearly half a month to use it again.

Even if she blocked this sword, what would she use to resist the next sword?

However, in the face of the opponent's extremely accurate sword, she had no choice at all, not even a chance to dodge.

Mu Hanyan gritted his teeth, and the long sword slashed head-on.

With this sword, Mu Hanyan did his best, even if he couldn't defeat the opponent, as long as both were injured, at least he still had a chance to escape.

Of course, Mu Hanyan also knew that with the difference in strength between the two sides, and the other party's understanding of her, it would be difficult to even hurt both sides.

Suddenly, Mu Hanyan's heart was filled with tiredness, and there was a short absence.

At the juncture of life and death, it is natural to have a high concentration of spirit, under the rush of energy, and even extremely excited, how can there be tiredness, and how can it be lost?

Mu Hanyan, who immediately woke up, felt incredible to himself. As a master in the realm of swordsmen, if you make such a mistake during the ultimate battle, you deserve to die.

Just thinking about it, Mu Hanyan found that the young man on the opposite side's sword was obviously a little slower, his power was weaker, his eyes showed sleepiness, and he even unconsciously opened his mouth and punched yawn.

How is this going? Mu Hanyan didn't have time to think about it, and the Han Xiao sword in his hand was cast a little faster. Due to the opponent's absence, the power of Mu Hanyan's sword was even stronger than the opponent's.

The chill is blowing, and the murderous intention is long.

The young man suddenly woke up, and before he had time to think about what happened just now, he hurriedly accelerated the exercise.

Just then, a huge door bolt appeared behind his head.

The young man had just come back to his senses, and he was fully engrossed in using the exercises to deal with the sword that Mu Hanyan was at a loss for both sides.

"Bang" the door bolt slammed hard on his forehead.

Power, absolute power!

Aside from the transformation or other magical effects brought about by strength, in terms of strength alone, it is by no means below the seventh rank of the swordsman, or stronger.

If it were changed to normal, such power would certainly not pose a threat to a seventh-rank swordsman master, but at this time, the young man was fully focused on dealing with Mu Hanyan, and he never thought that someone would suddenly attack and be blocked by this door. It was smashed firmly, and the whole body shook a few times, and the exercise that was just halfway through was also interrupted abruptly.

"Boom!" The sword lights intersected, and a turbulent storm erupted, and the two figures flew backwards at the same time.

The difference was that Mu Hanyan took advantage of the situation to back away to avoid being seriously injured, while the young man was blown away abruptly.

"Bang" The young man fell heavily to the ground and spit out a mouthful of blood. The originally handsome and beautiful face was pulled by Mu Hanyan's sword wind with a wound, the skin was torn open, and a blood trail slowly flowed down his forehead, looking extremely miserable.

"I said I would repay you. If you still don't believe it, believe it now." Xiao Linzi said proudly to Mu Hanyan while dragging the door bolt.

A seven- or eight-year-old boy was dragging a door bolt that was a little longer than his size, and with a smug smile, one couldn't help but laugh.

However, recalling the heavy blow that had reached a thousand points just now, and looking at the blood gurgling out of the young man's forehead, no one could laugh.

What kind of monster is this? He has such magical power at the age of seven or eight, how can he get it when he grows up?

"Okay, we've settled, and I won't owe you any more in the future." The little guy said again.

"En." Mu Hanyan nodded.