"No way, you can't have such strength, you...... You ......" Wei Xiaotian vomited blood while pointing at Mu Hanyan and said intermittently, but unfortunately, before he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes and fainted.

"Your Excellency, Saint. An Lihong and the other deacons of the Holy Court woke up like a dream, and they didn't have time to think about how Mu Hanyan defeated Wei Xiaotian, so they hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

An Lihong took out the elixir and was about to give it to Wei Xiaotian.

"Deacon An, why don't you send the saints back first. The other deacon patted him, then gave him a look.

An Lihong woke up violently, Wei Xiaotian had murderous intentions towards Mu Hanyan, and now he was defeated by her and lost face, if he woke up now, maybe he would fight with Mu Hanyan, and while he was unconscious, he would just send him back, so as not to cause another incident.

"You send them to the Holy Cloud Peak first, and then you will meet them when the Holy Lord leaves the customs. An Lihong and a few other deacons gave an order to the other Holy Court disciples, and then carried Wei Xiaotian and left quickly.

In fact, with their strength, it would be good to escort Wei Xiaotian back alone, but they can now understand that these divine guardians from the mainland countries are not so easy to bully, especially Mu Hanyan, who is even more terrifyingly powerful. The grievances between Wei Xiaotian and Mu Hanyan, they didn't dare to wade into the troubled waters, so they took this opportunity to stay away.

"Young Master Mu, I didn't expect your strength to be so strong, which caused us to worry in vain before. A young man of about twenty-five or sixteen years old stepped forward and said, looking at Mu Hanyan's eyes full of respect.

"Earlier, I heard my great-grandfather say that Mu Shao Master is a genius, and his cultivation in the future is unlimited, and he is by no means comparable to us, I still don't believe it, and I am also a little unconvinced, but today I know that my great-grandfather still underestimates Mu Shao Master, why wait until the future, it is already difficult for us to shoot horses now. Another man in his early thirties also said with a wry smile.

He is already a cultivator of the Great Sword Master, at such an age, he can be called a genius in all the countries of the mainland, even if he is placed in the Holy Court, except for the few remaining among the twelve saints, there are not many who are stronger than him, and he has always been proud of his talent, until he met Mu Hanyan today, he knows what it means to have a person outside the world, and he can't accept it.

Mu Hanyan was secretly embarrassed, until now, she didn't know where those hundreds of mysterious powers came from, when it came to true strength, she might not be stronger than the master of the Great Sword Master Realm in front of her.

At this time, the guardian descendants of the gods of other countries also stepped forward to congratulate them.

"Ahh

"What's wrong?" a companion helped him up.

"It's nothing, it's just a little tired, as if I've just experienced a big battle, and my whole body strength is exhausted. The man said as he quickly sat down cross-legged and regained his strength.

"Don't you say that I don't think I'm so tired, it's like I'm the one I just fought again. The companion also showed fatigue, and quickly sat down cross-legged as well.

Only then did the others find out that they were in the same situation, although they didn't make a move, but the strength in their bodies was at least more than fifty percent, and they hurriedly sat down to breathe.

After a while, more than a hundred descendants of the Guardians of the Gods from various countries sat down cross-legged with tired faces and cultivated on the spot.

Looking at the tired faces written on them, Mu Hanyan was shocked inexplicably: Could it be that the hundreds of mysterious powers just now actually came from them?

Subconsciously looked at the people of Huayue, and they were also equally surprised.

After being together for so long, they couldn't be clearer about Mu Hanyan's strength. They also knew that even if the five of them joined forces to urge the five ** weapons and raise Mu Hanyan's combat power to the realm of the Sword Saint, it would be difficult for them to be Wei Xiaotian's opponent.

In their expectations, the best result was that Mu Hanyan went all out, so that Wei Xiaotian could see how powerful she was, knowing that she was not the kind of soft persimmon that could be kneaded by others, and then retreated in spite of the difficulties, as for Mu Hanyan's victory over Wei Xiaotian, they didn't dare to imagine such an almost whimsical result.

After all, the gap is so huge, the sword master who was forcibly promoted by the five ** weapons is still different from the real sword master, and it is still possible to challenge the ordinary sword master by surprise, and in the face of the saints, it can be said that there is no chance at all.

What's more, Mu Hanyan only has the opportunity to have three swords, if all the talents and supernatural powers of several of them are blessed on her body, I am afraid that with just one sword, her strength will be exhausted, and several of them will be exhausted.

But no one expected that the miracle that even they thought was impossible would appear again. With one sword, with just one sword, Mu Hanyan defeated Wei Xiaotian cleanly, and made him vomit blood and fall into a coma.

And after this sword, Mu Hanyan was actually full of energy, and the prostration and weakness after the last time he practiced with Feng Qingyu was almost like two people, and what shocked them even more was that they themselves were not as exhausted as last time, and their strength was only consumed by one-third at most.

It wasn't until the other hundred or so descendants of the gods who fell to the ground one by one, and quickly adjusted their luck and pranayama, that they vaguely understood what was going on: it turned out that this time Mu Hanyan not only borrowed the strength of a few of them, but also condensed the power of the descendants of other gods on her body, and it was precisely with the power of these hundred people that she unexpectedly gave Wei Xiaotian a lifelong unforgettable memory.

What's going on, obviously there are only five ** weapons, and obviously only five people fight sword duels, how can all the power of the descendants of the gods be used by Mu Hanyan? Even if they want to break their heads, they can't think of the reason.

Mu Hanyan also pondered, carefully recalling the history of that sword. Suddenly, Mu Hanyan's heart moved, and it seemed that at the same time as the sword was slashed, everyone's minds were condensed on her body, and in the emptiness, her minds seemed to blend with theirs.

Could it be that this is the reason? It's a pity that Wei Xiaotian was defeated in the first battle, and Mu Hanyan couldn't verify his guess.

"Alas, how did you let Wei Xiaotian go, I should have killed him by the way just now. Ye Yanran suddenly patted her head and said in annoyance.

Those remaining disciples of the Holy Court glanced at Ye Yanran, and they all subconsciously wiped their cold sweat: ruthless, really ruthless!

One of the only five remaining members of the Twelve Saints, do you say that there is no psychological pressure when you kill, should you kill a chicken?