She never dreamed that Mu Hanyan, who was originally a member of the Mu family, and even Hua Yue, who didn't even look down on the head of the Mu family's guards at first, would grow into such a situation since she followed Mu Hanyan.

When Hua Yue used the blood sacrifice technique to inspire that strange short spear, and in the blink of an eye, she turned into a demon slayer and roared to the sky, even she felt fear and panic from the bottom of her heart.

"No, it can't be delayed any longer. Seeing that Mu Hanyan had killed another necromantic sword slave, and the necromantic sword slave in front of Zhang Chihua was also stabbed by Hua Yue's sword, Zhao Lingxian knew that he was a little too complacent.

If you can't subdue that divine beast as soon as possible, in the end, it will only be her who can't survive and die, and it will never be Mu Hanyan.

Zhao Lingxian immediately made a decision, got up, and flew towards the divine beast.

"Childe, you clean up that slut who is as good as he can, and leave the rest to us. Seeing this, Zirong shouted.

Hearing the words of the slut, Zhao Xianling's figure was slightly stunned, and he was so angry that he almost couldn't help but abandon the divine beast and kill the posture first. Although she is scheming and best at seducing people with beauty, she knows that things that are easy to get are often not cherished, so it is okay for people to take advantage of them, but she will never let go of the last line of defense easily, and she is still perfect.

Even if you don't take your reputation very seriously, how can you not be angry when you hear Zirong slandering and insulting her like this, or being poked in the sore spot by him?

However, Zhao Lingxian is Zhao Lingxian, and Shen Fu's heart is still much stronger than ordinary people.

"Wait until I surrender the beast, and see that I don't tear up your stinky mouth. It was not easy to suppress this impulse, Zhao Lingxian scolded fiercely, and the Jijiao rushed towards the divine beast.

However, it was the moment of distraction, and the speed had slowed down a lot.

Mu Hanyan glanced at Zirong from the corner of his eyes, and secretly praised: It is worthy of the name of the demon sword, and it is such a powerful scheming.

Of course, she knew that Zirong shouted the word slut not only to vent her anger, but to provoke Zhao Lingxian and delay her for a moment. At this critical juncture, there can still be such a quick wit, and it lives up to the name of the demon sword.

Of course, Mu Hanyan would not miss the opportunity, taking advantage of Zhao Xianling's slight stagnant figure, she had already flown up, and the latter came first to block in front of her, and stabbed out with a sword.

Behind her, Hua Yue and Zhang Chihua had already arrived at the same time, Zirong and Jiang Yuzhe would definitely not be in any danger, and she had no worries, this sword also did her best, without any reservations.

Under the sword, the frost and snow filled the sky, forming an ice and snow storm, which swept towards Miss Zhao Si, and between the wind and snow, there was a sword of cold and snowy sword.

Miss Zhao Si hated Zirong to death in her heart, if it weren't for the slut who was so good in his mouth, how could she lose her mind, how could she be one step slower, and be robbed of the front by Mu Hanyan.

Facing Mu Hanyan's powerful sword, Zhao Lingxian had no other choice but to slash out with a sword.

"Boom!" The swords met, and Zhao Lingxian was shocked and flew upside down, slammed into the stone wall, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Mu Hanyan was a little surprised, Zhao Lingxian was actually promoted to the realm of the sword master, although it was only the first order of the sword master, but with her current situation, she had no backers, no resources, and it was not easy to be promoted to the realm of the sword master.

What's more, her physical defense far surpasses that of an ordinary swordsman. You must know that Mu Hanyan's sword is full of all his strength, even the fourth order of the swordsman is difficult to resist. Although Zhao Lingxian spit out a mouthful of blood, his chest was just heaving and his breath was short, his face was not too abnormal, and he was obviously not seriously injured.

However, this did not surprise Mu Hanyan too much, she had talked to her grandfather a few times, and she already knew that the Zhao family was also the descendant left by the guardian of the gods, and Zhao Lingxian was reborn after death, and he must have awakened the bloodline of the gods.

Although according to Mu Hanyan's knowledge, Zhao Lingxian is a little older, but with Zhao Yuanji's cunning of the old fox, she may not have concealed her true age. It is also said that Zhao Lingxian is likely to be the same as her, and he also awakened the bloodline of the gods before the age of sixteen, and it is not enough to have such a strong defense.

The thoughts in his mind were actually just flashing like lightning, and Mu Hanyan's sword momentum did not slow down by half a minute. At the same time that Zhao Lingxian flew out, she had already chased after her like an arrow from the string.

In the face of Zhao Lingxian, she will never show any mercy.

There was another loud bang, and Zhao Lingxian was once again slashed by Mu Hanyan's sword. Gulps of blood spurted out, and her face became a little pale.

Mu Hanyan didn't stop for a moment, let alone have any pity, and then slashed out with another sword.

The corners of Mu Hanyan's mouth showed a sneer. What if she had awakened the same divine bloodline? What if she had a powerful defense that was as powerful as a beast? Her strength was always more than one order higher than that of Zhao Lingxian, and under this powerful attack like a storm, she didn't believe that she couldn't kill her.

One sword after another slashed out with all his might, and even Mu Hanyan felt a burst of exhaustion coming from his body.

And Zhao Lingxian was even more unbearable, under the powerful attack of Mu Hanyan's sword after sword, not only did he spit out blood, but even fine blood spots oozed from his whole body, and the hand holding the sword was even more bloody, obviously the internal organs were broken by the concussion meridians.

At this moment, two more terrible screams were heard, and finally the two necromantic sword slaves also fell under Kazuki's sword.

Zirong, Jiang Yuzhe, and Zhang Chihua didn't stop for a moment, turned around, and besieged Zhao Lingxian again, if Zhao Lingxian was not injured, with the strength of several of them, they might not be able to pose any threat to her, but at this time, Zhao Lingxian was already seriously injured, and only relied on his will and hatred for Mu Hanyan to support him.

Zirong and others joining the battle group will undoubtedly be the last straw that crushes the camel's back for her.

On the other side, the few necromantic sword slaves who had been fighting hard for a long time with the two of them gradually lost their strength, and the two found an opportunity to finally behead one of their necromantic sword slaves under the sword. The pressure of the two of them was light, and the sword momentum in their hands was even more fierce, looking at it like that, the other several necromantic sword slaves and those two alien beasts were afraid that they would not be able to hold on to their swords for too long.

Zhao Lingxian's expression became extremely ugly, she knew that once Xia Youchen and the others freed up their hands, she would definitely die.

"Mu Hanyan, do you think you can kill me like this!" Zhao Lingxian looked at Mu Hanyan with hatred on his face, and roared unwillingly and angrily.

I thought that today's events were foolproof, but I didn't expect to meet Mu Hanyan again, and I was planted in her hands again. If gaze can kill, Mu Hanyan believes that she has been killed by her more than a thousand times, but unfortunately, gaze can't kill people, at least her gaze can't do it.