Although he didn't want to show his clues, Mu Hanyan deliberately suppressed his strength, but the powerful combat power brought by the combination of sword skills and divine arts, which was only equivalent to the Iron Thorn Porcupine and the Demon Eye Wind Wolf that were equivalent to the junior Divine Heart Priest, could resist, and in a short time, more than ten strange beasts fell in front of him. ◢ with ◢ dream ◢ small ◢ .lā

Although he didn't use all his strength, with the natural intuition of the beast for danger, he still noticed the horror of Mu Hanyan, and turned around to attack others, and he didn't dare to provoke her anymore.

"Oops, it's still a bit too much. Mu Hanyan raised the Hanxiao Sword again, but found that there was no shadow of a foreign beast within three zhang of his body, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

At first, he was worried that the strange beasts in the Black Wood Prison had other magical powers, so Mu Hanyan didn't dare to be too conceited, and he didn't dare to show mercy when he shot, but after killing a few, he found that in addition to being slightly stronger in overall strength, these strange beasts were actually no different from the same kind in the Holy Court Continent and the God Continent.

Looking around, fortunately, everyone else had fallen into a scuffle, and the dense formation had been disrupted, but no one noticed her strangeness.

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

As soon as Mu Hanyan turned his head, he saw that Zhao Xinghu was hit by a boulder and flew out heavily. Beside him, the earth priests also spat blood and retreated.

A demon-eyed wind wolf with a height of more than a foot followed Zhao Xinghong like a shadow, and before he could reach it, thousands of condensed wind blades had been sent out from his mouth one after another, whirling and intertwining, like a storm of sharp blades, and shrouded towards Zhao Xinghu with lightning speed, looking at the majesty, it was no less than the powerful blow of the seventh-order divine heart priest.

The blood in Zhao Xinhu's mouth spurted wildly, and his face turned white with fright, and he wanted to avoid it, but the blow just now had already seriously injured him, and he couldn't lift any strength in his whole body.

"Second Uncle ......" saw that Zhao Xinghu's strength was greatly damaged under his serious injury, and he didn't even have the strength to dodge, Zhao Zhiyuan screamed sadly.

He knew that Zhao Xinghu was dead!

Where did this wind wolf come from, why didn't you see it just now? Mu Hanyan didn't have time to think about this problem, gritted his teeth, and raised his long sword fiercely.

She didn't want to save Zhao Xinghu, in fact, she wished that this cheeky old ruffian would die under the attack of the devil-eyed wind wolf, but there was no way, this old guy couldn't fly anywhere, he couldn't die, he flew in her direction.

The blade storm came so fast, she was caught off guard, even she didn't have the confidence to dodge, she couldn't do nothing, just be next to it, even if she had already cultivated to the realm of a sixth-order swordsman, she couldn't carry this blade storm with her flesh and blood, this was the talent of the Demon Eye Wind Wolf equivalent to the seventh-order Divine Heart Priest, she didn't want to bury Zhao Xinghong!

"Sister Mu!" Seeing that Mu Hanyan had no choice but to pull out his long sword and was about to confront the demon-eyed wind wolf, Su Bao'er couldn't help but exclaim.

Yes, Mu Hanyan's strength is very strong, even the earth armor dragon rhinoceros is not her opponent, and even the demon dragon was repelled by her, but don't forget, this is the Black Wood Prison, and the cultivation of all priests will be greatly suppressed, and she herself can't even show the strength of a first-order divine heart priest, how can Mu Hanyan compete head-on with this demon-eyed wind wolf that is comparable to a seventh-order divine heart priest.

"Lord Priest!" Gao Weihu also changed his expression drastically.

He had already guessed the secret of Mu Hanyan's body, and knew that in addition to the priest cultivation, she should also have a good kendo cultivation, but he had never practiced swordsmanship, let alone understood the wonders of the laws of the Black Wood Prison, only knew that no matter how powerful the Holy Court master was, his cultivation would be greatly reduced when he arrived in the Divine Continent, and he was naturally worried about Mu Hanyan.

Seeing Zhao Xinghu, who was so dead and immortal, flying towards Mu Hanyan, the two of them almost had the heart to kill him. But unfortunately, even if he killed Zhao Xinghu at this time, it would be useless.

Almost instinctively, the two of them unfolded their long swords and giant hammers, and attacked the demon-eyed wind wolf. But with the cultivation of the two of them at this time, how could they deal with a powerful beast comparable to a seventh-order divine heart priest, the two divine skills fell on the body of the demon eye wind wolf at the same time, but the latter's majestic body didn't even shake, while sending out a Dao wind blade, while waving a sharp claw, the ferocious aura pounced on Zhao Xinghu, of course, Mu Hanyan was still within the attack range of the blade storm.

"Huh" The Demon Eye Wind Wolf slashed through the air like a sharp claw made of fine iron, and several sharp wind blades swept through, tearing through the sacrificial robe behind Zhao Xinghu, and several blood mist sprayed out.

The Demon Eye Wind Wolf licked the blood on his claws, the blood in his eyes bloomed, and his brutal and ferocious aura was a little stronger.

Beasts are beasts, even if the spirit is open, the wisdom is no less than that of humans, even if the divine talent in the bloodline has been awakened, the bloodthirsty nature will still not change.

Zhao Xinghu snorted, grinning in pain, but his body involuntarily accelerated towards Mu Hanyan.

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

"Help, Lord Mu, help. Hearing the screaming sound of the blade storm behind him getting closer and closer, as well as the smell of blood on the Demon Eye Wind Wolf, Zhao Xinghu's face turned pale with fright, and he shouted to Mu Hanyan with a crying voice, which was the same as the previous Zhao Yuanzhi.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhiyuan, Ou Mingzhi and others were all heartbroken, and Fei Changle and others were even more like falling into the Ice Valley.

Speaking of which, they haven't suffered a big loss from the melee with the alien beast until now, although they have been injured a lot, but only a few unlucky ones have died in the battle, but the opponent's Iron Thorn Porcupine and Demon Eye Wind Wolf have died a lot.

However, they also knew that the reason why they could achieve such a result had little to do with them, if it weren't for the presence of Zhao Xinghu and those law enforcement priests who cultivated the laws of the earth, they would have been wiped out long ago. (Of course, they didn't find out that it wasn't Zhao Xinghu's law enforcement priests who killed the most strange beasts, but Mu Hanyan.) ）

Now that several law enforcement priests were seriously injured, if Zhao Xinghu died again, and the dragons were leaderless, what would they do to deal with the remaining Iron Thorn Porcupine and Demon Eye Wind Wolf? They had already seen that although the earth magic skills of those law enforcement priests were powerful, they lacked some dexterous changes, and if it were not for Zhao Xinghu's ice magic skills, they would not be able to exert much power at all.

They hoped that Mu Hanyan could save Zhao Xinghu, but that demon-eyed wind wolf was a powerful existence comparable to a seventh-order divine heart priest, even if Mu Hanyan's strength was stronger than Zhao Xinghu, how much stronger could it be, how could it be against such a powerful beast?

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

God is over, is it too lucky, okay? Mu Hanyan grinds his teeth.