Of course, Mu Hanyan didn't know what Kong Renhe was thinking in his heart, and even if he knew, he wouldn't stop there. Taking advantage of your illness and wanting your life, this rare opportunity is missed, and even she will not forgive herself.

Unfolding the sword momentum, Mu Hanyan continued to attack unrelentingly.

"No, if it continues like this, sooner or later she will die at her hands. "Kong Renhe is afraid, really afraid.

"Mu Hanyan, I'll fight with you!" Kong Renhe roared angrily, regardless of it, and slashed at Mu Hanyan with a sword.

Looking at that posture, I would rather die together, rather than die at the hands of Mu Hanyan like this.

If he had the courage and determination to die together, he would not have ended up like this, but it is a pity that he has been forced to a dead end now and has begun to realize that it is a little too late.

After all, now the two of them are fighting in close quarters, using martial arts, even if he has the courage to die together, how can he have that strength.

"......Choking" the two long swords, and finally slashed head-on as Kong Renhe hoped. However, the long sword in Mu Hanyan's hand did not break in two as he expected, but with a slight pause, it crossed a wonderful and strange arc and slashed past him.

A line of blood was pulled diagonally from his left shoulder to his right flank, and the bright red blood mist drifted away with the wind.

Kong Renhe staggered back again and again, until he reached the edge of the competition, and finally stopped.

"Your sword ......" Kong Renhe looked at the long sword in Mu Hanyan's hand, his face full of horror.

"I forgot to tell you that this sword is called the Hanxiao Sword, and it is also an artifact. The corners of Mu Hanyan's mouth curved into a moving arc.

Originally, she could have killed Kong Renhe directly with this sword, but the other party's strength was not weak after all, if she forced the dog to jump over the wall in a hurry, and also blew up her soul like Zhao Xinghong, she would have to pay a lot of price, so Mu Hanyan finally spared his life.

Of course, such a result is enough, with Kong Renhe's injury, it is impossible to stop her from moving forward.

"Excalibur, it turns out that you also have Excalibur!" Kong Renhe cried with a sad face, and he wanted to hit the wall with regret.

Originally, Mu Hanyan was evenly matched, even if he fought to defeat in the end, he might not lose to her, but his brain was hot for a while, and he wanted to cut off her long sword in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect that what others were holding in their hands was also a divine sword, and his martial arts were superb, far above himself, wasn't this deliberately looking for death?

"Master Kong, do you want to compare?" Mu Hanyan asked with a relaxed face. Even she didn't expect that the battle she thought would be so easy to win.

"Mu Hanyan, although I let you take advantage of it, but compared to the magic alone, I, Kong Renhe, will never be under you. Although the wound was still whirring and bubbling with blood, Kong Renhe didn't want to give up.

As long as Mu Hanyan is defeated, he will be able to ascend to the position of the right priest, and this kind of opportunity is not always available. After all, the temple has the rules of the temple, even if he repairs the strength of the Wind Sword, it is impossible to blatantly snatch a higher priesthood, otherwise the temple will already be out of order, and he must wait for the right opportunity, if he misses today, God knows how long he will have to wait.

"If you're right, I'll admit you're right, but now, not necessarily. The corners of Mu Hanyan's mouth turned up, and he smiled like a little fox again.

"Hmph, it's just a small injury, and it's hard for the old man. Kong Renhe gritted his teeth and said.

In fact, his injuries were not light at all, and the blood beads were gushing out, and the pain was so painful that he was piercing, but at this time, he couldn't extinguish his prestige and grow the morale of others.

"Master Kong misunderstood, I'm talking about your sword, not your injury. Mu Hanyan explained.

"My sword?" Kong Renhe subconsciously looked at the Wind Riding Sword in his hand, and was stunned for a moment.