Do you think you still have a way to live?" Mu Hanyan finally spoke, the sword momentum in his hand was a little stronger just now.

Before, she didn't have half a point of reservation, but now that she has the chance to win, she has no need to preserve her strength, this sword, she almost pushed her strength to the extreme, and slashed out with all her might.

Zhao Lingxian was chopped off again, and hit the stone wall heavily, not only spitting blood clots in his mouth, but also oozing blood from his ears, eyes, and nose at the same time, and the seven orifices were bleeding to the extreme.

"No, you're wrong, you can't kill me, you can't kill me. Under the serious injury, Zhao Lingxian actually let out a burst of crazy laughter.

This woman is crazy!

Mu Hanyan glanced coldly at Zhao Lingxian, who was bleeding from the seven orifices, and then ignored it so much, flew away, and directly stabbed her heart with a sword.

"Mother-in-law Arajasha Brahman......" Zhao Lingxian raised his head violently and sang together with strange syllables.

"The Word of God. Mu Hanyan was taken aback, although she couldn't understand what she was singing, but Mu Hanyan was sure that this strange syllable was the same as the voice she suddenly realized when she killed Zhao Yuanji, and it was also the so-called divine language.

In fact, until now, Mu Hanyan has not comprehended the mystery of this so-called divine language, and she has only used it once when she was in Black Rock City, and she can't tell what kind of powerful power it contains.

And this time, she obviously didn't have such good luck, Zhao Lingxian's divine words fell into her ears, she couldn't understand a word at all, but vaguely felt that it was full of dark power, as if it was a call from the abyss of hell.

We must kill her as soon as possible! Mu Hanyan's heart rose with an intuitive uneasiness.

"Be careful!" At that moment, a figure flew towards him.

Just by listening to the voice, she knew who it was. In her previous life, she had heard such exclamations more than once.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, the heavy but sharp edge of the broadsword appeared in the corner of his eye.

"Could it be that after being reborn, he killed himself so quickly!" Mu Hanyan almost instinctively thought that the betrayal of her previous life had left her with an unforgettable painful memory, how could it be so easy to let go.

No matter how many reasons she found to comfort herself, she always had deep suspicion and vigilance against Burning Thousand Silence in her heart.

But Ma, she knew that she was thinking too much, if Burning Qianxi really wanted to kill herself, why did she remind her?

At the same time as Mu Hanyan's thoughts were flying, the figure of Burning Qianxi was getting closer and closer, and at the same time, a figure flew out from the dirt in front of Mu Hanyan...... No, no, it's not a human figure, it's clearly a white skeleton.

The skeleton's hand held a rusty long sword, and as it flew out, it slashed at Mu Hanyan.

Necromantic Sword Slave! Mu Hanyan suddenly reacted, this was Zhao Lingxian's Necromantic Soul Binding Technique.

It seems that she is also being cornered. You must know that the speed at which the Necromantic Sword Slave absorbs the power of heaven and earth is extremely slow, and the Necromantic Sword Slave that has just been refined does not have much power, and it will take a period of time of evil art refining to recover some strength.

And the Necromantic Soul Binding Technique has to consume a lot of vitality of the caster, Zhao Lingxian himself was seriously injured, and he also summoned this useless undead skeleton with a great injury to his vitality, which is tantamount to drinking a donkey to quench his thirst, and he will only die faster.

No, just thinking like this in his heart, Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that something was wrong, things were not as simple as he thought.

The friends who know you best are often not your friends, but your enemies, just like Zhao Lingxian knows Mu Hanyan, Mu Hanyan also knows her temperament no better. Even if she was forced to a dead end, she would never do such a meaningless thing, although she deeply despised Zhao Lingxian's character, but Mu Hanyan still admired her scheming will.

"Retreat!" Mu Hanyan immediately made a decision, shouted at Hua Yue and the others, and at the same time flew back.

I have to say that Mu Hanyan's reaction when he was facing the enemy was not unpleasant, and his actions were even more decisive and resolute, but he was still a little slower.

At the same time as the skeleton slashed out a sword, its entire body exploded violently, turning into a piece of gray ashes and drifting away, but the long sword still tore through the air and slashed towards Mu Hanyan.

The blade is still rusty, but it is imposing.

Fifth Order of Swordsman!

Mu Hanyan could be sure that the power of this sword had reached the fifth order of the sword master, if he didn't guess wrong, the white bone skeleton just now was at least the strength of the fifth order of the sword master before he died, and even the sword saint. Otherwise, even if it was the last trace of the remnant soul that self-detonated, it would be impossible for it to burst out with such sword might.

If she was at her peak, it would not be too difficult for Mu Hanyan to take this sword, but now, in order to kill Zhao Lingxian, she had done her best, and the last sword actually had a bit of a strong crossbow taste.

Zirong and Jiang Yuzhe also saw this, and their faces changed greatly. It's a pity that they are a little far away, and the incident happened so suddenly that even they were caught off guard, and it was too late to smash out of the flying immortals.

When they were in a hurry, the figure of Burning Qianzhi moved quickly, blocking in front of Mu Hanyan, and with a loud shout, the broadsword slashed out.

Looking at the tall figure, Mu Hanyan lost his mind for a moment, as if he had returned to his previous life.

is also this figure, I don't know how many times in front of her at the moment of life and death, like a towering tree, let him drift away in the wind and rain I am proud of the world, like an ancient boulder, let him thunder and lightning, I will not fall.

The two swords intersected, making a crisp sound, and the rock-solid sound and shadow of Burning Qianshi were heavily slashed, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

And the rusty sword was shattered into metal fragments.

Looking at the blood stains on the corners of Yan Qianxi's mouth, Mu Hanyan's heart palpitated, and his eyes were a little moist.

Everything seems to have returned to the previous life.

"You can't kill him, at least, you can't kill him until you know why he wanted to attack you in your previous life. This time, Mu Hanyan made up his mind.

She believes that the friendship between Burning Qianshan and her will never be fake, and there will be no fake to save each other again and again, so why did he make a move in the end?

"Take the pill, and the horse heals the wounds. Mu Hanyan's gaze became softer, and he threw a bottle of elixir to Burning Qianxi, and said.

"It's too late, hurry up. Burning Qianshi took the elixir and said in an unquestionable tone.

"Let's go, do you think you still have a chance to go?" Zhao Lingxian laughed wildly like a night owl, and the appearance of the seven orifice bleeding was even more weird and terrifying.