Of course, Mu Hanyan would not force Xinghuan Qianji to help. In fact, she also knows that if you want to become a real strongman, you can't always rely on external forces, you have to rely on yourself, and the moment of life and death is actually the best experience for a swordsman.

"Don't be delusional, the poison quenched by the old man's sword is taken from the Netherworld Poison Moth, which has lived for five hundred years, let alone dissolved under the sword master, it is impossible to even suppress it. Of course, He Songhua didn't know what was happening to Mu Hanyan's body, but it seemed that he was trying to find a way to suppress the toxicity, and said sarcastically.

Hearing He Songhua's words, Mu Hanyan had an idea, his feet were soft, and he planted towards the ground.

"Hand over the Dragon's Blood Stone, and I can keep your whole corpse. He Songhua said contemptuously.

"If you are so despicable that even if you die, I will never give it to you. Mu Hanyan slammed his sword on the ground and said "with difficulty". Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills. Mu Hanyan's acting skills are getting more and more exquisite!

"Abolish him. Qu Shanhai said impatiently. I thought that the three hands pinched the snail nine out of ten, but it almost went down again, if it weren't for Zong Dingfang being despicable and shameless enough, maybe let this stinky boy escape again, and then saw Mu Hanyan's body was highly poisonous, he still refused to give in, Qu Shanhai's heart became more and more irritable.

"Stinky boy, since you are asking for your own hardship, then don't blame me for being vicious. He Songhua took a step forward and stabbed out with a sword towards Mu Hanyan.

From Mu Hanyan's sword that seriously injured Zong Dingfang just now, it was not difficult for him to see the strength of Mu Hanyan's ninth-order swordsman, although such strength was enough to surprise people for his age, and that weird sword move also made people secretly say, but Xiangzi's attack in the Longyan Mountain Range was still much weaker.

He didn't doubt that Mu Hanyan was hiding his strength, and he was still hiding his strength at this life-and-death juncture, unless he was almost stupid. The only explanation is that once he used some strange method to temporarily increase his strength. This kind of method is not rare, and some valuable pills can do it, but it is just a little damage to the body.

In short, he determined that Mu Hanyan's true strength was the ninth order of the swordsman. Such strength, coupled with being highly toxic, is not worth mentioning.

He Songhua was also afraid that he would accidentally kill Mu Hanyan, so this sword was even more reserved.

However, he never expected that when the sword was about to pierce the cold smoke, a frosty and snow-like sword shadow flew out. The illusory and invisible frost and snow killing machine was awe-inspiring, although it was a ninth-order swordsman, but the tenth-order great swordsman was not differently bright. And a strange sword star is hidden between the frost and snow.

"Not good!" In an instant, He Songhua was frightened.

His strength and strain, Du Zongding Fang was a little stronger, and he didn't think about why Mu Hanyan under the poison could still use such a sword, nor did he think about the strength of the ninth-order swordsman, but the power of this sword was not weaker than that of the tenth-order great swordsman, but he hurriedly retreated by instinct.

It's a pity that with mental calculations or unintentionalities, no matter how fast his speed is, how can he be faster than Mu Hanyan, who has been gathering momentum for a long time.

The blood flashed, the hand holding the sword was broken shoulder to shoulder, and thousands of frost and snow fluttered, leaving dozens of blood marks on his body.

He Songhua screamed, and his body fell out heavily, bringing out a strange blood mist.

"No, it's impossible!" He Songhua looked at Mu Hanyan unwillingly, struggled twice, spit out a mouthful of blood, and also followed in the footsteps of Zong Dingfang, and fainted to death.

"Stinky boy, you still dare to cheat!" At the moment when the frost and snow appeared, Qu Shanhai knew that something was wrong, but unfortunately the incident happened in a hurry, and it was too late to remind He Songhua. Before He Songhua could land, there was an angry roar, swinging his sword towards Mu Hanyan.