Although he is also a swordsman of the ninth order, Jiang Renyi is the peak of the ninth order of the monk, and he has been cultivating for a lifetime, and he has been at the peak of the ninth order for more than twenty years, and his strength is naturally much stronger than Mu Hanyan, who has just been promoted to the ninth order.

However, Mu Hanyan was not half flustered.

This should actually be regarded as her second fight with Jiang Renyi, although she can't kill him with one sword like last time, but it is not difficult to kill him.

A thousand cold plums, murderous.

If you change to someone else, in the face of that thousand points of Hanmei, the only choice may be to retreat. But Mu Hanyan did not retreat but advanced, and at the moment when Jiang Renyi's thousand-point sword shrouded her, Mu Hanyan tilted her head slightly, and the long sword in her hand stabbed out like electricity.

"Huh!" A ray of blood light bloomed from Mu Hanyan's shoulder, and her long sword had pierced into Jiang Renyi's heart.

"How is it possible, how do you know the flaws in my swordsmanship?" Jiang Renyi clutched his chest, looking at Mu Hanyan in disbelief and unwillingly.

Mu Hanyan was still smiling, still smiling so brightly. Looking at the bright smiling face, Jiang Renyi, who had gradually lost his mind, couldn't even believe that the resolute and absolute sword just now was in her hand.

No one understands the danger of that sword better than himself, although it is a ninth-order phantom sword technique, it is not as good as a tenth-order sword transformation technique, but among the thousand points of cold plum, every sword-shaped phantom is a murderous hidden intention, and the virtual and the real alternate are endlessly changing.

Mu Hanyan turned his head slightly just now, and it seemed that he easily dodged his lore sword technique, but in fact, it was extremely dangerous, as long as it was a fraction of a centimeter, the action was slightly larger or half a point smaller, and the result was by no means as simple as being injured.

In other words, even if Jiang Yiren himself is replaced, even if he knows the only flaw in his swordsmanship, he will never dare to take such a risk.

How could this girl with a bright smile as bright as a spring day in front of her be so desperate and so decisive! Until death, Jiang Renyi could not imagine it.

Mu Hanyan replied and continued to walk forward.

It's a pity that her strength at this time is still a little worse, if she doesn't want to fight quickly to avoid long nights and dreams, she wouldn't even have to be injured.

However, this injury is nothing to her, and the decisive battle she has experienced in the past is far more tragic than today. In an instant, Mu Hanyan seemed to be back to the past.

Behind Qingmei's smile, her gaze is so cold and ruthless, her heart has no waves, no trace of pity, quiet and cold like the bluestone that has not fallen for hundreds of millions of years.

"Why haven't you done it yet?" Jiang Zhongtian finished drinking a glass of wine, but he didn't hear the sound of the swordsman fighting, and said a little strangely.

"Could there be something strange?" the guard guessed.

"What's so strange, it can't be that Renyi sees me suing the old man and returning to his hometown, for fear of causing some trouble. Alas, I'm old, I'm old, and I'm not as sharp as I used to be. Jiang Zhongtian shook his head and sighed.

"My lord, it's dead, it's dead......" At this moment, a guard rushed in in a panic.

"What grown-up is dead, full of gibberish, begging for a beating, right?" the guard next to him kicked the man to the ground.

"No...... It's not that the adults are dead. Only then did the guard realize that he had said the wrong thing in a hurry, and stammered.

"Isn't it just a dead person, although I'm no longer in the capital for this, it's not a big deal to kill a crumb who broke into a private house at night, why is it panicked like this?" Jiang Zhongtian didn't get angry, and said disdainfully.

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