Let's go, Hanazuki, let's go. Blood continued to seep out from the corners of Tsukihime's mouth, but she still kept fighting, sending out a storm, and at the same time shouting anxiously to Katsuki.

"Do you think he's still going to be able to go?" said the black-clad swordsman contemptuously in a painful, hoarse voice.

Only then did Tsukihime notice that the entire temple was shrouded in an invisible forbidden barrier, although it had little impact on her, it was enough to make it difficult for Kazuki and the others to move an inch.

This is the artifact prohibition of the Demon Breaking Gun.

"I'm fighting with you. With a resolute expression, Tsukihime actually rushed straight towards the black-clothed swordsman.

Judging from her previous methods, it is obviously completely different from the melee combat of the swordsman, and it is more like a door spell that can be released from a distance, but it is extremely weak in close combat. At this time, it is natural to work hard.

Of course, the black-clothed swordsman understood this, and a contemptuous sneer appeared on his face.

The faint starlight sprinkled the earth through the cracks between the dark clouds, and the long silver shining hair of Tsukihime became dull gray, and the original smooth and flawless face also showed wrinkles, and the whole moment was dozens of years old, this is not a disguised modification, but really dozens of years old.

"Life sacrifice, you really don't want to live anymore. The black-clothed swordsman frowned.

Tsukihime didn't answer, her hands snapped forward, and a black storm swirled out from between her hands, constantly magnifying.

The power was obviously several times stronger than the previous storms, after all, it was a fatal blow she delivered at the cost of her life.

"Hmph!" the black-clothed swordsman snorted disdainfully.

Tsukihime's strength is still a little weaker after all, even if he casts the forbidden spell and sacrifices his life to cast the Night Storm, at most he can only be seriously injured, but it can't hurt his life, as long as he completely breaks the seal and regains his previous strength, this damage is not a big problem for him at all.

Striking at the last of the seals, he ignored Tsukihime's desperate blow and let the storm bombard him.

Countless turbulent wind blades tore through his body, revealing white bones, and even bright red internal organs could be seen through the broken flesh. The extreme pain made his body convulse constantly. However, his face showed a sickly excitement and madness.

"Boom!" thunder exploded in the sky, and countless electric lights converged, forming pillars of light, which rained down on the black-clothed swordsman one after another.

Under the power of the huge heavenly thunder, his whole body trembled violently, but his eyes showed relief and joy.

It's almost over, as long as he unlocks the last seal, he can recover his strength, and then kill Tsukihime, kill the evil seed left by Hua Guanyu, and complete the task and return to the temple.

Thinking of his distant hometown, his distorted face revealed a strange warmth.

But suddenly, a cold killing machine appeared behind him. His gaze instantly returned to clarity, and he turned around sharply, and saw Mu Hanyan's indifferent eyes and the cold sword blade.

Mu Hanyan finally made a move. After waiting for a long time, she finally waited for the only chance.

It was another thunderstorm, and another storm hit the body, and the black-clothed swordsman at this time was already covered in bruises, although the seal was constantly broken, his momentum was also constantly improving, and he was about to break the last seal and restore his strongest strength. But this is also the critical point of his alternating strength, and it is when he is the weakest.

Like a swordsman, every critical moment of breakthrough promotion is often the most dangerous moment.

If such an opportunity can't kill him, then Mu Hanyan can't have a better chance.

What's more, she can also see that once the seal is completely broken and the other party recovers his strength, he is likely to be a master of the Sword Saint, and at that time, she will have no chance.

"Even the peak of the great swordsman dares to find death!" the black-clothed swordsman snorted disdainfully.

He didn't care who Mu Hanyan was, nor did he care why he was here. None of this made sense to him.

After killing Hua Yue, he can complete the mission and return to the temple, and all the grievances and grievances in the Holy Court Continent have no meaning to him.

The only thing he cares about is the strength of the other party.

A mere great swordsman, if he had changed before, he might still have some threats to him, but now, he has broken through the cauldron and cast the forbidden technique and opened the seal, although he has not fully recovered his previous strength, but it is also equivalent to the peak of the great swordsman of the Holy Court Continent, how can he put such strength in his eyes.

It's just that he is now at the last moment of completely breaking the seal, and it is also the weakest point of his body, but he didn't dare to directly accept Mu Hanyan's sword like he did when he faced Yueji just now, so he still divided his mind and slapped it with one palm.

A hazy palm shadow appeared out of thin air, imprinted on Mu Hanyan's chest.

Now he looks embarrassed, but his face is full of confidence.

The yellow-haired child in front of him who has not dried up has good strength and good eyesight, so he actually chose to shoot at his weakest moment. But it's a pity, after all, he is still too young, he doesn't know what kind of world difference there is between a swordsman and a swordsman, hasn't he heard of the emaciated camel horse, even if he is in the weakest situation, he is confident that he will kill Mu Hanyan with one palm.

"Childe!"

"Childe!" and several people exclaimed at the same time.

They never dreamed that Mu Hanyan would come. Although Mu Feng escaped from the village earlier, saying that he was going back to report the news, they didn't know that Mu Hanyan had returned to Black Rock City, and they only knew that the Mu family would never mobilize people for a few of them. Even, the Great Elder and the others wished that they were dead, and Mu Daxuan was missing two powerful dog legs, anyway, they were not the children of the Mu family, and no one would say anything if they didn't save them when they died.

As for Mu Hanyan, even if he arrived in time when he heard the news, seeing the strength of the other party, it was the best choice to stand by and watch after judging the situation.

Therefore, when they saw Mu Hanyan who suddenly appeared, several people were surprised and moved, and tears flowed. In addition to being moved, I can't help but feel deeply worried.

They could also see how powerful the black-clothed swordsman in front of them was, even if Mu Hanyan fought hard, he would never be his opponent.

Facing a palm shadow from the black-clothed swordsman, Mu Hanyan turned a blind eye, and when he heard the exclamations of Huayue and a few people, he didn't hear it.

Her expression was so indifferent, and her eyes were so resolute. did not back down, did not evade, and flew forward with a palm from the other party, and the long sword in his hand was pointed directly at the vital point of the opponent's heart.

This is clearly a sword that ends together.

However, even if you want to die together, you need that kind of strength, and Mu Hanyan at this time obviously doesn't have that kind of strength.

"Stop. Hua Yue's face was full of tears and she yelled.

"Leave us alone, let's go. Zirong also shouted eagerly.

"This madman, I don't want to die yet. Jiang Yuzhe was held in his hand by Zirong, and opened his eyes weakly to look at this scene, but his eyes were hazy.