Seeing Zhao Xinghu speeding up towards him, Mu Hanyan stabbed his heart to death with a sword, but she could also see that this time Zhao Xinghu really didn't mean to drag her to the funeral, she really couldn't help herself, and after all, her strength had not yet recovered to its heyday, and in the face of such a powerful beast, she didn't dare to hold it up, and she didn't want to waste her strength on Zhao Xinghu.

The priorities are always very clear.

The long sword slashed, bringing out a large tent of flames as brilliant as the silver flowers of a fire tree, and Mu Hanyan's whole person was shrouded in the ethereal flames, and there was a bit of mystery and unfathomability.

"At this time, I'm still wasting spiritual power to make a mystery, don't you really know how to write the word dead?" Seeing the fluttering flames outside Mu Hanyan's body, Zhao Xinghong was so anxious that he almost vomited blood.

Although that piece of flame looks beautiful, and it also adds a bit of mysterious aura to Mu Hanyan, as long as you have a little knowledge, you are no stranger to this magic technique.

This divine technique is called the Ten Colors of Firelight, and it is one of the introductory divine techniques of the beginner Divine Heart Priest, but it has no power at all, and the biggest use is to confuse the opponent's sight, but at this level of priest, the divine mind is even more powerful, and just confusing the line of sight will not have any effect on them.

Therefore, the real use of this magic is to pray that the priest is used to show the brilliance of the god when he jumps the great god, and to put it more bluntly, it is to fool the common people in exchange for the admiration of the people.

However, the demon-eyed wind wolf behind him is not a common person who knows little about divine arts, and he is not so easy to fool, could it be that Mu Hanyan still expects to rely on a firelight to make it admire and be convinced.

Zhao Zhiyuan and the others are also a black line in their heads, and they originally reported the last faint hope to Mu Hanyan, hoping that she could kill the demon eye wind wolf and save Zhao Xinghu with great might, this time, they are completely dead - Mu Hanyan is clearly looking for death.

Gao Weihu and Su Bao'er glanced at each other, and Qi Qi stopped. With their understanding of Mu Hanyan, it is absolutely impossible to play tricks at such a critical moment, and there must be a reason for her to use this trick. Knowing that his strength is far inferior to Mu Hanyan, he can't help her, but it may be a bad thing, and the two of them are not in a hurry to make a move.

They guessed correctly, the reason why Mu Hanyan wasted her energy to cast this firelight that was actually more like an illusion than a divine spell was indeed her reason.

In fact, she has always hated this kind of magic stick method to fool the people, but there is no way, in the face of a beast that is comparable to a seventh-order divine heart priest, and the talent divine skill is more heart-to-heart, and the defense is surprisingly powerful, even if her priest cultivation is not suppressed, and there is no certainty of victory, it must be combined with kendo cultivation.

However, in the past, she was mainly based on divine arts, supplemented by sword skills, unless the strength of the vision reached a certain level, it was difficult to find the mystery, but now it is mainly based on sword skills, supplemented by swordsmanship, if you can't hide people's eyes and ears well, I'm afraid it will be easy to be seen.

Only this flaming light can confuse the public's eyes and hide her true means.

In the dazzling and mysterious flamelight, Mu Hanyan clenched the long sword, and the familiar energy flowed in the meridians again.

In the almost desperate gaze of Zhao Xinghu and others, Zhao

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Xinghu had already involuntarily flown into the dazzling flames, and the rapidly spinning storm of blades swept into it with a terrifying roar, and pieces of debris turned into powder, and dust and sand flew to obscure the sky and the sun.

"Second Uncle ......" Zhao Zhiyuan's eyes were hazy with tears, and when he saw the fate of the broken stones, he seemed to see Zhao Xinghu's tragic ending.

But immediately, his eyes widened again, and he looked at everything that was happening in front of him in disbelief.

A fire spear suddenly flew out of the dazzling and mysterious flame of firelight, and the flames on it were so dazzling and so solid, as if it was not a flame at all, but a divine weapon shaped into flames.

It was so fast that it was like a bolt of lightning...... No, faster than lightning, it felt as if it appeared in front of me out of thin air, but before the naked eye could catch its smooth and graceful yet ruthless figure, it disappeared from the eye.

"Poof!" With a soft sound, the fire spear had pierced into the chest of the Demon Eye Wind Wolf, instantly destroying its internal organs and cutting off its heart.

The Demon Eye Wind Wolf obviously didn't expect the other party's strength to be so strong, opened his mouth, and sent out the last wind blade, and his tall and strong body fell to the ground with a bang.

Until death, its eyes were still open, and its eyes were full of confusion.

The wind blade was not controlled by the divine thought, so naturally it had no target, and flew lightly into the air, and then dissipated with the wind, and the fire spear that pierced the Demon Eye Wind Wolf gradually disappeared, leaving only a cold long sword.

The dazzling flamelight of the fire dispersed, and Mu Hanyan's graceful figure appeared in front of her again, she slowly stepped forward, pulled out her long sword, and gently shook off the blood flowers on it. Originally, it was possible to use the law of fire to turn the corpse of the Demon Eye Wind Wolf into ashes, but it took a little longer, in order not to reveal the flaws, Mu Hanyan succeeded in one blow, and used the fastest speed to recover his spiritual power and strength.

With a slight stab of the long sword, it picked open the forehead bone of the Demon Eye Wind Wolf, and a multicolored light flashed, it was the Colorful Soul Bead, and it was not one, but a full five. Pick up the colorful soul beads one by one with two fingers, wipe off the blood on them, and put them into the astrolabe space, Mu Hanyan did all this slowly, so relaxed, quiet, there is a kind of aesthetic meaning like a flower.

All around, there was a dead silence, and everyone was stunned, looking at Mu Hanyan in a daze.

died, comparable to the demon eye wind wolf of the seventh-order divine heart, so he died. The terrifying blade storm, as well as the so-called powerful defense, were so vulnerable in front of Mu Hanyan!

Everything happened so fast, obscured by the dazzling flames of the fire, that they didn't even see how the fiery spear had cracked the Blade Storm of the Demon-Eyed Wind Wolf.

Not to mention them, even Zhao Xinghu, who was in it, didn't even see that scene, he was already frightened, and as soon as he entered the range of the fire, he was completely covered by the illusory light, at that moment, he even thought that his body was extinguished, and his soul gradually dispersed and hallucinated, and when he came back to his senses again, he only saw the lifeless corpse of the Storm-Eyed Demon Wolf.

It's also a shame to say, with his third-order divine spirit priest's divine thoughts, he didn't even feel the majesty of the divine technique behind Mu Hanyan. I can't help it, I'm really scared.