The ancient books he got at the beginning were only fragments, although he learned the art of beast control, but he was very reluctant, if it wasn't for the strength of the Sword Saint as an aid, I am afraid that he would not be able to use it at all.

The worst thing is that it wasn't until he learned the art of beast control that he found that his strength improvement had become extremely difficult, obviously restricted by the art of beast control.

It is precisely for this reason that he was seriously injured in the battle with Chenxing Academy, if he hadn't found this poor god temple and saved his soul by relying on a beast god bead left in the temple, his soul would have been destroyed and turned into nothingness.

He never dreamed that in this life, there were still people who knew psychic animal language.

Xia Youchen Ma changed his mind, in this valley, everyone else can die, but this kid can't let him die. As long as he catches him and asks all the psychic beast language, he can break through the constraints of the beast control technique, surpass the sword master, and reach the realm of another legend.

Xia Youchen looked at Mu Hanyan, like a wild beast in the wilderness, at a weak little sheep that could only be killed and devoured, his eyes were hungry and thirsty.

"Kill. While those strange beasts were still sluggish, the young swordsmen raised their long swords again, slashed the strange beasts in front of them, and rushed towards the crack in the mountain cliff.

The blood of the same kind made those strange beasts wake up faster, and under the control of the power of the contract, they waved their sharp claws again.

An even more tragic battle began.

Compared to before, the attack of the alien beasts was even more crazy, their eyes were blood-red, and their bodies were filled with a strong killing intent.

If the previous beasts had far more wisdom than ordinary beasts, and knew a little fear, then now these beasts, even those lowest-level beasts, are even more savage and stupid, they have completely forgotten their fears, their eyes are empty, and they just rely on the bloodthirstiness of beast instincts, completely ignoring the swordsmen's piercing swords, and rushing forward to kill one after another like moths to fire.

Such a change is obviously because of Xia Youchen's beast control technique and the divine beast coercion of the poor divine beast.

It's no wonder that with their own strength, they were able to compete with Chenxing Academy, which was known as the fifth academy back then, and escaped under the joint encirclement and suppression of the major families of Beijing University and the royal family.

Seeing that a young swordsman was stumbling under the crazy attack of the strange beast, and he could die at any time, Mu Hanyan couldn't care about preserving his strength, and with a long roar, a piece of frost and snow rain flew down for nine days.

"Puff puff puff ......" Within three feet of his body, a blood mist flew out.

Even though his mind was under control and fell into madness, the battered beast still let out a terrible scream.

"Great swordsman, he is also a great swordsman!" Seeing Mu Hanyan's true strength, all the swordsmen were in high spirits.

Being able to survive a series of bloody battles until now, their strength and eyesight are naturally not bad, and it can be seen at a glance that although Mu Hanyan is only a tenth-order great swordsman, after the transformation of this frost and snow rain, his power is not much worse than that of Yan Yuchu, who is a swordsman.

What is a natural waste material, what is incompetent, it turns out that Mu Hanyan is the real master. Thinking of their previous contempt and rejection of Mu Hanyan because they listened to Qu Fengting's slander, everyone felt a pang of shame and guilt in their hearts.

And Mu Feng, who was deliberately placed by Mu Hanyan in the middle of the team, was even more stunned. Not long ago, he also fought with Mu Hanyan, and at that time, Mu Hanyan was only a sixth-order swordsman, how could he reach the realm of a tenth-order great swordsman so quickly.