Although she didn't want to reveal any clues, Mu Hanyan intentionally suppressed her strength. However, the powerful combat power brought by the combination of sword skills and divine arts was not something that the Iron-Spiked Porcupine and the Demon-Eye Wind Wolf, who were only equivalent to the initial stage of the Divine Heart Priest, could resist. Soon, more than ten strange beasts fell in front of her.

Although they did not use their full strength, the strange beasts' natural intuition for danger still allowed them to sense the terrifying nature of Mu Hanyan. They turned around and attacked others, no longer daring to provoke her. A strange gap appeared with Mu Hanyan as the center.

"Oh no, I killed too many." Mu Hanyan raised the Hanxiao Sword again, but found that there was no trace of any strange beast within three feet of her body. She couldn't help but smile bitterly.

At first, Mu Hanyan was worried that the strange beasts in the Black Wood Prison had other magical powers, so she didn't dare to be too arrogant and didn't dare to show mercy. However, after killing a few of them, she found that these strange beasts were actually no different from their counterparts in the Holy Court Continent and the Continent of Gods, except that their overall strength was slightly stronger.

She looked around and luckily, everyone else was caught up in the melee and the tight formation was disrupted, so no one noticed her abnormality.

"Ah!" At this moment, a muffled groan was heard. It was Zhao Xinghong's voice.

Mu Hanyan turned her head and saw Zhao Xinghu, like he had been hit by a huge rock, flying back. Beside him, the Earth Priests were also spewing blood and retreating.

A demon-eyed wind wolf, over ten feet tall, was running towards Zhao Xinghong like a shadow. Before it got close, it had already released thousands of wind blades that were as solid as substance from its mouth. They swirled and intertwined like a storm of sharp blades, enveloping Zhao Xinghu at lightning speed. The power was no less than that of a seventh-level Divine Heart Priest's all-out attack.

Zhao Xinhu's mouth was gushing with blood, his face turned pale with fear. He wanted to dodge, but the previous blow had already seriously injured him, and he had no strength in his body.

"Second Uncle..." Seeing that Zhao Xinghu was seriously injured and his strength was greatly reduced, and he didn't even have the strength to dodge, Zhao Zhiyuan cried out in grief.

He knew that Zhao Xinghu was dead!

Where did this wind wolf come from? Why didn't I see it just now? Mu Hanyan didn't have time to think about this question. She gritted her teeth and raised her sword.

She didn't want to save Zhao Xinghu. In fact, she hoped that this shameless old pervert would die under the attack of the Evil Eye Wind Wolf. But there was nothing she could do. This old guy couldn't fly anywhere else, but he just flew towards her in a half-dead state.

The storm of sharp blades came so fast that she was caught off guard. Even she was not sure she could dodge it. She couldn't just do nothing and take it head-on. Even if her sword skills had recovered to the level of a sixth-level swordsman, she couldn't withstand the storm of sharp blades with her flesh and blood. This was the innate magic of the Demon Eye Wind Wolf, which was equivalent to the seventh-level Divine Heart Priest. She didn't want to be buried with Zhao Xinghong!

"Sister Mu!" Seeing Mu Hanyan was forced to draw out her sword and was about to confront the evil-eyed wind wolf head-on, Su Baoer couldn't help but exclaim.

Yes, Mu Hanyan is very powerful. Even the Earth-Armored Dragon Rhino is no match for her, and even the Demon Dragon was repelled by her. But don’t forget, this is the Black Wood Priestery, and the cultivation of all priests will be greatly suppressed. She herself cannot even display the strength of a first-level Divine Heart Priest. How could Mu Hanyan possibly confront this Demon Eye Wind Wolf, which is comparable to a seventh-level Divine Heart Priest?

"Master Priest!" Gao Weihu's expression also changed drastically.

He had guessed the secret of Mu Hanyan a long time ago, knowing that in addition to her priestly cultivation, she should also have an impressive swordsmanship. However, he had never practiced swordsmanship, and did not understand the wonders of the Black Wood Prison's laws. He only knew that no matter how powerful a master of the Holy Court was, his cultivation would be greatly reduced when he arrived in the Continent of Gods. Naturally, he was very worried about Mu Hanyan.

Seeing Zhao Xinghu flying towards Mu Hanyan, they almost wanted to kill him. But unfortunately, even if they killed Zhao Xinghu, it would be useless.

Almost instinctively, the two men unleashed their swords and maces, attacking the Demon Eye Wind Wolf. However, with their current cultivation levels, how could they possibly defeat a beast as powerful as a seventh-rank Divine Heart Priest? Two divine arts simultaneously struck the Demon Eye Wind Wolf, but its imposing form didn't even falter. It released a stream of wind blades and brandished its claws, lunging at Zhao Xinghu with a ferocious aura. Of course, Mu Hanyan remained within the attack range of the storm of sharp blades.

"Chi" the Demon Eye Wind Wolf's claws, like those made of fine iron, swept through the air. Several sharp wind blades swept across, tearing the sacrificial robe on Zhao Xinghu's back, and several blood mists sprayed out.

The Evil Eye Wind Wolf licked the blood on its claws, bloodshot eyes flashed, and its brutal and ferocious aura intensified.

Animals are animals. Even if their intelligence is greatly enhanced and their wisdom is no less than that of humans, even if they have awakened the divine talent in their blood, their bloodthirsty nature will not change.

Zhao Xinghu groaned, grimacing in pain, but his body involuntarily accelerated and flew towards Mu Hanyan.

God knows, he didn't really want to drag Mu Hanyan with him to be buried with him, but he had no choice. However, his luck was good. He flew towards Mu Hanyan. The accompanying law enforcement priests were also seriously injured and unable to help for the time being. The only one who could save him was Mu Hanyan.

"Help, Lord Mu, help." Hearing the whistling sound of the sharp blade storm getting closer and closer behind him, as well as the smell of blood on the Demon Eye Wind Wolf, Zhao Xinghu was so scared that his face turned pale and he shouted to Mu Hanyan in a crying voice, which was exactly the same as Zhao Yuanzhi before.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhiyuan, Ou Mingzhi and others were all disheartened, and Fei Changle and others felt as if they had fallen into an ice valley.

To be honest, they didn't suffer any major losses in the melee with the strange beasts until now. Although many were injured, only a few unlucky ones died. However, many of the enemy's iron-thorned porcupines and magic-eyed wind wolves died.

However, they also knew that their success had little to do with them. If it weren't for Zhao Xinghu and the several law enforcement priests who cultivated the laws of the earth, they would have been completely wiped out long ago. (Of course, they didn't realize that the person who killed the most monsters was Mu Hanyan, not Zhao Xinghu and the other law enforcement priests.)

Now that several of the law enforcement priests were seriously injured, if Zhao Xinghu died, how would they deal with the remaining Iron-Spiked Porcupines and Demon-Eyed Wind Wolves without a leader? They had long seen that while the law enforcement priests' earth magic was powerful, it lacked some flexibility and flexibility. Without Zhao Xinghu's ice magic, they would not be able to exert much power.

They hoped that Mu Hanyan could save Zhao Xinghu, but that Demon Eye Wind Wolf was a powerful being comparable to a seventh-level Divine Heart Priest. Even if Mu Hanyan was stronger than Zhao Xinghu, how much stronger could she be? How could she possibly defeat such a powerful beast?

It's over, completely over. Despair was written all over the faces of Zhao Zhiyuan and the others.

Oh my god, it’s over. I’m just too lucky, okay? Mu Hanyan gritted her teeth.