Mu Hanyan certainly wouldn't force Xinghuan Qianji to help. In fact, she also knew that if she wanted to become a truly strong person, she couldn't always rely on external forces, but had to rely on herself. The moment of life and death was actually the best training for a swordsman.

"Don't have wishful thinking. The poison on Old Man Zong's sword was taken from the Netherworld Poisonous Moth, which has lived for five hundred years. It is impossible for anyone without a swordsman to dissolve it, let alone suppress it." He Songhua certainly didn't know what was happening to Mu Hanyan, but judging from the look of it, he guessed that she was trying to suppress the toxicity, and said sarcastically.

Hearing He Songhua's words, Mu Hanyan suddenly had an idea, her feet softened, and she fell to the ground.

"Hand over the dragon blood stone and I can leave your body intact." He Songhua said contemptuously.

"How despicable! Even if I die, I will never hand you over." Mu Hanyan said with difficulty, leaning on her sword. Life is like a play, and it all depends on acting. Mu Hanyan's acting skills are becoming more and more superb!

"Kill him," Qu Shanhai said impatiently. He had thought the three-handed snail-crushing was a sure thing, but it nearly went to waste. If Zong Dingfang hadn't been so despicable and shameless, he might have let the brat escape again. Seeing Mu Hanyan, even though she was poisoned, still refused to succumb, Qu Shanhai became increasingly annoyed.

"You little brat, since you're asking for trouble, don't blame me for being cruel." He Songhua stepped forward and stabbed Mu Hanyan with a sword.

From the sword that Mu Hanyan used just now to seriously injure Zong Dingfang, it was not difficult for him to see that Mu Hanyan had the strength of a ninth-level swordsman. Although such strength was already surprising considering his age, and the strange sword moves also made people secretly amazed, it was still much weaker than the last attack in Longyan Mountains.

He didn't doubt that Mu Hanyan was hiding his strength. Hiding his strength in such a life-or-death situation would require a complete lunatic. The only explanation was that he had used some uncanny method to temporarily boost his strength. Such uncanny methods weren't uncommon; some priceless elixirs could achieve this, though they would only cause some damage to the body.

In short, he was certain that Mu Hanyan's true strength was only that of a ninth-rank swordsman. Such strength, coupled with the poison in her body, was even more insignificant.

He Songhua was afraid that he would accidentally kill Mu Hanyan, so he was more reserved with this sword.

However, he never expected that just as the sword was about to pierce Mu Hanyan, a sword shadow like frost and snow flew out. The invisible frost and snow were filled with murderous intent. Although it was a ninth-level swordsman, it was no less bright than a tenth-level great swordsman. And a strange sword star was hidden among the frost and snow.

"Not good!" In an instant, He Songhua was scared out of his wits.

His strength and adaptability were much stronger than Zong Dingfang's. He didn't think about why Mu Hanyan could still perform such a sword despite being poisoned, nor did he think about the fact that although he was a ninth-level swordsman, the power of this sword was no weaker than that of a tenth-level swordsman. He just retreated hastily out of instinct.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast he was, he could not be faster than Mu Hanyan who had been accumulating strength for a long time.

A flash of blood appeared, and the hand holding the sword was severed at the shoulder. Thousands of frost and snow fluttered, leaving dozens of blood marks on his body.

He Songhua screamed and fell heavily, leaving behind a puff of strange blood mist.

"No, it's impossible!" He Songhua looked at Mu Hanyan unwillingly, struggled twice, spat out a mouthful of blood, and followed Zong Dingfang's footsteps, fainting.

"You bastard, you dare to cheat!" The moment the frost and snow appeared, Qu Shanhai knew something was wrong. Unfortunately, it happened so quickly that it was too late to warn He Songhua. Before He Songhua even landed, he roared and swung his sword at Mu Hanyan.