"Are you stupid? How can you speak after I've killed you?" Mu Hanyan looked at the man as if he were mentally retarded, then a smile appeared on her face like a warm spring breeze, and she spoke in a light tone. She stirred the long sword in her hand vigorously, and then stirred it slowly, making a circle before pausing.

"Crack, crack..." As blood spurted out, Hua Yue and the others could hear the scraping sound of swords scraping across bones. The sound was piercing, impacting everyone's eardrums and sending chills down their spines.

Mu Hanyan still had a smile on her face, but the smile did not reach her eyes.

The middle-aged man's screams almost broke through the eardrums of everyone present, piercing their eardrums and causing pain.

Mu Hanyan always had a warm and harmless smile on her face. Without waiting for the man to reply, she stabbed the middle-aged man's calf with her sword again and again, stirring it again. The sound of the sword rubbing against the bones was creepy again.

Although Zirong and the others had long known that the young master's heart was far from as gentle and kind as he appeared, and they also knew the dire consequences of angering him, seeing his cruel and ruthless side firsthand still left Huayue and the others secretly trembling. This was the fate of those who hurt those close to Mu Hanyan.

The head of the Fang family was even more shocked and showed a look of deep awe.

It was not until then that he realized how terrible the consequences of truly angering Mu Hanyan would be.

Whether facing Rong Tianhai in the past, or facing the fifth prince Nian Anyao and others later, even in a life-and-death battle, Mu Hanyan still maintained a calm smile on her face, so that he always thought that Mu Hanyan had a free and easy temperament and had no murderous intentions.

After seeing this scene, he realized that he was wrong. It was not that Mu Hanyan did not have the intention to kill, but that he had not met anyone worthy of killing. If his reverse scale was touched and his murderous intent was aroused, he would definitely be more terrifying and ruthless than any killing god in the world.

That’s right, it’s the reverse scale. Mu Hanyan’s reverse scale is his relatives and friends. Hurting them is even more terrifying than hurting Mu Hanyan himself.

Thinking of this, the head of the Fang family felt extremely lucky. It was by no means a bad thing to be able to follow such a master who was clear about gratitude and resentment and was happy to repay and repay. It was a blessing for him and the entire Fang family.

"Mu Hanyan, I'm going to fight you!" Such pain is simply not something that ordinary people can bear. Even the middle-aged man couldn't bear it. He roared and raised his sword high.

Mu Hanyan glanced at him with contempt. Even at his peak, he was no match for her, let alone when he was seriously injured?

As soon as this thought arose in her mind, Mu Hanyan felt that something was wrong, and a strong sense of unease suddenly surged in her heart.

Mu Hanyan made a quick decision, drew out his sword and took several steps back.

Almost at the same time, the middle-aged man slashed down with his sword.

The long sword that was shining brightly just now suddenly turned into a dark green color, looking gloomy and extremely strange. The sword's movement was so fast that it was hard to keep up.

If Mu Hanyan had not reacted quickly and flew back before he finished speaking, she would probably have been injured by his sword.

"What's going on?" Mu Hanyan's expression became serious.

After the previous fight, she had some understanding of this middle-aged man. She knew that although his strength was quite good, he was not known for his speed.

But the speed of this sword was so fast that even she felt inferior to it.

Imagine that even if he used the shadowless sword technique he learned from Jiang Yuzhe, in terms of speed alone, it would probably not be faster than this sword.

Mu Hanyan looked at the middle-aged man and was surprised to find that not only his sword, but his entire body was covered with a layer of green color, as if shrouded in a green ghost fire.

The originally slender figure became light and vague in the ghostly fire, and some said it was a legendary ghost or evil spirit.

Just as Mu Hanyan flew backward, the middle-aged man followed her like a shadow, stabbing out with the long sword in his hand one after another.

Rays of green sword light flashed by, so exquisite that even Mu Hanyan was amazed.

Previously, this middle-aged man blocked Zirong's sword beams that were like a pear-shaped rainstorm one by one. Mu Hanyan had already felt the exquisiteness of his swordsmanship, but only now did she understand what it meant to be a dwarf compared to a giant.

The sword beams came from all kinds of incredible angles, completely violating the structure of the human body, as if the bones and joints of the entire arm had turned into snakes that could bend at will.

Even though Mu Hanyan's actual combat power was even better than his, he was still overwhelmed by such exquisite and strange sword skills.

Mu Hanyan had seen such exquisite sword skills before. If one's strength reached the Saint level and used secret methods to temper his muscles and bones, he would be able to perform this sword technique that completely violated the human body's structure.

However, the middle-aged man in front of him obviously did not force himself to improve his strength, nor did he have the strength of a sword saint. He was still at the fourth level of swordsman. How could he possibly display such sword skills?

Although for the vast majority of sword practitioners, their own cultivation level is the foundation, and sword techniques and martial arts are only the branches used to exert their strength, excessive pursuit of sword techniques and martial arts while ignoring the improvement of the cultivation level is tantamount to putting the cart before the horse. However, it must be admitted that even if it is putting the cart before the horse, as long as it can be brought to the extreme, it is still astonishingly terrifying.

Mu Hanyan's actual combat power surpassed that of her opponent, but she was unable to completely suppress him. Facing those incredible and exquisite sword strikes one after another, even she found it extremely difficult to cope with them.

With Mu Hanyan's powerful six senses, she could barely grasp the trajectory of the opponent's sword, and even occasionally find the opponent's flaws. However, just as Mu Hanyan was forcibly concentrating her energy, wanting to seize the fleeting opportunity to defeat the opponent with more powerful energy and more exquisite sword skills, the long sword began to tremble violently.

Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that the quality of this long sword was still a little poor. It could not withstand stronger energy, nor could it display more exquisite sword skills.

This is precisely the fundamental reason why even a sword is so hard to find, even at a fraction of a coin. No matter who you are, once your cultivation reaches a certain level, you inevitably hit a bottleneck. Further advancement becomes incredibly difficult, and to unleash even greater combat power, you must rely on superior divine weapons.

Unable to display stronger sword skills, Mu Hanyan's situation became even more dangerous, and every sword strike was terrifying.

Seeing that Mu Hanyan was in danger, Hua Yue and the others' faces changed drastically.

"How about we go together and kill this guy first?" The head of the Fang family was also secretly worried, and said to Hua Yue and the others by gathering his energy and transmitting his voice.

As the head of the family, he is certainly not a soft-hearted person, nor is he soft-hearted.