In the buzzing sound, Mu Hanyan clearly felt a sense of closeness and warmth.
What's going on? Mu Hanyan was slightly startled. She didn't think the Hanxiao Sword had anything to do with the Guiyu clan.
The ancestral hall was still shaking violently, and in the humming sound of the Hanxiao Sword, in addition to the closeness and warmth, there was also a strong sense of anxiety. A red long sword that seemed to be burning with flames appeared in Mu Hanyan's mind.
"Chixiao Sword!" Mu Hanyan was shocked.
The reason why the Hanxiao Sword was able to possess spirituality was because it was inspired by the spirit of the Chixiao Sword. It can be said that it is of the same origin as the Chixiao Sword, and the sense of intimacy also comes from this. But why did it suddenly think of the Chixiao Sword at this time? Could it be that the Chixiao Sword is also nearby, which means that Mu Hanfeng is nearby?
Mu Hanyan quickly scanned the surroundings, but did not find Mu Hanfeng. She quickly used her spiritual sense to probe, but did not sense Mu Hanfeng's breath.
Her gaze lingered on the ancient ancestral hall: Could it be that Han Feng was inside that hall?
"How is this possible!" Mu Hanyan almost couldn't believe her own guess, nor was she willing to believe it.
However, the feeling from the Hanxiao Sword was so real, intimate, and full of anxiety.
Mu Hanyan didn't have much time to think. Just when she was full of doubts and worries, black-clad swordsmen flew in from all directions and blocked the front of the ancestral hall.
"Disciples of the Gui Yu clan, listen up, kill them at all costs." The leading old man in black robe shouted.
"Kill!" All the black-clad swordsmen let out an earth-shaking roar and rushed towards Mu Hanyan and others from all directions.
The four old men in black robes also let out a long roar, and one of them attacked Yun Bo, while the others joined forces to attack Ye Lanxun again.
They could all see that among the people who came later, Ye Lanxun was the strongest, and Mu Hanyan was much weaker than him. As long as they could entangle Ye Lanxun so that he had no time to be distracted, the other Gui Yu disciples would eventually drag Mu Hanyan and the others to death.
As long as they wait until the master's evil magic is perfected, they will be successful.
"Kill them." Mu Hanyan also said in a deep voice.
Even if Mu Hanfeng had not happened, she had to destroy the ancestral hall. What's more, according to the spiritual power transmitted by the Hanxiao Sword, Han Feng was most likely in the ancestral hall. Although she didn't know why he was here or what his current situation was, she could not give the head of the Guiyu family the opportunity to perfect his evil magic.
In an instant, killing sounds rang out and sword energy soared into the sky.
Streams of blood mist were flying all over the sky, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Mu Hanyan, Hua Yue and Jiang Yuzhe stood in a corner, resisting attacks from all directions while moving towards the ancestral hall.
There was frost and snow dancing all around, and Mu Hanyan's sword was hidden among the frost and snow. Almost every time the sword was thrust out, it would bring up a burst of blood.
Beside him, Hua Yue's sword was still as sharp as ever, and every time he swung his sword, it would bring out a sharp whistling sound.
However, Jiang Yuzhe's swordsmanship is completely the opposite, silent, yet mysterious and unpredictable.
Both of them increased their energy to the extreme and used their swordsmanship to the fullest. Although they were not as good as Mu Hanyan in hitting the target with every sword, they were also good at both offense and defense, and built a solid defense behind Mu Hanyan.
However, Gui Yu's swordsmanship was too exquisite, and they worked in perfect harmony. Even though most of them were only at the swordsman level, the combat power they displayed was still far beyond their own cultivation level. Even if they were not as good as sword masters, they were not far behind.
Even though Mu Hanyan had the Hanxiao Sword in her hand, her combat power increased significantly again, and with the powerful force that inexplicably appeared on her body, her combat power increased exponentially. Every time she stabbed out with the sword, it would bring out a cloud of blood. However, the number of opponents was too large. When an opponent fell, someone would immediately take his place and stand in front of Mu Hanyan again.
Moreover, the opponent's cooperation was also extremely tacit. Although many people could not withstand her powerful sword force, they were able to rely on the cover of their companions to avoid the fatal blow at the critical moment, simply treat the injuries, and then attack again fearlessly.
Therefore, although Mu Hanyan's sword skills drew blood, not many people were killed by one sword and completely lost their combat effectiveness.
No wonder on the battlefield with thousands of troops, except for the masters at the level of Sword Saint, even the masters at the level of Grand Sword Master find it difficult to determine the victory or defeat. If they are not careful, they will be drowned in the vast sea of people. Mu Hanyan now finally knows the reason.
If there is no absolute strength to suppress it, if it goes on like this, even the Sword Master will be dragged down.
No, we can't drag it on like this!
Mu Hanyan made a prompt decision and used the Divine Martial Soul Refining Technique.
A divine light flashed in his eyes, and the black-clothed swordsman in front of him showed a brief confusion in his eyes. Mu Hanyan seized the opportunity and stabbed a sword into his heart.
Blood splattered, the black-clad swordsman let out a scream, and died on the spot.
Finally, he defeated the enemy with one sword, but Mu Hanyan did not feel too happy.
This time, she unleashed the Divine Martial Soul Refining Technique, intending to simultaneously affect the minds of the three black-clad swordsmen before her. However, in the end, only one of them lost consciousness, while the other two were minimally affected. She thrust her sword twice at top speed, but the two men deftly dodged her, avoiding vital wounds and sustaining only minor injuries.
It seemed that as their sword skills improved, their spiritual awareness also increased significantly. It was impossible for the two great swordsmen to maintain their concentration under her third-level swordsman's Divine Martial Soul Refining Technique. However, this was normal. If their spiritual awareness had not been greatly improved, they would not have been able to perform such exquisite sword techniques.
What kind of unholy method did the Guiyu clan employ? Mu Hanyan frowned again. This strange and bizarre method of forcibly increasing combat power either relied on elixirs or sacrificed one's lifespan. Not only did it come at a great cost, but it usually couldn't last very long.
However, these black-clad swordsmen forced themselves to improve their sword skills, apparently without relying on elixir power, nor using any means to burn their lives or sacrifice their lifespans. Moreover, after fighting for a long time, they did not show the slightest sign of fatigue. What was the reason for this?
The later it got, the more frightened Mu Hanyan became, and she became even more wary of the Gui Yu clan's patriarch who was about to wake up.
However, what worried her most was Mu Hanfeng, who might be in the ancestral hall. The Guiyu clan's patriarch hadn't regained consciousness yet, so he might not be in too much danger. The spiritual power transmitted from the Hanxiao Sword proved this, but if the other party's evil magic reached its peak, Mu Hanfeng would be in imminent danger.
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