There is no better choice. Even though Mu Hanyan knows that the Divine Martial Soul Refining Technique has limited effect and will greatly consume her own spiritual power, she can only rely on it.
Gui Yu's swordsmanship is so exquisite, and their coordination is so tacit that only with the help of the Shenwu Lianpo Jue can fatal damage be inflicted on them.
Miss Mu wished the little auspicious beast could unleash its might and cast another sleep barrier, ideally a mass sleep. Sadly, perhaps because the sleep barrier had a cooldown, or perhaps it was because it had consumed too much energy in its last battle with Nian Anyao, the little auspicious beast lay drowsy in her pocket, showing no sign of helping.
The air was filled with blood mist and screams. One after another, the black-clad swordsmen fell under Mu Hanyan's sword.
Soon, nearly one-third of the nearly one hundred black-clad swordsmen fell, and almost all the remaining ones were injured. However, there was no fear on their faces. Instead, they were full of bloodthirsty fanaticism. They still screamed madly and rushed towards Mu Hanyan and others, as if they would fight to the death.
Mu Hanyan's face showed fatigue. She had been practicing the Divine Martial Soul Refining Technique continuously, but she had reached her limit. Her energy was running out, her feet were gradually becoming weak, and a feeling of trance came over her mind.
Hua Yue and Jiang Yuzhe's bodies were covered in bloody sword wounds, dripping with blood. While their combat prowess was comparable to that of sword masters, it wasn't much stronger than these nearly crazed Gui Yu clan members. If it weren't for Mu Hanyan bearing the brunt of the pressure, it's doubtful they could have held out until now.
Of course, it was also thanks to their selfless dedication to protect Mu Hanyan's back that Mu Hanyan was able to concentrate on killing so many Gui Yu disciples. Otherwise, if she had relied on herself alone, she would have been surrounded and forced to retreat.
Nearby, Ye Lanxun, outnumbered by three, possessed the upper hand. Every swing of his Shattering Sword unleashed boundless might. The black-robed elders were covered in wounds, their faces pale. Yet, the three men didn't flinch. They relentlessly attacked Ye Lanxun, constantly glancing back at the ancestral hall behind them, their eyes filled with anticipation.
Although Yun Bo was seriously injured, he was still not at a disadvantage when fighting one against another, but it was difficult for him to kill his opponent in a short time.
No matter Mu Han, Yanhua Yue and the others, or Ye Lanxun and Yun Bo, they were all caught in a tough battle and no one could escape.
At some point, the rain got heavier, and the blood on the ground mixed with the rainwater gathered into a spring, slowly flowing into the distance, emitting a strong smell of blood. The sky was windy and rainy, appearing even gloomier and more desolate.
"Boom, boom..." There were bursts of muffled sounds coming from the ancient ancestral hall, as if thunder was ringing underground.
The eerie and terrifying aura was more than ten times stronger than before, as if someone was opening the gate of the Netherworld and releasing the legendary Nine Netherworld Demons.
"It's going to succeed, it's going to succeed soon." An old man in a black robe was so excited that tears streamed down his face. The other black-robed swordsmen were also ecstatic and shouted loudly.
"The head of the family is about to wake up. Kill them, kill them with all your strength. We must not let them ruin the great cause of our Gui Yu clan." The old man in black robe roared like a madman.
Immediately, all the people of Gui Yu clan were like possessed by demons, with fanatical faces, and rushed towards their opponents fearlessly.
In stark contrast to their ecstasy, Mu Hanyan, Hua Yue and others felt a sinking feeling in their hearts.
At the same time as the strange noise was heard in the ancestral hall, a divine thought had already locked onto them firmly, and a powerful pressure also invaded their hearts in an unstoppable manner, as if piercing the most vulnerable part of their hearts.
In an instant, several people felt fear from the bottom of their hearts. If Mu Hanyan had not been reborn, Hua Yue had not had a rough life, and Jiang Yuzhe had not left his family since childhood and traveled around, pursuing his own path of swordsmanship, their wills would have been much stronger than ordinary people, and they would probably have completely lost the will to resist under that mental pressure.
Obviously, the head of the Gui Yu clan is one step closer to waking up.
At this moment, he has not yet fully awakened, but the pressure of his divine thoughts is already so terrifying. If he were to fully awaken, how terrifying would it be?
Mu Hanfeng's figure appeared in her mind. Mu Hanyan felt a sudden pain in her heart. She gritted her teeth and rushed forward with all her might.
Hua Yue and Jiang Yuzhe fiercely protected her behind them, even facing the oncoming sword beams, they no longer blocked and dodged as before, but simply slightly avoided the vital parts, and while being injured, they also thrust their sharp swords into the opponent's body. Only by fighting with mutual destruction like this could they injure more enemies and relieve some of the pressure on Mu Hanyan.
However, under the opponent's crazy attack, even Ye Lanxuan and Yun Bo found it difficult to escape for a while, let alone them.
Seeing that the ancestral hall was shaking more and more violently with the rumbling sound, and the divine power released from it was becoming more and more powerful, Hua Yue gritted her teeth and took out the Demon-Breaking Spear again.
"Hua Yue!" Mu Hanyan exclaimed when she felt the unique murderous and violent aura of the Demon-Breaking Spear.
"Don't worry, sir. If you use it again, the damage shouldn't be too serious." Hua Yue was obviously aware of the consequences of forcibly using the Demon-Breaking Spear with the blood sacrifice technique, and she also knew that she couldn't hide it from Mu Hanyan, so she said frankly.
Mu Hanyan didn't say anything else. She also knew that in this situation, they had no other choice but to let Hua Yue use the power of the Demon-Breaking Spear.
Jiang Yuzhe looked at Hua Yue. Although he was sometimes slow to react, after hearing what the two said and seeing Mu Hanyan's worried expression, he could guess that Hua Yue's use of the Demon-Breaking Spear with the blood sacrifice technique was not completely harmless, but he also knew that they had no choice.
The tip of the Demon-Breaking Spear was once again aimed at the chest. Just as Hua Yue was about to stab him, Jiang Yuzhe suddenly cried out in surprise, "Wait!"
"What's wrong?" Mu Hanyan and Hua Yue glanced in the direction of Jiang Yuzhe's gaze.
A blood mist rose into the sky from behind the group of black-clad swordsmen, followed by a shrill scream.
Before Mu Hanyan and the others could understand what was happening, another blood mist rose up accompanied by another shrill scream.
However, in just a few breaths, dozens of blood mists flew out one after another, and one black-clothed swordsman after another fell in a pool of blood.
In the dense crowd of black-clad swordsmen, a straight passage appeared as if it had been plowed through.
A slightly thin young figure was slowly walking towards Mu Hanyan and others, with a string of blood dripping from the long sword in his hand.
His body was stained with blood, some of it someone else's, some of it his own. Deep streaks of blood were visible on his torn clothes, but he still maintained a cynical smile. However, at this moment, that smile was filled with chilling murderous intent.
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