Mu Hanyan clearly felt that at the moment the two swords touched, a huge and pure force flowed into her heart meridians along her heart, just like the promotion she felt under the meteor shower last time.
This is obviously the power from Xinghuan Qianji.
But she remembered Xing Huan Qian Ji telling her that this chance to save her life only came once. What was going on this time? Could it be that this guy wasn't telling the truth?
Mu Hanyan subconsciously glanced at the star chart. "Idiot, I've advanced. Two more chances." A row of small words appeared on the star chart, followed by a huge roll of eyes.
Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that the first time she sprayed blood to recognize her master, she got a chance to borrow abilities from Xinghuan Qianji. And this time, Xinghuan Qianji was upgraded from a shabby star disk to an exquisite pendant, and she got two chances to borrow abilities.
"Does that mean that next time you advance, I can get three chances?" Mu Hanyan asked happily. The legendary nine-life cat is still very enviable.
"Do you think it's so easy for me to advance?" This time, the white eyes on the star plate rolled even bigger, and the entire pendant looked like a big white eye.
Mu Hanyan dismissed her unrealistic fantasies. Never mind the chances of survival, Xinghuan Qianji had only advanced thanks to a once-in-a-millennium meteor shower. Who knows how high the next upgrade requirements will be. If I were to use myself as a benchmark… well, forget it. Overthinking it would only lead to despair.
Mu Hanyan turned her gaze to Zong Dingfang, believing that such a result was enough to intimidate Zong Dingfang and He Songhua. Even if they would not give up, they would never regard them as ants again.
This is the transformation brought about by strength. Without strength, she would not even be qualified to have an equal dialogue.
"What a cunning boy! He is obviously at the peak of the seventh level of swordsmanship, but he actually concealed the fact that he is only at the sixth level. I underestimated him and suffered a great loss. Brother He, this kind of person will definitely be a disaster if he is left alive. Kill him quickly!" Zong Dingfang also looked at Mu Hanyan, spat out another mouthful of blood, and suddenly shouted loudly at He Songhua.
Mu Hanyan was slightly stunned. Others could not see the mystery of her sword just now, but Zong Dingfang had personally experienced its power and it was impossible for him not to feel its enormous power. How could he conclude that she was only a peak seventh-level swordsman?
Just when Mu Hanyan was slightly stunned, He Songhua's sword had already stabbed towards her.
The incident happened suddenly and he didn't think much about it. Besides, he really didn't see any clues. He just sensed the crisis from Mu Hanyan and was afraid that the night would be long and he would have more trouble, so he attacked Mu Hanyan without hesitation.
Mu Hanyan's eyes keenly caught a glimpse of a hidden sneer on Zong Dingfang's lips.
"This old pervert is really not a good thing!" Mu Hanyan suddenly realized what this old guy was planning.
He was seriously injured and obviously had no chance of obtaining the rare treasure, but he didn't want He Songyun, who came with him, to take advantage of him. So, not only did he not point out Mu Hanyan's "true" strength, he also deliberately confused and misled He Songhua, in short, he wanted to make him suffer the same loss as himself.
Mu Hanyan further thought that if both she and He Songhua were defeated, Zong Dingfang might even have a chance to get his hands on the Dragon Blood Stone. This should be one of his wishful thinking.
What a good plan! It must be said that having such a companion is really a disaster for He Songhua.
Originally, Mu Hanyan wanted to keep one chance to save her life in the next critical moment, but when she saw He Songhua foolishly fell into Zong Dingfang's trap and attacked with murderous intent, she could no longer hold back.
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