What a strange innate magical power! Mu Hanyan had never heard of any martial arts in the world that could transform damage into one's own strength. This was obviously due to the innate magical power.
Of course, the reason is not important. What is important is that Mu Hanyan once again understood a truth: it is really a terrible thing to offend a mentally ill person.
"Mu Hanyan, I'm going to kill you, Lingxian, just watch carefully, I'm going to avenge you right away!" Zhao Sining's body was bleeding profusely, and he was getting closer and closer to Ao Fangchen. Suddenly, he looked up and shouted loudly.
"Puff!" Mu Hanyan almost spit out her breath. It was not until then that she remembered that the lunatic was not only thinking about Ao Fangchen, but also herself.
Mu Hanyan was not the only one who was surprised. Upon hearing Zhao Sining's hateful roar, Ao Fangchen was also slightly stunned, and his palm power weakened slightly.
Although this change was extremely subtle, Mu Hanyan's six senses were so sharp that she would never miss this rare opportunity.
Without any hesitation, Mu Hanyan slashed out with the sword again.
Under the suppression of Ao Fangchen's strength, no matter how strong their defense is, it will eventually be broken. Only by attacking can they have a chance of survival, and now is the best opportunity!
Although Yue Fanchen did not have as sharp senses as Mu Hanyan, his reaction was not slow at all. When he saw Mu Hanyan taking action, he immediately suppressed his injuries, gripped his sword tightly and attacked Ao Fangchen!
"Mu Hanyan, die!" Zhao Sining also slashed at Ao Fangchen with a sword.
This sword is filled with endless hatred, and this sword is also filled with no regrets!
Even though Mu Hanyan was concentrating on fighting the enemy, she still almost stumbled and fell to the ground when she heard this. She really couldn't understand why Ao Fangchen, with his white hair and wrinkled face, looked nothing like herself. More importantly, she was clearly right next to Zhao Sining, so how could he mistake Ao Fangchen for himself?
However, Mu Hanyan didn't have time to think so much. This last sword was the one that decided life or death, and she couldn't be distracted at all. So the funny thought just flashed through her mind like lightning, and immediately, she focused all her attention on that sword.
The three sword beams converged together again, and strange lights and colors flashed alternately. The completely different sword intents merged perfectly, like the cycle of life and death.
"Looking for death!" Ao Fangchen didn't expect that while he was distracted, the opponent actually found another opportunity to counterattack. Seeing the sword beams attacking him like lightning, he shouted in shock and anger.
It was shameful, so shameful. As one of the most distinguished seniors in the Holy Court, he had used 90% of his fighting power, but he was unable to control several juniors who were not even Sword Saints, and he even gave them a chance to fight back.
Filled with shame and anger, Ao Fangchen finally exerted all his fighting strength.
Mu Hanyan and the other two used all their strength to strike their swords, which were less than half a foot away from Ao Fangchen's chest. At this moment, the two huge palms suddenly slapped down.
An endless and enormous force came towards them like a volcanic eruption. The sword light that the three people slashed out together was like being tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand, and it could no longer move forward. The power contained in it also melted as quickly as ice under the scorching sun.
After all, it was still a step behind! Mu Hanyan sighed secretly.
Although the sword power unleashed by the three of them joining forces surprised even Mu Hanyan herself, the gap is still a gap.
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