Ao Fangchen gently pushed forward with his palms, and Mu Hanyan and the other two couldn't help but retreat.
Could it be that he was really defeated like this? No, he absolutely could not lose! Mu Hanyan knew that if he lost, even if he didn't die, he would be a waste and his life would be worse than death!
Mu Hanyan bit her tongue, let out a sudden whistle, and a stronger fighting spirit than ever before burned in her body.
At this moment, Mu Hanyan forgot about life and death, forgot about worries, and had no fear. In her heart, there was only one word: fight!
All of his thoughts and energy were concentrated on this sword.
In an instant, the entire world seemed to merge with her! Even Zhao Si Ning's frantic, irrational fighting spirit, Yue Fanchen's unwavering determination to fight to the death, and the three people's combined sword intent, which seemed like a cycle of life and death, were absorbed into her mind.
"Buzz!" A buzzing sound like the sound of immortals sounded in Mu Hanyan's mind.
The Sword Heart of Heaven and Earth, it’s actually the Sword Heart of Heaven and Earth!
For many practitioners, they may never be able to enter this wonderful state in their entire lives. The last time Mu Hanyan comprehended the Sword Heart of Heaven and Earth was when she had just entered Longyan College. She thought she would never have such an opportunity again in her life. Unexpectedly, at this critical moment of life and death, she actually comprehended the Sword Heart of Heaven and Earth again.
Although Ao Fangchen's palm was still as powerful as a rainbow, Mu Hanyan's heart was unusually calm at this moment. A sense of arrogance that surpassed the heavens and the earth emerged from her body. Her state of mind also became unprecedentedly broad, and an unprecedented sense of pride rose from the bottom of her heart, as if everything in the world was submitting to her feet.
Watching Ao Fangchen's incoming palm strike, she unexpectedly felt contempt and even a bit of amusement, like watching a child playing house. Mu Hanyan knew she shouldn't feel that way. Blind arrogance wasn't her habit, and in fact, she had no right to look down on Ao Fangchen. Just kidding! She was about to be beaten to death, and yet she still dared to look down on him? Wasn't that just mentally ill?
But there was no way. The feeling was so strong, like a seed that had been planted long ago, taking root and sprouting in her heart, and she had no control over it at all.
Not only her mood, but also her sword intent, was filled with a sense of arrogance that looked down on the world, but there seemed to be a hint of sadness and sorrow hidden in it.
Kendo, this is my Kendo! Mu Hanyan suddenly understood, she finally realized her own Kendo.
Mu Hanyan now knew that whether or not one could comprehend their own sword path had little to do with their cultivation level. As long as one reached the realm of Sword Master, they would have the opportunity. Aptitude wasn't crucial either; the most important factor was opportunity. However, such opportunities were incredibly rare; the vast majority of cultivators only began to comprehend their own sword path after reaching the realm of Sword Saint.
Therefore, for the tens of thousands of practitioners in the Holy Court Continent, it is certainly a great thing to be able to comprehend their own sword art before being promoted to Sword Saint. Putting aside vanity, it can at least greatly improve their combat power and provide more guarantees for reaching a higher level in the future.
Mu Hanyan raised the sword again and slashed it out.
This sword was so calm and peaceful, just like Mu Hanyan's state of mind, but it also contained a kind of transcendence that was above all things.
"Sword Heart of Heaven and Earth, I didn't expect that you would enter the Sword Heart of Heaven and Earth at this time and realize your own sword path. But unfortunately, with your strength, even if you enter the realm of Sword Heart of Heaven and Earth, even if you realize your own sword path, how can you compete with me!" Seeing the changes in Mu Hanyan, Ao Wuchen was also a little surprised.
At such a young age, with such strength and such a chance, coupled with her status as a descendant of the God's Guardian, she might actually be able to save the Holy Court Continent from danger in the future. Ao Wuchen suddenly hesitated. If he hurt her or crippled her, he might become the eternal sinner of the Holy Court Continent.
But soon, he thought of Han Yutang again. Han Yutang's injuries were too severe. If he couldn't avenge his apprentice, he would never be able to face people again. Even in the afterlife, he would not be able to face his grandfather and grandfather.
Thinking of this, Ao Wuchen became more determined to severely injure Mu Hanyan and destroy her cultivation.
He was right. Even if Mu Hanyan entered the Sword Heart of Heaven and Earth and realized her own sword art, she was still unable to compete with him due to the limitations of her own cultivation. Compared with his earth-shattering palm power, Mu Hanyan's sword was still a little weak.
However, just as he finished speaking, the sword spirit that was originally swaying like a flame suddenly shone brightly.
The small flame seemed to grow against the wind, and in just a few breaths, it became more than one person tall. The sword shadow in it even emitted a strong golden light, releasing a terrifying sword power.
"What's going on!" Ao Fangchen was suddenly shocked.
"Starfall, Eight Desolations!" Mu Hanyan couldn't remember how many times she had used Starfall in the Eight Desolations today. Perhaps she had already exceeded her limit, but at this moment, she suddenly found that by entering the realm of Heaven and Earth Sword Heart, she not only merged with the heaven and earth, but even the sword spirit became a part of herself.
This feeling was so familiar, so intimate, as if it had always been a part of his mind. Indeed, it was, but it wasn't Mu Hanyan, but her from another reincarnation.
Therefore, Mu Hanyan still swung out the sword almost instinctively.
As Mu Hanyan swung his sword, the golden sword shadow also rose into the air, drawing a towering sword light.
Ao Fangchen felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, and he suddenly swung the long sword at his waist.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
As soon as he raised his sword, the golden sword shadow and Mu Hanyan's Starfall came down at the same time.
A loud "boom" caused dust to fly and the earth to tremble violently, as if a meteorite had fallen to the ground.
After a while, the dust settled, and Ao Fangchen was seen lying on the ground, with his hair disheveled and covered in dust. He was still spitting blood from his mouth. He seemed to have aged ten years, and there was no trace of the demeanor of a great master of the Holy Court.
"Hahahaha, Mu Hanyan is dead, Mu Hanyan is dead, Lingxian, I have avenged you!" Zhao Sining also slashed out the last sword. Although it did not have much effect, it also exhausted all his strength. At this time, he was lying on the ground, spitting blood, laughing wildly and roaring, and then he fell to the ground with a thud and fainted.
Mu Hanyan broke out in a cold sweat again. She was clearly standing here in good health, so which eye did he use to see her die? Mental illnesses are indeed unreasonable.
Yue Fanchen had already noticed that Zhao Si Ning was not fully awake, so he took out a few pills, took two of them himself, and then looked at Mu Hanyan with an inquiring look.
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