"Die, all of you die!" Mu Hanyan moved and appeared behind the bandits. Every time the Hanxiao Sword slashed, dozens of blood arrows would be brought up.
Soon, the flying blood will dissipate in the cold wind along with its owner, and turn into nothingness forever.
Killer God! This was the legendary Killer God! Seeing their companions tragically killed by Mu Hanyan's sword, all the bandits were terrified and fled in all directions.
However, the ruthless killing did not end. Mu Hanyan's sword continued to swing again and again, taking away fragile lives.
At this moment, Mu Hanyan's mind was completely occupied by the strong desire to kill. She had only one thought, which was destruction...destruction of thousands of lives, destruction of everything in the world!
Her eyes also turned blood red. No eyeballs could be seen. Only the heart-pounding blood red remained.
Repeated killings did not satisfy her ruthless heart. Instead, the glaring blood color made her heart even colder. Everything that stood in her way would be ruthlessly destroyed by her.
"Hanyan, stop! Stop now!" Suddenly, Ling Baobao stood in front of Mu Hanyan.
He had no sympathy or pity for the bandits who had reduced Huayu City to ruins. Seeing Mu Hanyan killing people, he even felt happy. But then, he realized something was wrong.
Although he himself is not strong, he comes from another dimension after all. The powerful people he comes into contact with every day are far more than others or even Mu Hanyan can imagine. His understanding of the way of cultivation is also much deeper.
He could see that Mu Hanyan's mind was in trouble and she had fallen into a state of obsession. If she continued like this, she would not only kill all the bandits, but she would even raise her butcher knife against her own people.
If it really comes to that, she will probably completely lose her original heart, and even if she can regain consciousness, this will become a demon in her heart that she will never be able to resolve.
Mu Hanyan paused slightly and looked at Ling Baobao coldly, still without any emotion in her eyes.
"Stop, Hanyan, stop." Ling Baobao continued.
Mu Hanyan pretended not to hear and raised the sword again.
"Hanyan, stop killing, just stop." Ling Baobao looked at Mu Hanyan's blood-red eyes, his heart trembling slightly.
There was still no trace of intelligence in those eyes. The demonic obstacle in Mu Hanyan's heart was more serious than he had imagined.
"Die, all of you die..." Mu Hanyan muttered to herself, and the long sword suddenly slashed towards Mu Hanyan.
"No, Master Priest!" Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe exclaimed in unison.
When they first saw Mu Hanyan killing those bandits, they were as happy as Ling Baobao and wondered why Ling Baobao wanted to stop him. Now they realized that something was wrong.
The High Priest's heart was obviously filled with killing, and he even raised his sword towards his best friend.
If this continues, the consequences will be unimaginable.
However, Mu Hanyan's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the sword in her hand was still slashing towards Ling Baobao.
"Baby Ling, retreat quickly!" Seeing that they could not wake Mu Hanyan from the killing, Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe could only shout loudly to Baby Ling.
"Han Yan, stop killing, stop, stop..." Ling Baobao's whole body was soaked in cold sweat, but he did not take a step back and persuaded in a low voice.
However, the long sword still did not fall, and the cold sword light seemed to pass through everyone's heart!
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