If both of them are at their peak strength, then even if their strength is equal, they will not both perish if they fight with all their strength. At most, both will suffer losses. Perhaps a tiny difference in strength may determine the outcome.
But Mu Hanyan's meridians were ruptured, her Qi Sea shattered, and the mysterious power came so suddenly that she had no time to think before she launched her sword strike, unable to control the power freely. Furthermore, once she unleashed the destructive sword technique, her mind was consumed by an intense desire for killing and destruction, and she could no longer maintain her usual composure.
Zhan Yuan was also seriously injured in his previous fight against Mu Hanyan's destructive sword technique. He never expected that Mu Hanyan could recover and fight again after such a serious injury. He knew very well how powerful Mu Yan's destructive sword technique was, so he didn't dare to hold back at all. He attacked suddenly without reservation and used all his strength.
How could the already damaged meridians and qi sea of the two people possibly withstand the powerful recoil force of a full-scale fight?
"Boom..." Before the two rays of light met, a low and suppressed muffled sound came from the sky.
All around, all the temple priests and common people were filled with grief, their hearts aching. Even ordinary people could sense that Mu Hanyan, with her current severe injuries, could not withstand such a sword's might.
"Sir!" Zhan Yuan's subordinate was also horrified and drew his sword to rush towards Mu Hanyan. However, under the pressure of the two swords, he only took a few steps before his legs went weak and he knelt on the ground.
In the sky, two rays of light were getting closer and closer.
Zhan Yuan's expression turned extremely grim. He wanted to retreat, but he knew that he couldn't do that in this situation. Otherwise, if his momentum weakened, he would be overwhelmed by Mu Hanyan's destructive swordsmanship. The only thing he could do was to fight Mu Hanyan to the death with all his might. Perhaps with a little luck, there was still a glimmer of hope.
But he also knew that this hope was too slim!
"I didn't expect that after experiencing reincarnations for generations, the final outcome would be to die together with her. Could this be retribution?" Zhan Yuan thought helplessly.
The last glimmer of clarity in Mu Hanyan's eyes gradually vanished, transforming into a bloody abyss once again. Although she knew that this strike would result in mutual destruction, she was doomed to lose her mind when she unleashed her destructive swordsmanship once again. Even if she was unwilling to do so, she could not change her mind.
"It seems that there is really no escape this time." Mu Hanyan thought with a wry smile just before the spiritual platform was about to be completely lost.
The cold wind was howling, so sad, as if the whole world was singing a dirge for the two once god-like powerful men.
"You!" At this moment, a lightning-like sword light streaked across the sky, slashing through the middle of the two rays of light from Mu Hanyan and Zhan Yuan.
As the sword light swept past, a long and thin crack was torn in the space. Although this space crack lasted for a very short time, Mu Hanyan and Zhan Yuan, who could destroy their opponents but would also destroy their own auras at the same time, put all of their energy into it.
The space crack disappeared, and the whole world returned to peace again.
A woman with a cold and beautiful face stood quietly between Mu Hanyan and Zhan Yuan. The breeze rustled her long hair and tugged at the corners of her clothes, making her look even more ethereal, as if she came from another world.
Everyone around was stunned.
Mu Hanyan and Demon Emperor Zhan Yuan were both seriously injured, but the final blows of the Destruction Sword Art and the Sky-Slaying Demon Art were equally powerful, far beyond the reach of ordinary masters. Yet, the woman before him had actually used the power of space-tearing to neutralize the devastating might of the Destruction Sword Art and the Sky-Slaying Demon Art. Such a method was simply unimaginable.
What is her origin?
Although her sword saved Mu Hanyan, it also saved Zhan Yuan at the same time. With the previous experience of Zhan Yuan as a lesson, everyone did not feel happy and relieved, but felt a strong sense of unease.
Mu Hanyan's eyes were also filled with surprise. As the final destructive sword slashed into the spatial crack, her mind regained clarity and she recognized at a glance who the person in front of her was, if not Yi Xingtian.
Unexpectedly, when she was on the verge of life and death, she was the one who saved herself.
Although considering the crisis at the moment, dying together with Zhan Yuan is a good ending, at least it can save the priests of Huayu City and tens of thousands of people, but who would be willing to die if they can survive, especially someone like Mu Hanyan who understands the value of life better and respects and cherishes life more.
"Who are you?" Zhan Yuan looked at Yi Xingtian with a serious and strange expression. He seemed to be confused about something, but in his cold and ruthless eyes, there was a hint of excitement that was difficult to conceal.
"Let's go! Don't be her enemy anymore." Yi Xingtian said lightly.
"Who are you?" Zhan Yuan ignored her words and asked relentlessly. His emotions seemed to be out of control. His cold and ruthless face was trembling slightly because of his excitement.
Even Mu Hanyan was slightly surprised by this increasingly strange behavior.
Yi Xingtian looked at him deeply, turned around and left. Before leaving, he suddenly turned around and said to Mu Hanyan, "You must improve your strength, otherwise I won't be able to help you next time." After a pause, she said, "I believe you, it won't take long. So don't make me wait too long."
After saying this, she didn't stop and floated away towards the endless wasteland in the distance.
"Tell me, who are you?" Zhan Yuan suddenly flew up, and the giant blade that was said to be condensed from the soul of the Moyuan Sword suddenly stabbed towards Yi Xingtian's back.
Hearing the sound of wind behind him, Yi Xingtian drew out his long sword and thrust out seven swords in a flash. Each sword was full of mysteries and completely blocked Zhan Yuan's sword force.
However, just when she thrust out the fourth sword, the sword shadow in Zhan Yuan's hand disappeared, and he stood there in a daze.
"It's really you, it's really you! Shouldn't you be in the Six Paths of Heavenly Punishment? Why are you here?" Zhan Yuan said in shock and confusion.
Yi Xingtian did not answer his question and continued to float away.
"Why did you save her? Why did you stop me?" Her indifference seemed to hurt Zhan Yuan deeply. A look of grief appeared on his face, and he suddenly roared in anger.
"There are things you don't understand, and you will never understand." Yi Xingtian said quietly, looking at the endless sky in the distance. Until now, he still didn't understand... He originally thought that after going through those things, he should have changed, but in the end, he still didn't...
As soon as she finished speaking, her expression suddenly changed, revealing an expression of extreme pain. Her face also turned pale instantly. It was not the paleness or paleness after being seriously injured, but an almost transparent white. Even through her skin, you could see the blood vessels flowing inside.
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