"Your strength has improved a lot, and you are lucky too, having found the best opportunity to escape." Zhan Yuan seemed to see through Mu Hanyan's thoughts, reached out and gently stroked Ba Feng's head, and said.
Ba Feng was in a depressed state, his two dragon wings hung limply at his sides, and his eyes were filled with pain.
Although it had feigned serious injury in order to lure Mu Hanyan into a trap, the combined siege of hundreds of exotic beasts was no joke. Even without pretending, Ba Feng's injuries were significant, despite their desperate fight. To withstand the strongest blows from Mu Hanyan and Gao Weihu, it had used up its last bit of strength, now truly wounded and unable to fight again.
Noticing Ba Feng's dejection, Mu Hanyan felt a bit more at ease. She was already extremely wary of Ba Feng, and after witnessing the powerful defense of its dragon-shaped phantom, her fear deepened.
With Ba Feng around, she had no chance against Zhan Yuan. But now that Ba Feng was seriously injured and had no strength to fight again, her chances were much greater.
"But unfortunately, you chose the wrong place." Zhan Yuan changed the subject and continued.
Mu Hanyan's heart, which had just relaxed a little, tightened again. What did Zhan Yuan mean by this? She quickly glanced around. The valley was littered with the corpses of strange beasts. Although the mountain breeze blew, it couldn't blow away the thick smell of blood, which gave people a sense of tragic murder. But other than that, there seemed to be nothing special.
"Do you know why I chose to fight those lowly reptiles here?" Zhan Yuan asked.
It can be seen that his face was a little pale. His situation was probably similar to Ba Feng's. Although he pretended to be severely weakened in order to trick Mu Hanyan, he was not completely weakened in order to slaughter those strange beasts. He was recovering his strength while talking.
However, even if Mu Hanyan knew this, she could do nothing about it. She and Gao Weihu were seriously injured, and they needed time to refine the elixir power to heal their injuries, so she had no way to take this opportunity to attack Zhan Yuan.
"Why?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"Because this is where I died in battle." Zhan Yuan said slowly.
"What?" Mu Hanyan was shocked.
She had always wondered what had happened after Jian Yuan plotted against her, and why he had reincarnated and come to the Sacred Continent. She had never guessed that Zhan Yuan would die on the Sacred Continent, right here in this valley.
"My Demonic Sword was also destroyed here." Zhan Yuan continued, with a hint of nostalgia and loneliness in his eyes.
But soon, the nostalgic and lonely look disappeared, replaced by an extremely cold and ruthless murderous intent.
"Mu Hanyan, since you took the initiative, you can't blame me for breaking my promise!" As soon as he finished speaking, the giant divine weapon condensed by the Demon Abyss Sword Soul appeared in his palm again.
It is called a sword, but the sharpness and domineering power that can cut through the sky and destroy all things makes it look more like a knife in Mu Hanyan's eyes.
Of course, it doesn’t matter whether it is a knife or a sword. What matters is that Mu Hanyan clearly felt that as the Demon Abyss Sword condensed again, a layer of light black mist floated over the entire valley, reflecting the unique cold light of metal, as if countless tiny metal powders were floating in the air.
Soon, the black mist gathered towards the giant magic weapon in Zhan Yuan's hand. The originally invisible sword shadow became more solid, as if countless metal powders were condensing into a new body.
"Not good!" Mu Hanyan had a flash of inspiration in her mind and understood it in an instant.
Although Zhan Yuan's giant divine weapon that looked like a sword or a knife was condensed from the sword spirit of Mo Yuan, it only had the sword spirit but no entity, so its power was always greatly reduced.
The body of the Demonic Abyss Sword was destroyed in this valley and had long since turned into dust, but it was re-condensed under the call of the sword spirit. Although it is impossible to completely repair it, its power has naturally increased significantly.
"Buzz" The newly condensed Demonic Abyss Sword made a humming sound that was unique to divine weapons, which was full of murderous intent.
Sensing the threat from the same kind, the Hanxiao Sword in Mu Hanyan's hand also made a buzzing sound.
"Weihu, go!" Mu Hanyan suddenly reached out, grabbed Gao Weihu's arm and threw him out. Then, she jumped up and rushed out of the valley.
If the Demon Abyss Sword had not re-condensed, she would still have some confidence in fighting Zhan Yuan, but when she heard the unique humming sound of the artifact, she knew that she had absolutely no chance of winning. If she didn't leave now, when would she leave?
As the saying goes, if you have the green mountains, you will never run out of firewood. As long as you keep your life, there will always be a chance to snatch the Phoenix Nirvana Fire. But if you lose your life, you will lose all chances.
When it is time to persevere, Miss Mu will persevere at the cost of her life, but if it means dying in vain, Miss Mu will never do it.
"It's too late to leave now." Zhan Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but his tone became even colder.
With a move of his body, Zhan Yuan chased towards Mu Hanyan like a sword from a bow. While in mid-air, a huge blade of light slashed out.
As the blade flashed past, a loud thunder was heard in the air.
At this moment, the whole world became dead silent, even the flowing wind stopped, as if all things in the world, as if the heaven and earth, were submitting to the sword light.
"Such a fast speed! Such a strong power." Without looking back, Mu Hanyan could sense the ruthless murderous intent from Zhan Yuan.
"Eight Wastelands, the God Falls!" She turned around suddenly and slashed with a sword.
Obviously, the renewed condensation of the Demonic Abyss Sword brought Zhan Yuan a combat power boost that exceeded Mu Hanyan's imagination, so much so that he did not even use the domain of the Sky-Devouring Demonic Dao, but relied entirely on the power of the sword to kill.
Mu Hanyan also knew that it was impossible for her to dodge this sword, so she could only fight hard, perhaps she would still have a chance.
"Kara!" The flashes of swords and shadows met in mid-air, and a flash of lightning actually stirred up. The space seemed to be torn apart suddenly.
The enormous force flowed along the sword, to the hilt, to the wrist and arm, and then poured into the whole body.
Mu Hanyan shuddered violently, then flew out like a kite with a broken string. Her knuckles burst, and her entire right arm seemed to be broken into several pieces. The pain was piercing, and her internal organs shifted, even her heart meridians nearly ruptured.
Falling to the ground again, Mu Hanyan spit out blood mouthful after mouthful, unable to stop even if she wanted to.
"Mu Hanyan, you really shouldn't have torn up the agreement and taken the initiative to attack me. But it's true, you will die in my hands sooner or later anyway, so what difference does it make if it happens a moment earlier or later?" Zhan Yuan came in front of Mu Hanyan and said proudly.
There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and he was obviously injured, but his injury was much lighter than Mu Hanyan's.
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised the Demon Abyss Sword again and stabbed it towards Mu Hanyan's heart.
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