After getting rid of the last two powerful warriors, the two men and the beast did not stay. They stretched out their bodies, stepped into the void, and flew to Mu Hanyan's side.
"Master, I'm back." Ao Lai knelt in front of Mu Hanyan.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Mu Hanyan reached out and stroked Ao Lai's head, saying with great emotion.
Ever since Feilaifeng guessed the connection between Aolai and herself, she has been waiting, waiting for him to regain his memory and return to her.
Two clear tears flowed from Aolai's eyes.
"Roar!" Aolai roared to the sky again. His mane swayed in the wind, like a burning flame. A gleaming golden saddle appeared on his body, making him look even more majestic and domineering.
Mu Hanyan understood and turned over and mounted the saddle.
In an instant, the glazed holy armor, the star-moon battle crown, the blood shield of the underworld god, and the dark cloud veil on her body all emitted dazzling golden light.
A feeling of mutual understanding and blood connection also emerged in her heart. At this moment, she and Aolai were inseparable.
"Kill!" Mu Hanyan swung out with her sword.
All divine power was concentrated in this single sword strike, and the entire power of the Aolai beast was also concentrated in this single sword strike. Mu Hanyan's strength increased exponentially, and even the divine spirit behind her suddenly rose to a height almost as tall as the original.
"Roar!" Ao Lai spurted out a burst of pure white flames. Although all the power of the divine beast was concentrated in Mu Hanyan's sword, he still had the innate instincts of a divine beast. This divine beast's fire still had the power to burn the body and destroy the soul, no weaker than that of an ordinary divine warrior.
"Kill!" Beside him, Ye Lanxuan, Fen Qianji, the God Lord, the Saint Lord, Feng Qingyu and others attacked at the same time.
Po Cang's face changed drastically. He suddenly raised his sword and slashed with all his strength.
With a loud "bang", Po Cang flew out with his sword.
Without the assistance of the divine servant spirit, he could only fight Mu Hanyan and others to a draw. What's more, the other side had two more divine warriors, Ye Lanxuan and Fen Qianji, as well as the Aolai beast, which was more terrifying than ordinary divine warriors.
"Eight Desolations, God Falls!" Without giving Po Cang a chance to breathe, Mu Hanyan slashed out with the sword again.
With the support of the divine power of the Aolai beast, she doesn't have to worry about the loss of divine power and can continue to launch her strongest attacks.
"Heavenly Sword, God-killing!"
"Divine Fire, Silence!"
"Holy power, divine spirit!"
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Ye Lanxuan and the others would certainly not stop at this time, and they also attacked with all their strength.
In the void, sword beams and knife lights exploded, and powerful energy burst out, stirring up layers of turbulence, like surging waves, even shaking the nearby nebulae into pieces.
One sword, two swords, three swords... nine swords, ten swords... even Mu Hanyan herself couldn't remember how many swords she had attacked.
Finally, Mu Hanyan stopped. At this time, she had almost exhausted all her divine power. Even the Aolai divine beast under her seat was trembling all over and gasping for breath.
Even she was like this, let alone the others. Except for Ye Lanxuan and Fen Qianji who were still standing, even the God Lord and the Saint Lord were hunched over and could no longer straighten their backs.
Although both of them are powerful warriors in the realm of divine martial arts, they are too old after all, and the Lord God has not completely refined the original divine power. In his own words, he can only be regarded as a pseudo-god. The reason why the Holy Lord was able to be promoted to divine martial arts was because he relied on the blood he absorbed and refined from the descendants of the gods' guardians. Similar to the Lord God, he had already run out of strength after a long battle.
Except for them, including Feng Qingyu, everyone else had already exhausted their physical strength and could no longer stay in the void, so they had to retreat to the Holy Continent.
However, this all-out attack wasn't in vain. Across from him, Po Cang floated powerlessly in the air, his armor shattered, revealing scars deep enough to see the bone. Even the divine sword that could pierce the void was broken in two. As for his divine warrior spirit, it had long since been reduced to nothingness by the swords of Mu Hanyan and the others.
"I underestimated you." Po Cang slowly stood up and sat cross-legged in the void. He spit out mouthfuls of blood and said to Mu Hanyan.
Mu Hanyan didn't say anything. She rolled off Aolai's back, holding the Hanxiao Sword, and took difficult steps in the air, walking towards Pocang.
It can be seen that Po Cang is at the end of his strength. With just one sword, she can kill him completely and leave no future trouble.
"You want to kill me, do you think you can really kill me?" A resolute smile suddenly appeared on Po Cang's face.
Not good! Although Mu Hanyan had already used her divine sense to investigate clearly, and at this moment, Po Cang's meridians were shattered, his heart veins were broken, and even his soul was severely damaged, making him as weak as an ordinary person and without any strength at all, she still felt an instinctive uneasiness when she saw the resolute smile on Po Cang's face.
Without any hesitation, Mu Hanyan flew forward with all her strength and stabbed Po Cang's heart with a sword.
"You can't kill me, you can't kill me!" Po Cang suddenly burst into crazy laughter, and the half-long sword in his hand slashed across his chest.
One cut, one cut, and another cut. Just when Mu Hanyan's sword pierced his heart and was only a hair's breadth away from his heart meridian, he finally made the last cut. He stretched out his hand and actually grabbed his heart and crushed it violently. Blood gushed out of his chest, and his face twisted and twitched, revealing extreme pain.
But at this moment, a strange rune appeared on his chest, and the blood flowing from the wound turned into red gold. As soon as it flowed out of his body, it burned like flames.
Ancient auras gathered from all over the void and merged into his body.
Mu Hanyan's sword had already pierced his heart, and was just about to pierce his heart veins, but it was like being blocked by the hardest meteorite gold in the world, and could not move forward an inch.
"The blood of ancient gods and demons is not only possessed by Zhan Yuan, but I also have it. Do you know that over billions of years, countless powerful demons have fallen in this void. The power of gods and demons they left behind can be used by me, so you can't kill me." Po Cang laughed coldly and slowly stood up.
Mu Hanyan's heart sank. Although Po Cang's words were a little unclear, she understood. Just like the ancient masters in the God's Punishment Prison, who left behind divine power and evil spirits after death, the powerful demons would also leave behind divine and demonic power after death, which drifted into the void. Po Cang possessed the blood of ancient gods and demons, and this power could be used by him.
Judging from the determination in his eyes and the fact that he mutilated himself and even crushed his heart to form runes, it is not easy to borrow the power of gods and demons, and it is very likely that he will pay a heavy price.
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