"Hanyan, leave me alone, go!" After exclaiming, Mu Ziqing shouted at Mu Hanyan again. Although Mu Hanyan's seventh-level swordsman strength surprised him, it was impossible for her to compete with a swordsman.
"See, this is my true strength. When you are sixteen years old, you will probably easily have the same strength as me. Why take the risk now? Hand over the skills and don't ask for trouble." Yan Yuchu said proudly.
Mu Hanyan had long known Yan Yuchu's true strength, but there was still a look of surprise on her face. This was by no means a disguise, but real surprise, or rather... a pleasant surprise.
After all, she was once a sword saint. She could see at a glance that Yan Yuchu's sword energy was mixed and impure, far inferior to her previous life, and even inferior to those ordinary sword masters. Although he had reached the realm, he certainly could not exert the strength that a sword master should have.
If I'm not mistaken, he must have taken some magic medicine or taken some other shortcut to forcibly improve his strength to such a level.
Besides this, there was another thing that surprised her: How could Yan Yuchu know that her strength would increase dramatically by the time she turned sixteen? How much did this guy know?
Too many doubts lingered in her mind, and seeing that Yan Yuchu's true strength was not as strong as she had imagined before, Mu Hanyan's mind was racing.
"Fourth Uncle, I'm leaving first and will come back to save you another day." Dandies are actually very practical. Take Mu Hanyan for example, she turned around and ran away, but she was shouting as sweetly as she could, fully possessing the virtues that a dandy should have.
"You only remember to run away now. Don't you think it's a little late?" Yan Yuchu smiled contemptuously and jumped towards Mu Hanyan.
Mu Hanyan raised her eyelids slightly. Judging from Yan Yuchu's attack at this moment, she obviously believed in her strength as a seventh-level swordsman and did not take her seriously at all. In her opinion, this aerial attack was full of flaws.
As expected, the real and the fake are the most confusing. This is the opportunity!
The sound of wind behind him was getting closer and closer. Just when Yan Yuchu's palm was about to hit Mu Hanyan's back, Mu Hanyan turned around suddenly, with a gleam in his eyes, and was about to stab with a sword.
However, she did not thrust out with the sword, but instead widened her eyes in surprise.
A long sword appeared quietly like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue and stabbed towards Yan Yuchu. A figure dressed in black then came into view.
There is murderous intent in the sword!
In an instant, Mu Hanyan felt the hairs on her body stand on end.
The same silent, murderous intent, the sword before her was exactly the same as the one that had killed her last time, but the strength was far superior. The last assassin was a great swordsman, but this one was clearly a swordsman.
Of course, the person he was going to assassinate was much stronger than he was back then, also a swordsman. And the last time, the assassin used the strength of a great swordsman to assassinate a useless first-level swordsman, it really felt like using a butcher's knife to kill someone. Mu Hanyan couldn't help but laugh at herself.
Although they are both at the level of swordsman, there is still a clear gap between Yan Yuchu and him.
The assassin's sword strike was executed with pinpoint accuracy, power, and speed, without a single unnecessary movement. It was concise and direct, showcasing the swordsman's full potential. Yan Yuchu, on the other hand, appeared flustered and awkward, whether retreating in shock or swinging his sword to block. His already less-than-pure sword energy seemed even more flamboyant and superficial.
Such a gap is enough to decide life or death!
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