Enveloped by the icy murderous aura, Zong Dingfang felt his scalp tingle, his hairs standing on end, as if he were falling into an icy abyss. He had been famous for many years, having experienced at least eighty duels, both large and small, but this was the first time he had felt the threat of death so tangibly.
In such a hurry, he didn't even have time to dodge. To be more precise, Mu Hanyan's sword was too strange and too fast. He couldn't find any flaw at all. No matter how he dodged, he couldn't avoid the sharpness of the sword.
The only thing he could do was to continue his previous action and stab Mu Hanyan with his sword. It wasn't that he wanted to die with Mu Hanyan, but he simply had no choice. He couldn't just sit there and wait to die.
His sword finally had some effect. The sword tip passed over Mu Hanyan's shoulder, splashing a streak of blood. Mu Hanyan's sword trembled slightly and pierced into his chest, just a fraction away from his heart.
"What a vicious sword technique!" Shou Dingfang looked at Mu Hanyan, a blood arrow shot up from his chest, and his body fell straight down.
Although the sword missed his target by a hair's breadth and failed to take his life directly, the distance was too close and the shock of the sword's energy still caused severe damage to his heart meridians.
"This kid's strength doesn't seem to be as strong as last time." Before he fainted, Zong Dingfang felt a sense of relief. If the power in Mu Hanyan's sword was still as strong as last time, coupled with such a strange sword technique, he would not be alive.
Mu Hanyan didn't hesitate at all. Taking advantage of the opportunity when Zong Dingfang fell to the ground seriously injured, she flew out of the door.
The brocade box also fell to the ground, the lid shattered open, and inside was empty. This was the box used to hold the Qi-transforming pill. After the pill was given to Mu Ze, the box was naturally empty.
"Good boy, you actually dare to play tricks on us." Seeing this scene, Qu Shanhai and He Songhua were furious and flew after him.
As soon as she left the teahouse, the bright sunlight pierced her eyes, and Mu Hanyan's spirits lifted. Although her strength was not as strong as Qu Shanhai and the others, with her current strength as a ninth-rank swordsman, if she was determined to escape, the other party might not be able to catch her.
As she was thinking this, Mu Hanyan suddenly felt a dizziness in front of her eyes and stumbled.
"The sword is poisonous!" Mu Hanyan reacted immediately. The minor injury on her shoulder had no effect on her at all. The only possibility was that the sword was poisonous.
"This old pervert really thinks highly of me. He even abandons the dignity of a great swordsman." Mu Hanyan cursed inwardly.
How could she know that Zong Dingfang regarded his last defeat at the hands of Mu Hanyan as the greatest shame of his life and never dared to look down on her again. This time he was determined to find her and snatch the Dragon Blood Stone. He had made all the necessary preparations, even disregarding the dignity of a swordsman and poisoning his sword.
Just as she was stumbling, Qu Shanhai and He Songhua had already blocked her way.
"Run, I want to see where you can run to." He Songhua said with a grin.
"Despicable and shameless." Mu Hanyan forced herself to stay calm and cursed through gritted teeth.
"Those who achieve great things don't care about trivial matters. Don't you even understand this? So what if we are despicable and shameless? As long as we kill you, no one will know that we are despicable and shameless." He Songhua said with a sneer.
"It's not that easy to kill me." Mu Hanyan said with a firm face.
The scene of her tragic death in a previous life, caused by a surprise attack, resurfaced before her eyes, and a strong sense of anger and unwillingness filled her chest. She couldn't die, she absolutely couldn't die. Even if she had only a breath left, she would fight to the end.
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