Mu Cheng trembled all over, feeling as if the world was falling apart. The woman he had fallen in love with before was actually such a disgusting and filthy woman!
Miss Zhao Si was in no mood to care what Mu Cheng thought. She simply thrust her sword at Mu Cheng, aiming at his vital points, clearly intending to kill him with one strike.
Facing the man who had made a vow of love to her a few years ago, she didn't have any nostalgia or sympathy at all.
"Clang!" With a light sound, Miss Zhao Si's sword flew out.
Mu Hanyan held the Hanxiao Sword in her hand, stood tall, and blocked in front of Mu Cheng.
In fact, she didn't want to take action so early, but she didn't expect Miss Zhao Si to be so ruthless. Not only did she refuse to save Mu Cheng, but she actually wanted to kill him with her own hands, so she had to take action.
"You...you're fine, it's impossible, this is impossible!" Miss Zhao Si was shocked by the sword and retreated five or six steps before she stood firm with the support of Yue Zhenglin, looking at Mu Hanyan in horror.
The Yi Sui Hua Qi Pill is a poison that has been treasured by the Zhao family for thousands of years. It is said that no one can cure it, but why is Mu Hanyan okay?
"I'm sorry, my luck this time is still as good as before." Mu Hanyan said with a smile, stretched out her hand and gently pressed Mu Cheng's shoulder, injecting a stream of Tianxin energy into his meridians.
At the moment, she had no time to help him neutralize the poison, so she could only temporarily seal his vital points to prevent the poison from invading too deeply and damaging his foundation.
"Impossible, this is impossible?" Miss Zhao Si still couldn't recover from her shock, and her eyes were full of fear as she looked at Mu Hanyan.
Over the past six months, she had suffered too much at the hands of Mu Hanyan. Although she refused to admit it, a shadow of fear had already been left in her heart. This was the main reason why she was determined to eliminate Mu Hanyan at all costs. After all, for a cultivator, if fear is not eliminated, it will sooner or later become a demon in the heart, which will seriously affect future cultivation.
"Don't worry. I think she is only at the ninth level of swordsmanship. Can't we kill her together?" Yue Zhenglin held Miss Zhao Si's shoulders and said comfortingly.
Miss Zhao Si's eyes lit up and she calmed down a lot.
"Mu Hanyan, I admit that you are indeed lucky. Although I don't know why even my Zhao family's ancestral poison pill can't hurt you, but in the final analysis, you are just a ninth-level swordsman, and you will not escape death today." Miss Zhao Si calmed herself down and said confidently.
In fact, Mu Hanyan's strength as a ninth-level swordsman was far beyond her expectations. She couldn't understand how a natural loser, who was almost angered to death by her little trick half a year ago, could reach the ninth-level swordsman so quickly.
However, the more this happened, the more she couldn't let Mu Hanyan go. Otherwise, the Zhao family would never be able to make a name for themselves in Black Stone City, let alone revive the family.
Fortunately, Yue Zhenglin is also a ninth-level swordsman, and the others are also eighth-level masters. The person that Zhao Sining helped find is even a strong man that she can only look up to, so killing Mu Hanyan is not a problem.
"Do you really think that they can kill me?" Mu Hanyan said arrogantly.
Although they are both ninth-level swordsmen, their actual combat capabilities are completely different. Mu Hanyan has absolute confidence in herself. If she hadn't been concerned about the safety of Mu Cheng and Wu Qi, she would have taken action long ago.
Just wait a little longer and recover a little more strength. Mu Hanyan chatted with Miss Zhao Si while desperately practicing the skills to refine the poison gas and recover her strength.
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