"Go, Huayue, go." Blood kept oozing out from the corners of Yueji's mouth, but she continued to make hand gestures, sending out storms, and shouted to Huayue anxiously.
"Do you think he can still leave?" The black-clad swordsman said contemptuously in a painful and hoarse voice.
Only then did Yueji notice that the entire temple was shrouded in an invisible forbidden barrier. Although it had little effect on her, it was enough to make Huayue and the others unable to move.
This is the magical restriction of the Demon-Breaking Spear.
"I'll fight you." Yue Ji looked determined and rushed straight towards the black-clad swordsman.
Judging from her previous methods, it was clearly completely different from a swordsman's close combat, more like a legendary magic technique that could be used at a distance but was extremely weak in close combat. At this point, she was sacrificing her strengths to attack her weaknesses, naturally going all out.
The black-clad swordsman certainly understood this, and a sneer of contempt appeared on his face.
The faint starlight shines on the earth through the cracks in the dark clouds. Yue Ji's long, shiny silver hair turns a dull gray. Wrinkles appear on her flawless face. She looks dozens of years older in an instant. This is not a disguise, but she really looks dozens of years older.
"Life sacrifice, you really don't want to live." The black-clothed swordsman frowned and said.
Yue Ji did not answer, but suddenly clasped her hands together. A black storm flew out from between her hands and continued to grow bigger.
The power was obviously several times stronger than the previous storms. After all, this was a fatal blow she delivered at the cost of her life.
"Hmph!" The black-clad swordsman snorted in disdain.
After all, Yue Ji's strength was still a little weak. Even if she used forbidden techniques and sacrificed her life to cast the Night Storm, it could only cause him serious injuries at most, but could not kill him. As long as he completely removed the seal and restored his previous strength, this little damage would not be a big deal to him at all.
He attacked the last trace of the seal with all his strength, completely ignoring Yue Ji's fatal blow and letting the storm hit him.
Countless turbulent wind blades tore through his body, revealing a pile of white bones. One could even see his bright red internal organs through the torn flesh. Extreme pain caused his body to twitch continuously. However, his face revealed a morbid excitement and madness.
"Boom!" Thunder exploded in the sky, and countless lightning flashes gathered to form beams of light, falling on the black-clothed swordsman one after another like raindrops.
Under the huge power of the thunder, his whole body trembled violently, but his eyes showed a look of relief and joy.
It's almost over. As long as he removes the last seal, he can restore his strength, kill Yue Ji, kill the evil offspring left by Hua Guanyu, complete the mission and return to the temple.
Thinking of his distant hometown, a strange warmth appeared on his twisted face.
But suddenly, a cold murderous intent appeared behind him. His eyes instantly regained clarity, and he turned around abruptly, only to see Mu Hanyan's cold eyes and the chilling sword edge.
Mu Hanyan finally made her move. After waiting for so long, she finally got her only chance.
Thunder struck his head, and storms assaulted his body. The black-clad swordsman was now covered in wounds. Although the seals were constantly being broken, his momentum was also constantly increasing. He was about to break the last seal and regain his strongest strength. However, this was also the critical point of his strength change, when he was at his weakest.
Just like a swordsman, every critical moment of breakthrough and advancement is often also the most dangerous moment.
If he can't be killed even with such an opportunity, then Mu Hanyan will never have a better chance.
More importantly, she could also see that once the seal was completely broken and the opponent regained his strength, he would likely become a master comparable to the Sword Saint. By then, she would have even less of a chance.
"You are just a peak-level great swordsman, and you dare to seek death!" The black-clothed swordsman snorted disdainfully.
He didn't care who Mu Hanyan was, nor why he was here. All of this was meaningless to him.
By killing Hua Yue, he can complete his mission and return to the temple. All the right and wrong and grudges on the Holy Court Continent are meaningless to him.
The only thing he cared about was the other party's strength.
A mere greatswordsman might have posed some threat to him in the past, but now, he has made a desperate move and used forbidden techniques to open the seal. Although he has not fully recovered his previous strength, he is equivalent to the peak greatswordsman of the Holy Court Continent. How could he possibly take such strength seriously?
However, he was now at the last moment of completely breaking the seal, and it was also the critical point where his body was at its weakest. He did not dare to take Mu Hanyan's sword directly as he did when facing Yue Ji just now, so he still divided his mind and slapped out with a palm.
A hazy palm shadow appeared out of nowhere and struck Mu Hanyan's chest.
He looks disheveled now, but his face is full of confidence.
This young boy, still wet behind the ears, possessed considerable strength and good vision, unexpectedly choosing to strike at Mu Hanyan's most vulnerable moment. Unfortunately, he was still too young to understand the profound difference between a swordsman and a swordsman. Hadn't he heard that a lean camel is bigger than a horse? Even at his weakest, he was confident he could kill Mu Hanyan with a single blow.
"Young Master!"
"Young Master!" Hua Yue Zirong and others exclaimed at the same time.
They had never dreamed that Mu Hanyan would come. Although Mu Feng had fled the village earlier, claiming to be returning to alert them, they had no idea Mu Hanyan had already returned to Blackrock City. They only knew that the Mu family would never mobilize a large force just for a few of their guards. In fact, the Great Elder and the others even wished they were dead. With Mu Dawanku dead, they would lose two powerful lackeys. After all, they were not members of the Mu family, so even if they stood by and watched them die, no one would say anything.
As for Mu Hanyan, even if he heard the news and arrived in time, saw the other party's strength, and assessed the situation, the best choice would be to stand by and watch.
So, when they saw Mu Hanyan suddenly appear, they were surprised and moved, with tears in their eyes. While they were moved, they couldn't help but feel deeply worried.
They could also see how powerful the black-clad swordsman in front of them was. Even if Mu Hanyan risked her life, she would never be his opponent.
Facing the palm strike from the black-clad swordsman, Mu Hanyan ignored it, and even heard the exclamations of Hua Yue and the others, but pretended not to hear them.
Her expression was so cold, her gaze so resolute. She didn't retreat, didn't evade, and flew forward, facing the opponent's palm strike, her longsword pointed directly at the opponent's heart.
This is clearly a sword that will result in mutual destruction.
However, even if they wanted to die together, they would need that kind of strength. Mu Hanyan obviously did not have that kind of strength at this moment.
"Stop." Hua Yue yelled with tears on her face.
"Don't worry about us, just go." Zirong also shouted anxiously.
"This madman is even more desperate than me." Jiang Yuzhe was held in Zirong's arms. He opened his eyes weakly and looked at the scene, but his vision was hazy.
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