Chapter 709 That night she was alone



"I don't know." After hearing what his grandfather said, Yuan Tianbo's face turned red with shame.

"It's because you dare to think and act more boldly than the others. Even if the things you do are foolish and stupid, it's better than doing nothing. Although our Yuan family has some wealth, the strong are ultimately respected in the Holy Court Continent. If we don't have enough foundation to cultivate strong people and can't rely on the strong, we will lose our foothold sooner or later.

Therefore, this time, it is a great opportunity for our Yuan family. Whether the Yuan family can gain a foothold in Black Stone City and make further progress depends on whether your choice is right or wrong.

Tell me, is Mu Hanyan's future worth risking the fate of the entire Yuan family?" The Yuan elder's smile faded and he asked seriously.

"It's worth it." Yuan Tianbo said without hesitation.

The eerie scene of Mu Hanyan, alone that night, striking like a ghost, defeating the combined forces of Qin Li and the other three, resurfaced before his eyes. If such a person wasn't worthy of the Yuan family's support, who else would be?

"Okay, let's go!" The elder patriarch gave an order and rushed to the Mu family first.

The cold air was like a knife cutting my face, and the wind was howling like a song.

At a distance of less than a hundred feet, several Mu family swordsmen who tried to intercept fell under the enemy's chaotic swords. The blood mist filled the air, and their eyes were red. The bloodiness and fighting spirit of Mu Ze and others were also completely ignited.

"Kill!" Amidst the earth-shaking roar, Mu Ze and others roared in unison and rushed towards the black-clad swordsmen who were attacking from all sides.

"Buzz" the sound of sword roared like a dragon, but it was Mu Yuying who first drew out the long sword.

The Great Elder was fully alert, his eyes scanning the entire field, ready to take action at any time.

Seeing the black-clad swordsman Mu Yuying had chosen as her opponent, the Great Elder's nerves tightened even more. He was an eighth-rank swordsman, and Mu Yuying's strength, as far as he knew, was only at the fifth rank. There was no way she could be his opponent.

"This damn girl is still so impulsive. She doesn't even look at the strength of others!" The Great Elder thought unhappily and prepared to take action.

"You're overestimating yourself!" The black-clad swordsman didn't expect Mu Yuying to dare to approach him. With a look of contempt on his face, he swung his sword down fiercely.

"Go to hell!" Mu Yuying shouted, without giving in, and slashed with her sword.

To use the strength of a fifth-rank swordsman to confront an eighth-rank swordsman, wouldn't that be courting death? The Great Elder leaped up, ready to block the sword for Mu Yuying.

But then, his eyes widened in surprise.

Mu Yuying's wrist trembled slightly, and the long sword in her hand turned into a silver light. The speed suddenly increased several times, and she actually met the sword from the opposite side before him.

What astonished him even more was the constant trembling of the longsword, its faint blade light like waves. With each wave, the energy Mu Yuying concentrated on the sword grew stronger. An ordinary longsword might not be able to withstand the accumulation of these layers of energy, but the longsword in Mu Yuying's hand was a treasure trove obtained by Mu Hanyan from the Great Elder. Its quality was extraordinary, and it was just enough to unleash the full power of her sword skills.

"Clang" the swords collided with each other, making a long sound of metal. The black-clothed swordsman and Mu Yuying each took two steps back, with no one to be determined as to who was stronger.

The Great Elder suddenly stopped and looked at Mu Yuying in disbelief.

Seventh-rank Swordsman! In just less than six months, Mu Yuying's strength had risen from fifth-rank Swordsman to seventh-rank Swordsman! And with her exquisite swordsmanship and her exceptional longsword, her combat power had greatly increased, even rivaling an eighth-rank Swordsman.

The Great Elder’s eyes were almost as big as goldfish eyes.

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