Zhao Yuanji was slightly startled as he watched Mu Hanyan suddenly vanish. In that moment of distraction, a long sword had already pierced his heart. The sword exuded the awe-inspiring power only a swordsman could possess.
Then, Mu Hanyan appeared again, with golden light faintly flashing on her body.
"Ah..." Zhao Yuanji let out a sad and shrill scream, covering his wound with his hands and retreating nearly a hundred steps before he fell heavily to the ground.
Such a result once again surprised everyone. Looking at Mu Hanyan's slender figure, the Mu family members were the first to cheer.
Immediately afterwards, Yuan Tianbo also cheered like ghosts and wolves, and the Yuan family members and the Wu family also cheered and shouted.
The head of the Xu family and the children of several other families also cheered, but their emotions were extremely complicated.
Mu Hanyan was actually at the level of a Sword Master. Although he only appeared to be a first-level Sword Master, his final strike was so unpredictable that even Zhao Yuanji, a fifth-level Sword Master, couldn't resist it. It turned out that this was his final trump card! His real trump card, and his biggest trump card, was himself!
At this moment, they felt extremely fortunate. If they had not seized the opportunity and joined the Mu family earlier, even if Zhao Yuanji was a few points stronger, they would still have no chance of winning today. In the end, all of them would have died.
"It's worthy of being the art of divine language and holy words. It can comprehend the words of gods and transform the power of heaven and earth. It has such magical powers." Mu Yunshui knew that his life was saved. He was so excited that he danced with joy and shouted loudly with tears of joy.
I don’t know whether it was to vent the fear that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time, or to flatter Mu Hanyan, or maybe both.
The art of divine language and holy words. After hearing his words, everyone suddenly understood. No wonder Mu Hanyan was able to severely injure Zhao Yuanji with just the strength of a swordsman. This was the magical power of heaven and earth borrowed by the art of divine language and holy words.
Looking at Mu Hanyan, everyone's eyes were filled with even more awe.
Mu Hanyan gave a wry smile. "Bullshit divine language technique, bullshit divine power of heaven and earth! This is clearly just a form-shifting barrier technique, okay? You really think I'm a charlatan?"
The difference in strength was more than one level. Although Mu Hanyan had used the shape-shifting barrier to make Zhao Yuanji lose his mind for a moment and then severely injured him with a sword, this barrier only hid the figure after all, and was not truly invisible. The power of Zhao Yuanji's sword still posed a great threat to her. In the end, she had to rely on Cang Xuan Yunsha to barely withstand the power of the sword.
Although she was not injured, Mu Hanyan was still shocked by the powerful sword light, causing her blood circulation to be blocked and half of her body to become numb.
"Brother, how are you?" Mu Hanfeng noticed that Mu Hanyan was not feeling well and supported him. His eyes were filled with concern, relief, and even a bit of admiration. When did his sister actually acquire such strength and magical powers!
"It's okay, it's just that the blood circulation is not smooth. It will be fine soon." Mu Hanyan had looked at his cold gaze for more than ten years and was really not used to the reverence in his eyes. She shook her head and said.
Mu Ruian also looked relieved. He nodded to Mu Hanyan and walked towards Zhao Yuanji with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Haha, I didn't expect that the number one playboy in the Mu family turned out to be such a genius. My Zhao family can't escape the fate of destruction after all. God will destroy the Zhao family, God will destroy the Zhao family! However, even if I die, I will not die at the hands of your Mu family, I will not die at the hands of this evil God." Zhao Yuan roared in grief and anger, turned the sword upside down, and used the last of his strength to pierce his heart.
His vitality was rapidly fading, but his eyes remained wide open, filled with resentment and unwillingness.
Mu Ruian had already raised his sword, ready to completely eliminate the hidden danger, but when he saw this, he lowered his sword.
Zhao Yuanji endured and planned his entire life, and with only the meager strength of the Zhao family in Black Stone City, he cultivated to such a level. He should definitely be considered a great hero. Even sworn enemies should have shown him the minimum respect. To mutilate his corpse would be beneath his dignity.
A black figure suddenly flew across the sky and grabbed Zhao Yuanji.
This person was completely covered in black gauze, but one could see that she had a graceful figure. She was clearly a young woman. Her face was also covered with a gauze, with only a pair of cold and ruthless eyes exposed.
Mu Ruian was slightly startled and slashed at the man with a sword.
The man's figure flashed, and he took Zhao Yuanji to dodge repeatedly, like a ghost, barely avoiding the sword light from Mu Ruian.
"Who are you?" Mu Ruian stood with a sword in his hand and shouted coldly.
"You, you..." Zhao Yuanji used the last bit of strength he had left to open his eyes and stared into the man's eyes.
The man did not answer, but just looked at him coldly and arrogantly, stretched out his hand and grabbed the broken Destiny Star Plate in his hand, and then, without caring about his life or death, flew straight into the sky and fled into the distance.
Mu Ruian still doesn't know who she is, so how could he let her take away the Destiny Star Plate? Although the Destiny Star Plate has been broken into several pieces, who knows what hidden dangers it will leave behind.
With a roar, Mu Ruian flew up and slashed out with the sword again.
Mu Hanfeng and Mu Hanyan, who had just recovered, also took action at the same time, slashing out two sword beams at the same time.
It was obvious that although the person had a strange figure, she was not very strong. However, facing the sword light slashed by the three people together, she did not block or dodge, but continued to rush forward.
Even if Zhao Yuanji was a fifth-level swordsman, he would surely die if he were to withstand the combined attack of the Mu family's father and son with his flesh and blood body.
However, with a few "chi chi chi" sounds, three sword beams slashed her back at the same time, and several puffs of blood mist burst out. The man staggered, but did not die. Instead, he took advantage of the momentum to rush forward.
The beast was leaving so quickly that even Mu Ruian and his two sons couldn't catch up.
It was not until he was hundreds of feet away from the others that he turned around and looked at Mu Hanyan coldly.
In those cold eyes, there was only endless resentment, as if it was engraved in his heart.
Then, the woman floated away and her figure quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Hahahaha, I know, I know, I know who she is." Zhao Yuanji stared at the receding figure, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes as if he had a last flicker of light, he laughed wildly, then sprayed out a cloud of blood mist and died.
There was a look of understanding and joy on his face.
"Impossible, impossible!" Mu Hanyan whispered in disbelief as she recalled that cold look.
"Impossible, impossible!" Mu Cheng also stared at the figure of Man Miao that was getting farther and farther away, muttering to himself.
"Could it be her? How is this possible?" Zhao Sining, who had been hiding in the distance, was distraught. While everyone in the Mu family was paying attention to that person, he turned around and ran away.
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