She never dreamed that Hua Yue, who was originally a servant of the Mu family and was even looked down upon by the leader of the Mu family guards, would grow to such a level after following Mu Hanyan.
When Hua Yue used the blood sacrifice technique to activate the strange pistol and instantly transformed into a killing demon, howling to the sky, even she felt fear and panic from the bottom of her heart.
"No, we can't drag this on any longer." Seeing Mu Hanyan kill another undead sword slave, and the undead sword slave in front of Zhang Chihua was also stabbed in the vitals by Hua Yue's sword, Zhao Lingxian knew that she was too proud too early.
If she couldn't subdue the divine beast as soon as possible, she would be the one who would be stuck in a dilemma, neither living nor dying, and definitely not Mu Hanyan.
Zhao Lingxian made a prompt decision, jumped up and flew towards the divine beast.
"Young Master, you deal with that slut who can be slept with by anyone, and leave the rest to us." Zirong shouted when she saw this.
Hearing the words "a slut who can be fucked by anyone," Zhao Xianling paused slightly, her rage rising to the point where she almost abandoned her divine beast and killed Zirong first. Though she was a calculating and calculating woman, adept at seducing with her beauty, she knew that easy things were often not cherished. While she might allow herself to be taken advantage of, she would never easily let go of her last line of defense, and to this day, she remained a virgin.
Even if he didn't care much about his reputation, how could he not be angry when he heard Zirong slandering and insulting him like that? He had hit a sore spot.
But Zhao Lingxian is Zhao Lingxian, and Shen Fu's character is still much stronger than that of ordinary people.
"Wait until I subdue the divine beast, and I'll tear your stinky mouth apart." After suppressing the impulse with great difficulty, Zhao Lingxian cursed fiercely and continued to rush towards the divine beast.
However, due to this moment of distraction, the speed has become much slower than before.
Mu Hanyan glanced at Zirong out of the corner of her eye and secretly praised: It's worthy of the name of the Demon Sword, it has such a powerful mind.
Of course, she knew that Zirong's shouting of "bitch" wasn't just to vent her anger, but to irritate Zhao Lingxian and delay her for a moment. Even in such a critical moment, she could still use such quick wit, living up to the name of the Demon Sword.
Of course Mu Hanyan would not miss the opportunity. Taking advantage of the moment when Zhao Xianling paused, she flew up, stood in front of her and stabbed her with a sword.
Behind her, Hua Yue and Zhang Chihua had arrived at the same time. Zirong and Jiang Yuzhe would definitely not be in any danger, so she had no worries. She put all her strength into this sword without holding back.
With one strike of the sword, frost and snow filled the sky, forming an ice and snow storm that swept towards Miss Zhao Si. In the midst of the wind and snow, there was a sword with a bright and cold light that shook the sky.
Miss Zhao Si hated Zirong in her heart. If he hadn't called her a slut who could be slept with by anyone, how could she have lost her mind, been a step slower, and been overtaken by Mu Hanyan.
Faced with Mu Hanyan's powerful sword, Zhao Lingxian had no other choice but to bite the bullet and strike out with the sword.
"Boom!" When the sword beams collided, Zhao Lingxian was shocked and flew backwards, hitting the stone wall heavily and spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Mu Hanyan was a little surprised that Zhao Lingxian had also been promoted to the realm of swordsman. Although she was only a first-level swordsman, given her current situation, she had no backing and no resources, so it was not easy for her to be promoted to the realm of swordsman.
More importantly, her physical defense far surpassed that of a typical first-level swordsman. Mu Hanyan had poured all her might into this strike, and even a fourth-level swordsman would have struggled to withstand it. Although Zhao Lingxian spat out blood, her chest heaved and her breathing became rapid. Her expression remained normal, clearly showing no serious injuries.
However, this did not surprise Mu Hanyan too much. After talking with her grandfather several times, she already knew that the Zhao family was also the descendants left by the guardian of God. Zhao Lingxian died and was reborn, and he must have awakened the bloodline of God.
Although Mu Hanyan knew Zhao Lingxian was a bit older than she was, given the cunningness of Zhao Yuanji, he might have concealed her true age. This meant that Zhao Lingxian, like her, had likely awakened her divine bloodline before the age of sixteen, so it wasn't surprising that she possessed such powerful defenses.
The thought flashed through her mind like lightning, but Mu Hanyan's sword didn't slow down even a bit. As Zhao Lingxian flew out, she was already chasing after him like an arrow from a bow.
She would never show any mercy to Zhao Lingxian.
There was another loud bang, and Zhao Lingxian was once again chopped away by Mu Hanyan's sword. Large mouthfuls of blood spurted out, and her face turned even paler.
Mu Hanyan did not stop for a moment, nor did she show any mercy, and immediately slashed out with another sword.
A sneer played on Mu Hanyan's lips. Even if she had awakened the same divine bloodline, so what? Even if she possessed a defense as powerful as that of a beast, so what? Her strength was still more than one level higher than Zhao Lingxian's. Under this powerful attack like a storm, she didn't believe she couldn't be killed.
He swung out sword after sword with all his strength, and even Mu Hanyan felt waves of fatigue coming from her body.
Zhao Lingxian was even worse off. Under Mu Hanyan's powerful attack of sword after sword, he not only spit out large mouthfuls of blood, but also had tiny blood spots oozing out of his body. His hand holding the sword was even more bloody, and it was obvious that his internal organs were shaken and his meridians were ruptured.
At this moment, two more shrill screams were heard, and the last two undead sword slaves also fell under Huayue's sword.
Zirong, Jiang Yuzhe, and Zhang Chihua did not stop for a moment. They turned around and attacked Zhao Lingxian again. If Zhao Lingxian was not injured, they might not be able to pose any threat to her with their strength. But at this time, Zhao Lingxian was already seriously injured, and she was only relying on her willpower and hatred for Mu Hanyan to hold on.
For her, the joining of Zirong and others into the battle would undoubtedly be the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Elsewhere, the undead sword slaves who had been battling Fen Qianji and Xia Youchen for so long were gradually losing their strength. The two men found an opportunity and finally slew one of them. The pressure on them eased, and their swords became even more fierce. It looked like the other undead sword slaves and the two beasts wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer.
Zhao Lingxian's expression became extremely ugly. She knew that once Xia Youchen and the other two were free, she would definitely die.
"Mu Hanyan, do you think you can kill me like this?" Zhao Lingxian looked at Mu Hanyan with hatred, and roared unwillingly and angrily.
I thought today's matter was foolproof, but unexpectedly, I ran into Mu Hanyan again and fell into her hands once again. If looks could kill, Mu Hanyan believed that she had been killed by her more than a thousand times. Unfortunately, looks can't kill people, at least not her eyes.
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