"Uh..." The fifth prince and others were stunned at the same time.
What does this mean? What is Mu Hanyan saying? Is she talking to them? Is she talking nonsense because her brain is damaged?
They didn't have such a good relationship with Mu Hanyan, nor were they his subordinates. On the contrary, the hatred between them was simply irreconcilable. What qualifications did Mu Hanyan have to point fingers at them and even dare to curse at them, ordering his subordinates around in a domineering manner? They really couldn't think of any other possibility except that Mu Hanyan had his brains broken.
But looking at his clear eyes, he doesn't look like he has a problem with his brain, right?
"Kill them." Before they could figure out what was going on, Zhao Lingxian's face darkened and he waved his hand and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, a skeleton jumped high into the air and slashed at the three people with a sword.
When Zhao Lingxian first saw the Fifth Prince and his two men, she was shocked, thinking that another group of cultivators had come to target the divine beast. If it were a few hours ago, she would not have taken them seriously, but now she was seriously injured, and controlling a few skeletons to deal with Mu Hanyan was already her limit. If she wanted to deal with others, she would be unable to do so.
After all, these skeletons have not yet been transformed into true undead sword slaves. In order to allow their residual souls to possess her body and control their self-destruction to unleash their final combat power, her life span has been greatly reduced, and she has even lowered her cultivation level in order to maintain her appearance.
If I distract myself to deal with others at this time, Mu Hanyan might end up taking advantage of it.
Thinking of this, Zhao Lingxian prepared to escape. Mu Hanyan's energy was severely damaged and it would be difficult for her to recover for a while. She would definitely not gain any advantage if she fought with these people who came later. She might very well die at their hands. Why should she get involved in this mess?
Although she was unwilling to accept the fact that the foolproof plan failed in the end, she did not have many choices at this moment. No matter what, as long as Mu Hanyan did not get away with it, it would be fine.
Just when Zhao Lingxian made up her mind to escape, she heard Mu Hanyan's words: What are you laughing at? Where the hell have you been? Why are you here just now? Hurry up and do it!
The Fifth Prince and his companions were confused by the situation and did not react for a moment as to why Mu Hanyan suddenly said this. They even suspected that she had a problem with her brain.
Zhao Lingxian, however, was a "bystander who sees things more clearly" and figured it out right away: it turned out that these people were in the same group as Mu Hanyan. Judging from their tone, they should be his subordinates.
And look at the smiles on their faces, so happy, so friendly, which obviously proves this point.
Now, Zhao Lingxian couldn't leave at all. Mu Hanyan's men arrived in time. If she left, the divine beast would definitely fall into Mu Hanyan's hands, and she would never have the chance to take revenge in her life.
Fight! Zhao Lingxian once again made a hand gesture, using the Necromancer Soul Binding Technique again, and ordered the skeleton that had not yet been fully transformed into a Necromancer Sword Slave to attack Nian Anyao and the others.
There is one thing that others don't know. The consumption of spiritual power and energy by the Undead Soul Binding Technique is extremely terrifying. After all, these skeletons were all masters of the great swordsman or even the sword saint realm in their lifetime. Even if there is only a remnant of spiritual power left, it is not so easy to control. If they are not completely refined into undead sword slaves, it will be even more difficult to control them.
She had just manipulated these skeletons to attack Mu Hanyan, which had already burned her life and lifespan greatly. Now manipulating them to attack the Fifth Prince and others again was making the situation even worse.
But several of Mu Hanyan's "subordinates" arrived in time. If she didn't do this, she would either die at Mu Hanyan's hands, or watch Mu Hanyan get the divine beast. Of course, the biggest possibility was that she would watch Mu Hanyan get the divine beast first, and then die at her hands, so she had no choice.
It's really fate. Why did Mu Hanyan arrive in time when they were about to succeed? And why did her men arrive in time when they were about to force Mu Hanyan to retreat?
Miss Zhao Si suddenly felt that the appearance of Mu Hanyan in her life was such a helpless and tragic thing.
The Fifth Prince and his companions had no idea what Miss Zhao Si was thinking. If they knew, they would probably spit out a few mouthfuls of blood: Who said we are her subordinates? We are her sworn enemies, enemies...
Miss Zhao Si is miserable, but aren’t they even more miserable?
"You dare to show off your trivial tricks!" Although he didn't know why this woman would suddenly attack them, but seeing the skeleton swaying and creaking as if it could fall apart at any time, and the rusty long sword in his hand, Qu Fengting snorted in disdain and swung his sword.
Seeing Qu Fengting taking action, Nian Anyao and the Fifth Prince were too lazy to even draw their swords. Like him, they did not take this mere skeleton seriously.
Although the art of necromancy and soul binding had been lost hundreds of thousands of years ago, in the long years that followed, people still occasionally discovered some fragmentary notes of related evil arts. Among them, there were also some people with extraordinary talent who deduced similar evil methods, such as necromancy and corpse-driving.
However, those fragments of evil magic were far inferior to the art of necromancy, and the strange methods deduced from them were even more pitifully weak. At most, they could deceive the ignorant civilians or entertain people. They were completely useless.
In their opinion, most of the skeletons created by Zhao Lingxian were the same. She was afraid that she and Mu Hanyan were both injured in the fight and there was really no other way out, so she created a few skeletons to resolve the crisis temporarily.
"Boom!" At this moment, the skeleton suddenly exploded into pieces, but the long sword continued to chop down with unstoppable force.
"Fifth-level swordsman!" In the blink of an eye, Qu Fengting's face turned pale with fright. He never dreamed that this skeleton could do this.
He was only a first-level swordsman, how could he possibly withstand Haoran's sword, which was as powerful as a fifth-level swordsman.
The Fifth Prince and Nian Anyao were also startled and instinctively wanted to hide, but the skeleton's self-explosion was too sudden, and the sword was too powerful. They had no chance to dodge at all. They could only grit their teeth and raise their swords to strike forward.
Several flashes of silver light passed by, and with a muffled thud, the Fifth Prince and Nian Anyao were simultaneously sent flying. In such a hurry, it was already difficult for the two to draw their swords, so how could they possibly unleash their true strength?
Nian Anyao was relatively better off. After all, he was a sixth-level swordsman, and was slightly stronger than the skeleton. Even if he didn't display his true strength, he was only slightly injured. He coughed up some blood and it was no big deal. The fifth prince was in a miserable state. His strength was far inferior to that of the other one, and he hadn't even displayed his true strength yet. He was immediately shocked and his whole body was in pain, his internal organs were dislocated, and he was spitting out blood in large mouthfuls.
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