"Ninth-level swordsman, or great swordsman?" Although the skeleton had not yet self-destructed, Nian Anyao had already vaguely felt that this sword was far more solemn and domineering than the previous two. He believed that if it also self-destructed, the power of that sword would definitely exceed that of an eighth-level swordsman.
Without time to think, Nian Anyao quickly used the beast-taming hand gesture, and his sword pet Dragon Whisker Thunder Beast blocked in front of him.
A white light flashed, and the skeleton suddenly exploded.
The great swordsman is indeed a tenth-level great swordsman.
A force like a tidal wave surged over, and Nian Anyao and the beast rolled out like a rolling gourd, and only stopped when they hit the stone wall heavily.
The bruise on Nian Anyao's head, which had finally subsided, bulged out again, and his face was covered in bruises. The pain made him gasp. However, compared to these external injuries, the most serious ones were the internal injuries. After two consecutive severe blows, his internal organs were almost dislocated, and he just wanted to spit out a mouthful of blood.
However, the blood had reached his throat, but he forced it down. It was not because he was afraid of losing face, but because he had lost too much blood and was seriously injured when he fought with Mu Hanyan before. This spurt of blood made his internal organs feel better, but he was afraid that he would faint on the spot due to excessive blood loss.
Nian Anyao suppressed his injuries and stared at the demon woman in front of him, hating her to death. Although they had the intention of snatching the divine beast, before they could even make a move, or even say a word, the demon woman ordered the skeletons to pester them relentlessly, even temporarily abandoning Mu Hanyan.
Is it because we killed our father or stole our husband that we hate you? Why do you hate us so much? While hating Zhao Lingxian to the core, Nian Anyao was even more full of resentment.
"Mu Hanyan, don't expect these men of yours to save you. I'm going to kill them now and see how many men you still have available." Zhao Lingxian was a little worried at first, but when she saw that Nian Anyao and the others suffered a great loss because they were too careless at the beginning, she calmed down at once and said proudly.
"Puff..." After hearing what Zhao Lingxian said, Nian Anyao couldn't hold it in any longer, and the old blood that he had suppressed with great difficulty spurted out.
If he still doesn't understand what's going on, he might as well just kill himself.
It turned out that Mu Hanyan's unclear words were not nonsense because of a broken brain, but were deliberately misleading the evil woman in front of her, making her think that she and the fifth prince were Mu Hanyan's subordinates.
It was for this reason that she kept pestering him, in order to eliminate the hidden danger as early as possible.
What had been a golden opportunity for the fisherman to profit from the conflict between the snipe and the clam was easily ruined by Mu Hanyan's seemingly foolish words! Looking at the smug look on Zhao Lingxian's face and the subtle sneer on Mu Hanyan's lips, Nian Anyao wanted nothing more than to hug the Fifth Prince and cry bitterly.
Unfortunately, the Fifth Prince had been knocked to the ground by the residual force of the sword just now. His limbs were twitching and he was foaming at the mouth. It was obvious that he was seriously injured. He was afraid that he would not be able to cry for a while.
Nian Anyao really wanted to tell Zhao Lingxian that we were not her servants at all, but her sworn enemies. Unfortunately, he was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood like a flood that broke through the dam. He couldn't stop it and kept spitting out large mouthfuls of blood mist, unable to speak.
Moreover, Zhao Lingxian did not give him this opportunity.
Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, this trick is not only used by Miss Mu, but also by Zhao Lingxian.
Taking advantage of the blood mist gushing out from Nian Anyao, Zhao Lingxian waved his arm, and the remaining skeletons attacked simultaneously, laughing wildly, "Mu Hanyan, these people are quite powerful. You must have paid a high price to recruit them. It's a pity that they died in such an unclear way. Hahahaha."
"Puff..." Nian Anyao spurted blood even more violently.
You idiot woman, do you have any brains at all? He and I are enemies, sworn enemies... Nian Anyao's eyes were filled with sadness.
"In the name of the Beast God... puff... I make a contract with you, puff... Use your power to help me break the sky, human face, puff ah puff... a human face with a beast heart!" Seeing that the skeletons were about to be delivered to him, Nian Anyao had no time to think about it. While spitting out blood mist, he once again displayed his unique skills of the human face and beast heart.
These skeletons are too powerful. Even if his Dragonbeard Thunder Beast has a strong defense, it can only protect itself at most, but cannot protect him. The only way is to transform into one with the two skeletons again.
In the blink of an eye, Nian Anyao's face, which had already aged ten years, aged another ten years. Although he knew that this technique of having a human face and a beast heart would come at the cost of his life, at the critical moment of life and death, he could not care less. It would be better to die ten or twenty years earlier than to die now.
As his face aged, Nian Anyao's aura continued to increase, from seventh level to eighth level, ninth level... and tenth level as a swordsman.
As he slapped out with his palm, the shadow of the Dragon Whisker Thunder Beast appeared again, and the ferocious beast head opened its bloody mouth to face the skeletons. At the same time, the skeletons exploded at the same time, and several sword beams from the eighth-level, ninth-level, and great sword masters slashed down at the same time.
With a deafening roar, a huge deep pit appeared on the ground, and gravel and soil flew like raindrops.
After a while, the dust settled and all the skeletons turned into pieces. Nian Anyao slammed into the stone wall again, leaning against it with a sad and helpless look on his face, blood gushing from his head.
His dragon-bearded thunder beast was lying not far away. It didn't look miserable at all, but it was also dying.
This last blow almost completely shattered his Qi Sea. Even if he recovered, his strength would probably drop drastically. His sword pet was even more seriously injured, and it was questionable whether it could recover half of its combat effectiveness in the future.
Although he managed to save his life in the end, how different is this result from dying together?
They say birds die for food and people die for money. If it was for himself, he would accept such a fate. But the problem was, the reason he ended up like this was all because of Mu Hanyan's words. Just one sentence!
If they hadn't come, facing such a powerful skeleton, Mu Hanyan would have either escaped or died, but they came and inexplicably blocked the knife for Mu Hanyan, and finally ended up in such a situation.
"We are not in the same group. We are not her servants. We are enemies, sworn enemies." Nian Anyao finally had the chance to speak. He looked up at the dome, tears streaming down his face. He felt so wronged, so wronged, and he really wanted to cry.
"What did you say?" Zhao Lingxian was startled when she heard Nian Anyao's miserable cry as if he was mumbling to himself, and suddenly thought of something.
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