Hua Yue and Zi Rong shook their heads simultaneously. The opponent's swordsmanship was far too exquisite, far beyond their reach. Mu Hanyan was focused and could still manage. If they attacked now, it would likely distract her and only make matters worse.
Several people subconsciously looked at Ye Lanxuan. He was the only one who could really help.
However, Ye Lanxuan just looked at Mu Hanyan calmly, obviously having no intention of taking action.
The head of the Fang family wanted to ask for help, but he was in awe of Ye Lanxuan, and he stammered, not knowing how to start.
"Han Yan's strength has increased too quickly recently, but she hasn't had many opportunities to take action. Her practical experience has actually failed to keep up with her cultivation level. It doesn't seem to be a big deal now, but in the future, as her cultivation level gets higher and her opponents get stronger, if she lacks practical experience, she may make a big mistake." Ye Lanxuan saw the intentions of Patriarch Fang and felt relieved for Mu Hanyan, so he explained.
Only then did Patriarch Fang, Hua Yue, and the others realize that Ye Lanxun had been holding back from taking action for Mu Hanyan's sake.
After careful consideration, they also felt that their worries were unnecessary. Given the friendship between Ye Lanxun and Mu Hanyan, how could he stand by and watch someone die without helping? He didn't take action simply because the time hadn't come yet.
In fact, this is what a true friend is. Blindly accommodating and doting, Mu Hanyan is certainly not in any danger now, but one day she will hurt him. Only by helping him become stronger can we truly do good for him.
Understanding Ye Lanxun's good intentions, Hua Yue and the others were secretly glad for Mu Hanyan to have such a friend. However, when they thought of the word "pampering", they felt a little strange.
Alas, what a pity... Forget it, I'd better not think too much about it. Thinking too much will only add to my troubles.
The middle-aged man's sword was getting faster and faster, making Hua Yue and others dizzy and even difficult to catch their sight. Although they knew that Ye Lanxuan would definitely take action at this critical moment, their hearts were still in their throats.
"Mu Hanyan, do you really think you can do anything to me? I'll give you one last chance. Get out of the way now and I'll let you live." The middle-aged man shouted arrogantly.
Although Mu Hanyan was forced to do nothing because of his exquisite sword skills, she did not give him a chance to escape. As long as he showed the slightest intention of leaving, she would immediately launch a counterattack.
So although he seemed to be in a favorable situation, he was actually unable to escape from Mu Hanyan and was extremely annoyed.
Mu Hanyan had no interest in talking nonsense with him. While he was talking, she suddenly stepped forward and stabbed him with a sword.
Although the middle-aged man's movements became swift and agile, he was distracted for a moment and was still cut across the thigh by Mu Hanyan's sword, leaving another bloody mark.
"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!" The middle-aged man screamed in anger, gave up the idea of escaping, and attacked Mu Hanyan almost madly.
The sword in his hand also changed quietly, becoming more exquisite and murderous than before.
It seems that he was still cautious about Mu Hanyan before and did not have the intention to kill her, but only now did he really go all out.
A faint azure sword light flashed past. Mu Hanyan's movements were a bit slow, and a strand of hair was blown away by the wind beneath the sword's edge. It was because Mu Hanyan's six senses were so strong that she lowered her head slightly at the critical moment. Otherwise, she would have been severing more than just a strand of hair.
Hua Yue and the others all turned pale. They knew that Ye Lanxun would not let Mu Hanyan get into trouble, but they still couldn't help but look at him.
Ye Lanxuan's eyes became serious, and his hand slowly pressed on the hilt of the sword, ready to strike at any time.
With a light "chi" sound, the long sword in the middle-aged man's hand made a sharp scream, and suddenly a sword light appeared.
The air around him twisted under the green sword light, rippling out a green water pattern, like the legendary Netherworld Ghost River, carrying the water of death, pouring towards Mu Hanyan.
Hua Yue and the others' hearts instantly rose to their throats, and the head of the Fang family couldn't help but cry out in shock: "Master, be careful!"
Ye Lanxuan moved and finally took action.
However, just as Ye Lanxun was about to set off, a humming sound of a sword resounded throughout the earth, as pleasant as the sound of immortals or the cry of a phoenix in the sky.
Everyone looked up and saw the vast sky filled with colorful clouds. A sword shadow pierced through the sky and earth, and auspicious clouds and auspicious air were rising all around.
Immediately afterwards, a long sword with a cold glow shot out from the sword shadow and flew straight towards Mu Hanyan.
"Hanxiao Sword, it's Hanxiao Sword!"
"Finally, the tempering was successful, and it was finally promoted to a divine weapon." At this moment, even Hua Yue and others were so excited that their eyes were filled with tears.
In just a moment, the Hanxiao Sword flew into Mu Hanyan's hand, making a joyful sword sound.
Mu Hanyan's energy was poured into the sword like rivers flowing into the sea, without any obstruction or pause.
A crystal of ice drifted down silently, and countless snowflakes fell all around. The sword seemed to be covered with a layer of ice. Wherever the sword light passed, even the surrounding air was almost frozen.
The sword light danced lightly, and the dark green sword light that shackled Mu Hanyan's body shattered like glass.
Mu Hanyan held the Hanxiao Sword in her hand, a long-lost cheerful smile on her face.
This is what she wants, this is the real world-beating magic weapon!
With a gentle swing of the sword, her movements seemed so casual, her sword moves seemed so simple. Yet, they gave people an inexplicable sense of beauty, as if that sword move contained endless mysteries.
This is the true spirit of the divine sword.
At this moment, Mu Hanyan's entire mind had merged with the spirit in the sword. The sword seemed to have become a part of her body. She could move it at will, and there was no need for any exquisite sword skills - at least, not when dealing with an opponent like this.
Seeing Mu Hanyan's extremely simple, extremely casual, original, yet wonderful sword, the middle-aged man's color suddenly changed. He felt that this sword was full of flaws. However, if he used his spiritual sense to feel it, each flaw had countless changes and countless murderous intentions.
His wrist trembled, and he couldn't use his sword skills, which were originally extremely exquisite.
There was a flash of blood, followed by a pain in the wrist, and the middle-aged man's sword fell to the ground.
The middle-aged man covered his injured wrist, the green aura outside his body gradually dissipated, and his face became haggard, as if all his energy had been drained.
He was defeated with just one sword strike.
Mu Hanyan, Mu Hanyan...
Deep regret flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. The adult was right. If it wasn't necessary, Mu Hanyan must not be provoked. He hated himself for not listening to the adult. No, he did listen to the adult. He turned around and ran away when he heard Mu Hanyan's name, but he didn't run away!
(Mu Hanyan: My mom is sick during the day. She has a cold and her head is dizzy. Can you guys give her some monthly tickets to comfort her?
Ye Lanxuan: Why do I feel like a stepmother?
Mu Hanyan: Ah?
Ye Lanxuan: Because I feel like my love life is going to be long and bumpy. I'm sure there will be rivals, and probably quite a few. If not a stepmother, what else could it be?
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