Han Yutang was startled and instinctively swung his sword. However, his sword, comparable to that of a sword master, failed to sever the formation. Instead, it knocked him back several steps. Then, thousands of illusory sword lights descended from the sky, overwhelming the two men.
Han Yutang swung his sword, dispelling the thousands of sword beams into nothingness. However, before he could even catch his breath, thousands more sword beams condensed and slashed towards him again, their power even greater than before.
Han Yutang slashed out several times with his sword, but just as he shattered the thousands of sword beams, new sword beams would immediately condense again, and their power became stronger and stronger.
"How, how could this happen?" The follower behind him did not have his strength. He was frightened by the thousands of sword beams and turned pale. He stammered.
"How would I know this would happen?" Han Yutang said angrily.
Just when he swung out the sword, he also made hand gestures at the same time, trying to remove the formation, but the hand gestures did not work at all.
In other words, he was trapped by the formation he had set up.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the other disciples of the Holy Court also drew their swords and rushed forward, trying to break the formation. Unfortunately, they were shocked by the formation and retreated again and again.
Within the formation, the myriad sword beams gathered and dispersed, gathering and dispersing with increasing power. Later, bursts of thunderous roars could be heard, causing heart palpitations.
In a moment of carelessness, the follower behind Han Yutang was hit by a sword beam. Although he used his long sword to protect his vitals at the critical moment of life and death, he was still knocked to the ground by the thunder. His whole body was charred, smoke was coming out of his head, and he was foaming at the mouth and twitching all over.
Han Yutang was able to resist at first, but as the sword power grew stronger, it became more and more difficult to deal with.
"Boom" a sword light fell on his head, Han Yutang held his long sword across his head to block it, and the sword light exploded like thunder.
The jade hairpin that held his hair was blasted into powder, and his clothes were blasted into strips. Han Yutang's hair was disheveled, his clothes were tattered, and even half of his face had turned black. He looked as miserable as could be.
Zhuang Ping'an, Sang Qinghe and others were all stunned. When they looked at Mu Hanyan again, their eyes had changed.
At first I thought that her words "Good is rewarded with good, and evil is punished with evil" were just a way to save face, but now I know that it was not the case at all. This sentence was directed at Han Yutang.
It was so terrifying. It was obvious that Han Yutang used that formation to make things difficult for them. Mu Hanyan casually used a few hand gestures, not only breaking the formation, but also secretly making some moves in it, and actually trapped Han Yutang in it.
Such means and such scheming are really terrible!
No wonder he can become the number one playboy in Anyun. This Mu Hanyan cannot be offended!
"You, what did you do?" Han Yutang naturally thought of what others could think of, and yelled at Mu Hanyan.
"Hey, didn't you see what I did with your own eyes? Why are you asking such a strange question? Oh, by the way, is there something wrong with your formation and you want to blame it on me?" Mu Hanyan looked at Han Yutang as if he were an idiot, and then said as if she suddenly realized something.
Before, when Wei Xiaotian was looking for trouble with her, he was pretending to be an order from the Holy Court. But this Han Yutang was so blatant and unscrupulous. Obviously, although his status and position were not as good as those of a saint, he must have a great background. Mu Hanyan did not want to take all the blame on herself. Of course, this was not a blame, because she was indeed the one who tampered with the formation, but she would never admit it.
"I don't care what you did. I tell you, I am the direct disciple of Elder Shen Laoao. If anything happens to me, or if I get hurt, my master will never forgive you." Han Yutang roared sternly, but his trembling voice betrayed his fear at the moment.
"It's strange. Something went wrong with the formation you set up. If your master wants to blame someone, he can only blame you for not learning the skills well enough. Why can't he forgive me?" Mu Hanyan's expression became even stranger and more innocent.
Mu Hanyan believed that with the Holy Lord around, no matter how powerful Han Yutang's master, Elder Shenlaoao, was, he would have to be reasonable. As long as there was no real evidence and she herself did not admit it, even if Han Yutang died in this formation, he would not be able to do anything to her.
"Okay, okay, wait until I break the formation and report to Master, and then we'll see how he deals with you." Han Yutang said gritting his teeth.
Mu Hanyan rolled her eyes, not bothering to pay any attention to him. They say one has to bow their heads under someone's roof. Han Yutang must have been spoiled too much to understand this. And now, he still dared to be so angry with her.
Ye Yanran also rolled her eyes, then patted Jiang Yuzhe's shoulder and muttered, "This guy is so mentally retarded that it makes me sad. Even sadder than you."
"What?" Jiang Yuzhe looked confused.
"Forget it, it's nothing, just pretend I didn't say anything." Ye Yanran turned her head away with a horrible expression on her face.
Zirong and Huayue were having a hard time holding back their laughter.
A group of people were watching leisurely outside, but the situation inside the formation was not so good.
Millions of sword beams gathered again, and Han Yutang slashed out one sword after another. However, the sword beams gathered and dispersed, and their power became stronger and stronger. The sounds of wind and thunder were even more earth-shattering.
"Boom!" Amidst a muffled sound, another sword beam exploded above his head, like a thunderclap. Han Yutang's entire face turned pitch black, and wisps of green smoke emerged from his burnt yellow hair.
"Let me out! You...you have to remove the formation and let me out!" Han Yutang shouted at Mu Hanyan. He was angry, anxious, and frightened, with a hint of tears in his voice.
"I didn't set up the formation, so how can I remove it? But if you can figure it out, I have a way." Mu Hanyan said calmly.
"What's the solution? Tell me quickly!" Han Yutang finally understood the truth that one has to bow his head under someone's eaves, and asked anxiously.
"Don't be anxious. I remember someone just said that as long as we can break the formation, he will apologize to us, but then he went back on his word. So I was in a bad mood and very angry. When I was angry, I forgot the method again." Mu Hanyan said slowly.
Ye Yanran and the others burst out laughing. They'd already said it, could Miss Mu be so easy to talk to? Without peeling off a layer of skin, how could it be possible? The expressions on Zhuang Ping'an and the others' faces were even more fascinating. They were all stunned. Could this be played out like this? This is something new. I admire her. I really admire her!
Han Yutang gritted his teeth. He was the one who said those words earlier. If he had apologized earlier, it would have been fine. He would have just lost some face, but it would have been fair and honest. However, he later played dirty. If he apologized again now, wouldn't he lose both face and dignity?
Just as Han Yutang was hesitating, the sword light that had just been split apart condensed again.
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