Chapter 1674: 1675 Chased by Pigs

Could it be that the foundation was hurt in the void? Thinking of this, Mu Hanyan felt a slight chill in his heart.

The last time Yue Fanchen hurt the foundation, it was only by that sword intent and her divine blood that he could heal. If it was her own, who could heal it?

"Moo!" I was thinking about it, when I heard a beast roar behind me.

The roaring hoofs followed, and the ground trembled. Mu Hanyan turned his head and saw a huge wild boar rushing towards him with whistling white air.

Slate pig! Mu Hanyan is no stranger to this kind of terrifying beast, having seen it a lot in the Longyan Mountains before.

Speaking of which, if the slate pig is only compared with ordinary beasts, it can be regarded as extremely powerful, but as an exotic beast, it is definitely not powerful. There is a world of difference between top-notch alien beasts like Stone Warcraft. Even if Mu Hanyan failed to be promoted to Sword Saint as he wished, he did not take such alien beasts seriously.

For something that doesn't have eyes, you really think that you are being bullied by a dog... oh no, you were bullied by a pig, and you actually bullied Miss Ben's head!

"Nine Heavens, Xing Luo." Mu Hanyan slashed out with one sword.

Ever since the Holy Master appeared in the sky, she has been oppressed to the point that she has no chance to turn over, and she has long been depressed to death, so she has not been polite to this slate pig without long eyes, and she is second only to Xing Luo. The killer of the Eight Wildernesses.

Of course, with her strength at this time, even if it is not the strongest attack, it is enough to make the world change color and make the sun and the moon dull.

However, when the sword light was cut out, Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that not only did his energy run much slower, but his power dropped significantly.

That sword light was so weak and powerless, not to mention that the sun and the moon had changed color in the dark, Mu Hanyan didn't see much light from the long sword at all.

It seemed that I had overestimated myself before. With such a sword power, it would be good to have a fifth-rank swordsman.

A fifth-order swordsman, playing against a slate pig equivalent to a second- and third-order swordsman? The ending doesn't need to be guessed to know, apart from being tortured to death and trampled into flesh, there is absolutely no other possibility.

What shocked Mu Hanyan even more was that the slate pig raised its head and roared while running, and then spit out an ice cone. , the sharp cone tip, even more revealing a strong breath of death.

The slate pig actually spewed ice. What kind of slate pig is this? No matter how much it mutates, it won't mutate like this.

"Xingluo, Eight Desolations!" Mu Hanyan was taken aback. He didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't dare to retain his strength. The Xingluo Bahuang at the bottom of the box finally showed his strength.

The sword was finally fired in a decent manner, and I saw a slightly faint blue white sword light passing by like lightning, colliding with the ice pick in the air.

A piece of ice crystals fell, as if a cold winter was coming and a harbinger of a blizzard was coming.

It's a pity that the power of this slightly decent sword is still very limited. Although the icicle was shattered in half, the remaining half of the icicle still flew towards Mu Hanyan.

Mu Hanyan's heart was like falling into an ice cave. Xing Luobahuang, who could use three swords originally, used only one sword this time, which almost completely consumed her energy.

Since he couldn't beat him, he could only run away. Although there was not much energy left, Mu Hanyan still had Qingyun Feiyu. With the speed of this magic weapon, it was no problem to escape.

Although it was a bit embarrassing for a dignified master swordsman to be forced to escape by a slate pig, but at this time, how could Miss Mu be ashamed.