Chapter 351: 351
Surrounded by the cold murderous aura, Zong Dingfang felt his scalp tingling and his whole body standing upright, as if he had fallen into an icy abyss. He has been famous for many years, and he has experienced no one hundred or eighty duels, but this is the first time that he feels the threat of death so truly.
In a hurry, he didn't even have time to dodge. To be more precise, Mu Hanyan's sword was too strange and the speed was too fast. He couldn't find any flaws at all. sharp.
The only thing he could do was to continue the previous action and stab Mu Hanyan with a sword. It wasn't that he wanted to die with Mu Hanyan, but he didn't have any choice at all.
His sword finally played a role. The sword edge swept past Mu Hanyan's shoulder, and a wisp of blood flew out. Mu Hanyan's sword trembled slightly, and it also pierced into his chest, close to his heart. Only a difference of milliseconds.
"What a poisonous swordsmanship!" Shou Dingfang looked at Mu Hanyan, a blood arrow shot up from his chest, and his body fell straight down.
Although this sword was missed by the slightest, it didn't directly kill him, but the distance was too close, and the energy on the sword shook, which still caused his heart to suffer.
"This kid's strength doesn't seem to be as strong as last time." Before passing out, Zong Dingfang felt a sense of happiness in his heart. If the power in Mu Hanyan's sword was still as arrogant as last time, coupled with such a strange swordsmanship, how could he still be alive?
Without any hesitation, Mu Hanyan took advantage of Zong Dingfang's serious injury and fell to the ground, and flew out from the door.
The brocade box also fell to the ground, the lid of the box was shaken open, and the inside was empty. This is the box used to hold the Qi Transformation Pill. After the pill was given to Mu Ze, the box was naturally empty.
"Good boy, how dare you play with us." Seeing this scene, Qu Shanhai and He Songhua were so angry that they flew after them.
As soon as he left the teahouse, the bright sunlight pierced his eyes, and Mu Hanyan was refreshed. Although her strength is not comparable to Qu Shanhai and others, but with her current strength as a ninth-order swordsman, if she is determined to escape, the opponent may not be able to catch up with her.
Just thinking about this in his heart, Mu Hanyan suddenly felt a sway in front of him, and his feet also staggered.
"The sword is poisonous!" Mu Hanyan immediately responded. The slight wound on her shoulder had no effect on her at all. The only possibility was that the sword was poisoned.
"This old bastard really looks down on me, and doesn't even want the dignity of being a great swordsman." Mu Hanyan scolded secretly.
How did she know that Zong Dingfang regarded her defeat at the hands of Mu Hanyan as a humiliation in her life last time, and would no longer dare to despise her. Well prepared, even disregarding the dignity of the swordsman, the poison was quenched on the sword.
Just when she was staggering, Qu Shanhai and He Songhua had already blocked in front of her.
"Run, let me see where you can go." He Songhua said with a grin.
"Despicable and shameless." Mu Hanyan scolded her through gritted teeth.
"Those who achieve great things are not careful, don't you even understand this? What about despicableness and shamelessness? As long as we kill you, who knows that we are despicable and shameless." He Songhua said with a snort.
"It's not that easy to kill me," Mu Hanyan said firmly.
The scene of being attacked and tragically killed on the spot in the previous life surfaced again, and the intense anger and unwillingness also filled his chest. She can't die, she can't die, even if she still has a breath, she has to fight to the end.