Chapter 959 959 Being so Quick-Witted Is Worthy of Being a Demon Sword

She never dreamed that Mu Hanyan, Hua Yue, who was originally a servant of the Mu family, and even the head of the Mu family's guards didn't even think highly of it at first, would grow into such a situation after following Mu Hanyan.

When Huayue used the blood sacrifice technique to inspire that weird short spear, and turned into a slayer and screamed in the sky, even she felt fear and panic from the bottom of her heart.

"No, I can't drag it any longer." Seeing that Mu Hanyan killed another undead sword slave, and the undead sword slave in front of Zhang Chihua was also stabbed to death by Huayue's sword, Zhao Lingxian knew that he was proud of himself. A little too early.

If you can't surrender that divine beast as soon as possible, in the end, it will only be her who can't survive or die, and it will never be Mu Hanyan.

Zhao Lingxian made a decisive decision, jumped up, and flew towards the divine beast.

"Young Master, you clean up that slut as best you can, and leave the rest to us." Zi Rong shouted when he saw this.

Zhao Xianling's figure froze slightly when she heard the words of a slut who is as good as a human being, and she was so angry that she almost couldn't help but abandon the divine beast and kill her face first. Although she is scheming, she is best at seducing people with beauty, but she knows that things that are easy to get are often not cherished, so it is just a matter of letting people take advantage of it, but she will never let go of the last line of defense easily, and it is still the case to this day. Perfect body.

Even if he doesn't take fame very seriously, how can he not be angry when he hears such slander and insults from his appearance and is still stabbed in the sore spot by him?

However, Zhao Lingxian is Zhao Lingxian, and the mind of the Shen residence is still much stronger than that of ordinary people.

"When I surrender to the beast, see if I don't tear your stinky mouth." After finally suppressing this impulse, Zhao Lingxian scolded fiercely, and followed the teaching and rushed towards the beast.

However, in this moment of absence, the speed has been much slower than before.

From the corner of Mu Hanyan's eyes, he glanced at Zi Zong's face, and gave a secret praise: It is worthy of the name of the demon sword, such a powerful scheming.

Of course, she knew that the word slut in Zirong's mouth was not just to vent her anger, but to anger Zhao Lingxian and delay her for a while. At this critical juncture, he can still be so quick-witted and live up to the name of the demon sword.

Of course, Mu Hanyan would not miss the opportunity. Taking advantage of Zhao Xianling's stagnant figure, she had already jumped up, and she was the first to block her, and stabbed out with a sword.

Behind her, Hua Yue and Zhang Chihua have arrived at the same time. Zi Rong and Jiang Yuzhe will definitely not be in any danger, and she will no longer have to worry about the future.

Under the sword, frost and snow filled the sky, forming an ice and snow storm, which swept toward Miss Zhao Fourth, and between the wind and snow, there was a sword that was cold and bright.

Miss Zhao Si simply hated her appearance in her heart. If it wasn't for the slut he called him, how could she have lost her mind, how could she have taken a step slowly, and was robbed by Mu Hanyan.

Facing Mu Hanyan's mighty sword, Zhao Lingxian had no other choice but to bite the bullet and cut it out.

"Boom!" The sword lights met, Zhao Lingxian was shocked and flew out, hitting the stone wall heavily, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Mu Hanyan was a little surprised that Zhao Lingxian had also been promoted to the realm of a swordsman. Although she was only a first-rank swordsman, in her current situation, it was not easy to be promoted to the realm of swordsmen if she had to rely on the mountains but not the mountains and resources.

More importantly, her body defense is far beyond the first rank of ordinary swordsmen. You must know that Mu Hanyan's sword is with all his strength, even a fourth-rank swordsman can't resist it. Although Zhao Lingxian spit out a mouthful of blood, it was just that his chest was heaving and breathing rapidly, and his face was not too abnormal. Obviously, he was not seriously injured.

However, this did not surprise Mu Hanyan too much. She had talked to her grandfather several times, and she already knew that the Zhao family was also a descendant of the guardian of the gods. Zhao Lingxian died and was reborn, which must have awakened the blood of the gods.

Although according to Mu Hanyan's knowledge, Zhao Lingxian was a little older than her, but with the cunning of Zhao Yuanji's old fox, she might not have concealed her true age. That is to say, Zhao Lingxian is likely to have awakened the bloodline of God before the age of sixteen, just like her, and it is not surprising to have such a strong defense.

The thoughts in his mind actually just flashed through like lightning, and the sword power in Mu Hanyan's hand did not slow down by half because of this. Just as Zhao Lingxian flew out, she was already chasing after him like an arrow from a string.

Facing Zhao Lingxian, she will never show any mercy.

There was another loud noise, and Zhao Lingxian was once again slashed by Mu Hanyan's sword. A big mouthful of blood spurted out, and her face became a little paler.

Mu Hanyan didn't stop for a moment, let alone the slightest sympathy, followed by another sword.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Mu Hanyan's mouth. What if the same bloodline of the gods was awakened? What if she has a powerful defense comparable to that of a beast? Her strength is always higher than Zhao Lingxian's level, and under this powerful offensive like a storm, she can't believe that she can't be killed.

With the full force of sword after sword, even Mu Hanyan felt a sense of exhaustion coming from his body.

Zhao Lingxian was even more unbearable. Under the powerful attack of Mu Hanyan's sword after sword, not only did he spit out blood, but even fine blood spots ooze from his body, and the hand holding the sword was dripping with blood. , obviously the inner viscera oscillated and the meridians ruptured.

At this moment, there were two more shrill screams, and the last two undead sword slaves also fell under Hua Yue's sword.

Zi Rong, Jiang Yuzhe, and Zhang Chihua did not stop for a moment. They turned around and attacked Zhao Lingxian again. If Zhao Lingxian was not injured, they might not be able to pose any threat to her, but Zhao Lingxian at this time might not be able to pose any threat to her. He was already seriously injured, and was only supported by his will and hatred for Mu Hanyan.

Zi Rong and others joining the battle group will undoubtedly be the last straw that breaks the camel's back to her.

On the other side, the undead sword slaves who had been fighting with Fen Qianji and Xia Youchen for a long time gradually lost their strength. The two found an opportunity and finally cut one of the undead sword slaves under the sword. . The pressure on the two of them was relieved, and the sword in their hands was even more severe. Seeing that, the other undead sword slaves and the two alien beasts were afraid that they would not be able to hold on to their swords for too long.

Zhao Lingxian's expression became extremely ugly. She knew that once Xia Youchen and the other two released their hands, she would definitely die.

"Mu Hanyan, do you think you can kill me like this!" Zhao Lingxian looked at Mu Hanyan with hatred, roaring both unwillingly and angry.

I thought that what happened today would be foolproof, but I didn't expect that I would encounter Mu Hanyan again and fall into her hands again. If eyes could kill people, Mu Hanyan believed that she had already killed her more than a thousand times, but unfortunately, eyes couldn't kill people, at least her eyes weren't good enough.