Chapter 960 960 Fen Qianji's All-Out Efforts to Save

"Do you think you still have a way to survive?" Mu Hanyan finally spoke, but the sword in his hand was a bit stronger than before.

Before, she didn't have a half-point reservation, and now that the victory is in hand, she has no need to preserve her strength. With this sword, she almost pushed her strength to the extreme, and slashed it out.

Zhao Lingxian was smashed into the air again, hitting the stone wall heavily, not only spitting out blood clots from his mouth, but also oozing blood from his ears, eyes, and nose at the same time.

"No, you are wrong, you can't kill me, you can't kill me." Under the serious injury, Zhao Lingxian let out a burst of crazy laughter.

This woman is crazy!

Mu Hanyan glanced coldly at Zhao Lingxian, who was bleeding from the seven orifices.

"The Brahmin Arakasha Brahma..." Zhao Lingxian raised his head abruptly and sang together with strange syllables.

"Divine Word." Mu Hanyan was startled. Although she couldn't understand what she was singing, Mu Hanyan was sure that this strange syllable was exactly the same sound she suddenly realized when she killed Zhao Yuanji. The so-called divine language.

In fact, until now, Mu Hanyan had not understood the mystery of this so-called divine language. She had only used it once when she was in Black Rock City. She couldn't tell what kind of powerful power it contained.

And this time, she obviously didn't have the same luck as last time. Zhao Lingxian's divine words fell into her ears. She couldn't understand a word at all. She just vaguely felt that it was full of dark power, as if calling from the abyss of hell. .

She must be killed ASAP! An intuitive unease rose in Mu Hanyan's heart.

"Be careful!" At this moment, a figure flew towards him.

Burn thousands of silence! Just by hearing the voice, she knew who it was. In her previous life, she had heard such exclamations more than once.

Then, in the corner of his eyes, the heavy but sharp edge of the broad sword in Fen Qianji's hand appeared.

"Could it be that after being reborn, he murdered him so quickly!" Mu Hanyan almost instinctively thought that the betrayal of her previous life left her unforgettable painful memories, how could it be so easy to let go of it.

No matter how many reasons she found to comfort herself, she always harbored deep suspicion and vigilance towards Fen Qianji in her heart.

But immediately, she knew that she thought too much. If Fen Qianji really wanted to kill herself, why should she remind her?

Just as Mu Hanyan's thoughts were spinning, Fen Qianji's figure was getting closer and closer. At the same time, a figure flew out of the mud in front of Mu Hanyan... No, no, this is not a figure, It was clearly a bone skeleton.

Skull held a rusty long sword in his hand, and at the same time as he flew out, he slashed towards Mu Hanyan with a sword.

Necromancer sword slave! Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that this was Zhao Lingxian's necromantic soul binding technique.

It seems that she is also forced to a dead end. You must know that the speed at which the undead swordsman absorbs the power of heaven and earth is extremely slow. The undead swordsman that has just been refined does not actually have much power. It takes a period of sorcery refining to restore some strength.

And the necromantic soul binding requires a lot of vitality of the caster. Zhao Lingxian was seriously injured, and he still used his vitality to summon such useless undead skeletons. It is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst, and will only die faster. .

No, just thinking about it in his heart, Mu Hanyan suddenly realized that it was wrong, things were not as simple as he thought.

The friend who knows you best is often not your friend, but your enemy. Just like Zhao Lingxian knows Mu Hanyan, Mu Hanyan also knows her temperament perfectly. Even if she was driven to a dead end, she would never do such a meaningless thing. Although she was deeply despised by Zhao Lingxian, Mu Hanyan still admired her scheming and will.

"Retreat!" Mu Hanyan made a decisive decision, shouted at Hua Yue and the others, and at the same time he flew back.

It had to be said that Mu Hanyan's reaction when facing the enemy was not unpleasant, and his actions were even more resolute and resolute, but he was still a little slower.

At the same time as the skeleton slashed out a sword, the entire body exploded violently, turning into a piece of gray ashes and drifting away, but the long sword still ripped through the air and slashed towards Mu Hanyan.

The blade is still rusted, but it is imposing.

Sword Master Tier 5!

Mu Hanyan was certain that the power of this sword had already reached the fifth rank of sword masters. If he guessed correctly, the white-boned skeleton just now was at least the fifth rank of sword masters, or even a sword saint, before he died. Otherwise, even if it is the last remnant of the self-destruction, it is impossible to explode such a sword power.

If she was at her peak, taking this sword would not be too difficult for Mu Hanyan, but now, in order to kill Zhao Lingxian, she has already done her best, and the last sword is actually a bit of a last-ditch effort. .

Zi Rong and Jiang Yuzhe also saw this, and their expressions changed drastically. It's a pity that they were a little far away, and the incident happened so suddenly that they were caught off guard, and it was too late to smash the flying immortals out of the sky.

Just when they were so anxious, Fen Qianji's figure moved quickly, blocking Mu Hanyan's body, shouting loudly, and the broad sword slashed out.

Looking at the tall and straight figure, Mu Hanyan was lost for a moment, as if he had returned to his previous life.

It is also this figure. I don’t know how many times in the moment of life and death, I stand in front of her, like a towering tree, let him wind and rain, I am proud of the world, like an ancient boulder, let him thunder and lightning, I will not stand tall. fall.

choke! The two swords intersected, making a crisp sound, Fen Qianji's rock-solid voice and shadow were smashed into the air, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.

And the rusty long sword was also broken into pieces of metal.

Looking at the blood stains on the corner of Fen Qianji's mouth, Mu Hanyan's heart throbbed for a while, and his eyes were actually a little moist.

Everything seems to have returned to the past.

"You can't kill him, at least, you must not kill him until you know why he shot at him in his previous life." This time, Mu Hanyan made up his mind.

She believed that the friendship between Fen Qianji and her would never be false, and that there would be no falsehood in trying to save each other again and again. Then, why did he take action in the end?

"Take the medicinal pill and heal your wounds immediately." Mu Hanyan's eyes became softer, and she threw a bottle of medicinal pill to Fen Qianji and said.

"It's too late, hurry up." Fen Qianji took the medicine pill and said in an unquestionable tone.

"Go, do you think you still have a chance to go?" Zhao Lingxian laughed wildly like a night owl, and the bleeding from the seven orifices was even more bizarre and terrifying.