Chapter 990

Hua Yue and Zi Rong shook their heads at the same time. The other party's sword skills were simply too subtle to compare with them. Mu Hanyan had nothing else to focus on at this time, and could still deal with it reluctantly. If they went up now, it would likely distract Mu Hanyan, which would only be a disservice.

The eyes of several people looked at Ye Lanfeng subconsciously, and he was the only one who could really help.

However, Ye Lanfeng just looked at Mu Hanyan calmly, obviously not intending to take action.

The Fang family wanted to ask, but he was in awe of Ye Lanfeng, and he didn't know how to speak.

"Han Yan's strength has improved too fast recently, and there are not many opportunities to take action. In fact, the actual combat experience has not kept up with her cultivation level. Now it seems that it is not a big problem, but in the future, the higher the cultivation level, the stronger the opponent. If you are stronger, if you lack actual combat experience, you will probably make a big mistake." Ye Lanfeng saw Fang Patriarch's intention and felt relieved for Mu Hanyan, so he explained.

Only then did Patriarch Fang, Hua Yue and the others understand that Ye Lanfeng had been holding back and did not make a move, because he was thinking of Mu Hanyan.

Thinking about it carefully, they also felt that their worries were unnecessary. With Ye Lanfeng and Mu Hanyan's friendship, how could it be impossible to save him? He didn't make a move, just because it wasn't time yet.

In fact, this is the true friend, blindly accommodating, blindly pampering, of course Mu Hanyan will not be in any danger now, but one day it will hurt him. Only by helping him become stronger is really good for him.

Knowing Ye Lanfeng's good intentions, Hua Yue and others secretly felt fortunate for Mu Hanyan to have such a friend, but when they thought of the word "love", they felt a little strange.

Alas, it's a pity... Forget it, I still don't think about it, thinking too much will only increase the trouble.

The middle-aged man's sword was getting faster and faster, making Huayue and others dazzled, and even hard to catch their sight. Although they knew that Ye Lanfeng couldn't fail to strike at a critical juncture, the hearts of several people still mentioned their throats. .

"Mu Hanyan, do you really think you can get me? I'll give you one last chance. Now get out of the way, and I'll let you live." The middle-aged man shouted arrogantly.

Although Mu Hanyan was forced to be clumsy by his exquisite sword skills, he did not give him a chance to escape. As long as he had the slightest idea of ​​wanting to leave, he immediately launched a counterattack.

Therefore, he seemed to be in the best position, but in fact, he was entangled by Mu Hanyan and couldn't get out, and was extremely annoyed.

Mu Hanyan had no interest in talking nonsense with him, and while he was talking, he suddenly jumped up and stabbed out with a sword.

Although the middle-aged man's body technique also became swift and agile, he was slightly distracted, but Mu Hanyan's long sword slashed his thigh, leaving a bloodstain.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!" The middle-aged man shouted angrily, gave up the idea of ​​running away, and attacked Mu Hanyan almost frantically.

The sword stance in his hand also changed quietly, more subtle than before, and more awe-inspiring to kill.

It seemed that he had some scruples about Mu Hanyan before, and he didn't want to kill him. Only then did he really go all out.

I saw a green sword light passing by, Mu Hanyan's movement was a little slow, and a strand of hair fluttered in the wind under the sword edge. In other words, Mu Hanyan's six senses were strong, and he bowed his head slightly at the critical moment, otherwise it would not be as simple as a strand of hair being cut off.

The faces of Hua Yue and the others turned pale. They knew that Ye Lanfeng would not let Mu Hanyan have an accident, but they couldn't help but look at him.

Ye Lanfeng's eyes became serious, and his hand slowly pressed on the hilt of the sword, ready to shoot at any time.

With a light sound of "chi", the long sword in the middle-aged man's hand made a harsh scream, and suddenly a sword glow appeared.

The surrounding air distorted under the azure sword glow, rippling a blue water pattern, like the legendary ghost river, with the river of death pouring out towards Mu Hanyan.

The hearts of Huayue and the others were instantly raised in their throats, and Patriarch Fang couldn't help but exclaimed: "Lord, be careful!"

Ye Lanfeng moved, and finally shot.

However, just as Ye Lanfeng set off, a humming sword sound resounded through the earth, like the sound of a fairy, like a phoenix melody for nine days.

Everyone raised their heads and saw thousands of miles in the sky, colorful clouds all over the sky, a sword shadow of a blue light running through the sky and the earth, surrounded by auspicious clouds accompanied by auspiciousness.

Immediately afterwards, a long sword with a gleaming cold light swept out from the sword shadow and flew straight towards Mu Hanyan.

"Hanxiao Sword, it's Hanxiao Sword!"

"Finally tempered successfully, and finally promoted to divine weapon." At this moment, even Hua Yue and others were so excited that tears filled their eyes.

In just an instant, the Hanxiao Sword flew into Mu Hanyan's hands, emitting a joyous sword cry.

Mu Hanyan's energy poured into his sword like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, without the slightest block, without the slightest pause.

A piece of ice crystals quietly floated down, thousands of snowflakes flew all around, and the sword was covered with a layer of ice. Wherever the sword light passed, even the surrounding air was almost frozen.

The sword light danced lightly, and the green sword light shackled outside Mu Hanyan's body shattered like glass.

Mu Hanyan held the Han Xiao sword, a long-lost light smile appeared on his face.

This is what she wants, this is the real world-defying magic weapon!

She swung out a sword gently, her movements seemed so casual, her sword stance seemed so simple. But it gives people a sense of beauty that is unclear, and there seems to be endless mysteries in that sword.

This is the real spirit of the sword.

At this moment, Mu Hanyan's whole mind has been integrated with the spirit of the sword. The sword seems to have become a part of her body. She can move the sword as she wants, so why does she need any exquisite sword skills—— At least, it is not necessary to deal with such an opponent in front of him.

Seeing Mu Hanyan's extremely simple, extremely casual, return to the original, yet so wonderful, the middle-aged man suddenly changed his color. He only felt that this sword was full of flaws. A flaw has countless changes and countless murderous intentions.

His wrists trembled, and the original incomparable sword skills could not be displayed.

Blood flashed, followed by a pain in his wrist, and the middle-aged man's sword had fallen to the ground.

The middle-aged man clutched his injured wrist, the azure energy outside his body gradually dissipated, and his face was haggard, as if he had been drained of energy.

With just one strike, he was defeated.

Mu Hanyan, Mu Hanyan...

A deep regret flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, the lord was right as expected, he must not provoke Mu Hanyan if it was not necessary. It's a pity that he didn't listen to the adults, no, he listened to the adults. As soon as he heard Mu Hanyan's name, he turned around and ran away, but he didn't run away!

(Mu Hanyan: During the day, my mother was sick, and she was dizzy with a cold. Can you comfort her with a monthly pass?

Ye Lanfeng: Why do I feel like a stepmother?

Mu Hanyan: Huh?

Ye Lanfeng: Because I think my love road is long and bumpy. It is estimated that there will still be rivals in love, and there may be many? Not what is the stepmother? )