Mu Hanyan was still thinking that she knew it would be better to attack with a sword from behind, and when she saw Wei Wenshan's true strength, she knew that even if she attacked from behind, she had no chance to succeed.

After all, she had just been promoted to the sixth rank of swordsman within a few days, and as far as she knew, the masters of the holy court usually had the ability to overcome the enemy by higher ranks, and their real combat power was far better than those of the same rank.

And Wei Wenshan's caution and insidiousness really opened Mu Hanyan's eyes. With the strength of his eighth sword master, even in a head-on confrontation, Fen Qianjing at this time could hardly be his opponent, but he had to secretly poison and was unwilling to take any risks.

"I didn't want to expose my true strength so early, but you are also a descendant of one of the eight great families of An Yun, and the first person in this year's Longyan Newborn Competition. Take it as respect for you." Wei Wenshan jokes Said, and pretended to salute, with a cat-and-mouse-like smile on his face.

"The one you are going to kill is me, let her go!" Fen Qianji trembling all over, gritted his teeth.

"Do you think you have the bargaining capital?" Wei Wenshan sneered again and again, and a sword pierced Mu Hanyan's heart.

This sword is so fierce, it doesn't mean to show mercy.

Mu Hanyan cut out with all his strength, the two swords intersected, and a surging force surged. Mu Hanyan took Fen Qianji back again and again, and his chest was turned upside down, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Sure enough, as she expected, Wei Wenshan's true combat power was much higher than his cultivation level, and the power of this sword definitely reached the ninth rank of swordsman.

Without waiting for Mu Hanyan to stop, Wei Wenshan slashed with one sword after another. The sword never left the key. The strength in that sword was undulating, like a boiling ocean wave after wave, and wave after wave. After a wave.

Mu Hanyan could barely deal with it at first, but afterwards, the pressure became more and more intense, and she felt as if she was trapped in a vast ocean, surrounded by turbulent waves, let alone resisted, she couldn't even escape.

"Mu Hanyan, die for me!" Wei Wenshan suddenly yelled, his sword stabbed in his chest.

This sword, the thunderbolt, this sword, broke through nine days!

The breath of death instantly enveloped Mu Hanyan. Not to mention that Mu Hanyan is just a sixth-order sword master, even a master in the realm of the great sword master, facing the might of this sword, I am afraid that he can only retreat. With Mu Hanyan's strength, she couldn't even retreat.

"Mogaluo... Yeh sizzle..." Seeing that the terrifying sword light was getting closer and closer to Mu Hanyan, a string of strange syllables suddenly appeared in Fen Qianji's mouth.

God language, forbidden!

The sword in Wei Wenshan's hand was slightly stagnant. At this moment, a black shadow flashed in front of Mu Hanyan's eyes, and Fen Qianjing was already blocking her.

With a soft "chi", Wei Wenshan's long sword pierced Fen Qianji's chest, and blood spurted out. As soon as the bright red blood left the body, it instantly turned into a black flame.

The flame seemed to come from the abyss of hell, tightly wrapping Wei Wenshan's long sword. After a few hard strokes, he couldn't pull the long sword out of Fen Qianji's hands, and his face changed drastically.

Wei Wenshan deserves to be cautious. Whenever he sees something wrong, he will immediately let go, but unfortunately, he is a step late.

Mu Hanyan and Fen Qianji in the previous life had cooperated many times, and they had been in a tacit understanding for a long time. How could they miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and the Han Xiao sword pierced like lightning.

Wei Wenshan's whole body was shaken, like a petrified person, standing still. After a long time, he lowered his head and looked at the sword's edge that passed through his chest and pierced his heart accurately.

"An evil heresy, it really is an evil heresy." Wei Wenshan muttered with endless confusion and unwillingness, and then there was no sound.

The dignified sword master of the eighth rank of the Saint Court master, just fell like a meteor.

The black flame rushed towards his face, instantly submerging Wei Wenshan, turning him into nothingness, leaving no trace in the world.

The flame disappeared, Fen Qianjing fell on his back, and the breath of life began to fade away quickly.

"Qianji!" Mu Hanyan rushed up, holding Fen Qianji into his arms.

The scenes from the previous life clearly came back to my eyes, and gradually merged with the scenes in front of my eyes, and a drop of clear tears also dripped down his cheeks.

No, you can't die, you can't let him die! Mu Hanyan wiped away the tears fiercely, and took out a lot of pills, whether it was healing or replenishing Qi and Yuan, as long as it was not a poison, he stuffed his brain into his mouth, then ran the exercises, and input energy Qi, use the fastest speed to help him absorb Dan power.

At the same time, Mu Hanyan hadn't forgotten to use the medical techniques that he had only learned in a few days to help him seal several important meridian points. After all, alchemy originates from medical practice. Although Danxintang mainly focuses on alchemy, medical skills are useless on the surface, but they still have to be learned.

I don't know if it was the pill that worked, or Mu Hanyan's medical techniques worked, or that Fen Qianjie's vitality was strong enough, and his breath gradually stabilized, but he was still in a coma and didn't wake up.

Mu Hanyan let out a long sigh of relief, only then could he have time to check his injuries.

At first glance, Mu Hanyan took a deep breath. Wei Wenshan's last sword was less than half of his heart pulse. As long as his wrist trembled, it would destroy his heart pulse. In that case, even if Mu Hanyan's power is against the sky, even if Fen Qianjie's vitality is comparable to a strange beast, he will definitely die.

He quickly bandaged the wound for Fen Qianjie, and Mu Hanyan wiped the sweat from his forehead and fell to the ground.

Although none of these injuries on Fen Qianji's body were fatal enough, if the poison of the Ten Thousand Ant Heart-Biting Pill could not be resolved, he would still be unable to escape death.

But this ten thousand ants heart-biting pill is the forbidden pill that all countries in the mainland have heard of, how can it be so easy to resolve? It would not be called a forbidden pill if it were to be resolved so well.

Mu Hanyan thought of the three mentors Zhu Tianping and Chu Chang, and then shook his head again. Judging from the understanding these days, although several people have extraordinary accomplishments in the way of pill method, they still want to resolve this strange poison. Can't make it.

Perhaps, the only way to go is to find the master. After all, Master is one of the three great masters in the academy, and his network vision is not comparable to ordinary people. Maybe he can think of a way, or find a worldly expert who can cure this poison.

Seeing that Fen Qianjie's situation had completely stabilized, Mu Hanyan made a decisive decision and prepared to take him to see Gong Hongru.

Just as he stretched out his hand, he was caught by Fen Qianji, and Mu Hanyan was slightly startled.

"No! Don't die! Who are you, why should I kill you? I don't want to, I know what I don't want, but why, why should I kill you, who are you, tell me, who are you..." Fen Qianjie Holding Mu Hanyan's hand firmly and closing his eyes tightly, tears continued to flow out, and his face was full of pain.

Mu Hanyan's whole body was shaken, Fen Qianjie was obviously having a nightmare, but the scene in the dream happened in another time and space, several years later.

Because of her rebirth, she remembered the events of her previous life, and although Fen Qianjing was not reborn, she also saw what happened in that time and space many years later from this dream.

Seeing Fen Qianji's painful expression, Mu Hanyan's heart also hurt. It turned out that Fen Qianjing didn't want her to die. It turned out that he was in the same pain.

Although Mu Hanyan still didn't know what was hidden in all that, and what was the reason in the end, Fen Qianjie stabbed the sword, but knowing his true heart still made Mu Hanyan pressed into his heart. At last the trace of hatred disappeared.

"Qianji!" Mu Hanyan gently stroked Fen Qianji's cheek and wiped away the painful tears on his face.

"Don't..." Fen Qianji let out a sorrowful cry, and suddenly opened his eyes.