What a weird talent and supernatural power! Mu Hanyan had never heard of any practice in this world that could convert damage into his own strength. This was obviously because of his innate supernatural powers.

Of course, it doesn't matter what exactly is the reason. What's important is that Mu Hanyan once again understands a truth. It is really a terrible thing to cause a mental illness.

"Mu Hanyan, I'm going to kill you, Lingxian, look carefully, I'll take revenge for you!" Zhao Sining's blood was flowing like a shot, and he was getting closer and closer to Ao Fangchen, suddenly facing up again. Called.

"Puff!" Mu Hanyan almost didn't spit out a mouthful, and she didn't remember until then that it was not only Ao Fangchen who was thinking of Shenjing illness, but also herself.

It was not only Mu Hanyan who was surprised. Hearing Zhao Sining's hateful roar, Ao Fangchen was also slightly startled, and his palm was slightly weakened.

Although this change was extremely subtle, Mu Hanyan's six senses were so keen, how could he miss this rare opportunity.

Without any hesitation, Mu Hanyan slashed out again.

Under the suppression of Ao Fangchen's strength, no matter how strong their defense is, they will eventually be breached. Only by attacking can they have a glimmer of life, and at this time, it is the best opportunity!

Although Yue Fanchen did not have the keen six senses of Mu Hanyan, his reaction was not slow at all. As soon as he saw Mu Hanyan act, he immediately crushed his injuries, clutching his long sword and then attacking Ao Fangchen!

"Mu Hanyan, die to me!" Zhao Sining also slashed towards Ao Fangchen.

This sword is so hateful, and this sword is so unrepentant!

Even though Mu Hanyan was concentrating on responding to the enemy, she almost staggered and fell to the ground when she heard this. She really didn't understand. The white hair and pleats on Ao Fangchen's end were not similar to her own. The important thing is that he is clearly by Zhao Sining's side, how does he regard Ao Fangchen as himself.

But Mu Hanyan didn't have the time to think so much. The last sword was a life-and-death sword. There was no room for distraction, so the funny thoughts just flashed through her mind like lightning. Right away, she would Melt all minds into that sword.

The three sword lights gathered together again, and the strange lights flashed alternately, and the completely different sword intents were perfectly integrated, like the cycle of life and death.

"Looking for death!" Ao Fangchen didn't expect it to be his own stunned kung fu. The other party found a chance to counterattack again. Seeing those sword lights attacking his eyes like lightning, he was shocked and shouted loudly.

Shame, it’s really embarrassing. As one of the elders of the Holy Court’s most transcendent position, he has used 90% of his combat power, and he can’t control a few younger generations who have not even reached the Sword Master, and even Give the opponent a chance to fight back.

Shame and anger, Ao Fangchen finally used ten percent of his combat power.

Mu Hanyan's three people tried their best with a sword, and only half a foot from Ao Fangchen's chest was left. At this moment, the two huge palms snapped a shot.

An inexhaustible force is rushing toward the face like a volcanic eruption. The sword beams cut out by the three of them are like being held tightly by an invisible big hand, and they can't move forward anymore. The power contained in it is also It melted as fast as ice under the scorching sun.

After all, it's still a miss! Mu Hanyan sighed secretly.

Even though Mu Hanyan himself had unexpectedly exploded Jianwei under the joint efforts of the three of them, the gap was the gap.