Although Mu Hanyan did not want to show his clues, Mu Hanyan deliberately suppressed his strength, but the powerful combat power brought about by the combination of sword skills and divine arts is only equivalent to the iron thorn porcupines and magic eyes wind wolves of the junior **** heart priests. Those who resisted, after a short while, more than a dozen strange beasts fell in front of them.

Although he didn't use his best, but based on the strange beast's natural intuition about danger, he still sensed Mu Hanyan's horror. They turned around and attacked others, never daring to provoke her again. With Mu Hanyan as the center, it was also A weird void appeared.

"Oops, I still killed a bit too much." Mu Hanyan raised the Han Xiao sword again, but found that there was no shadow of a strange beast within three feet of him, and could not help but smile secretly.

At first, I was worried that the alien beasts in Heimu Prison had magical powers, so Mu Hanyan didn't dare to be too conceited, and even less merciless when he shot. However, after killing a few, he discovered that these alien beasts were slightly stronger than their overall strength. In fact, it is no different from its counterparts in the Saint Continent and the Continent of Gods.

Looking around, fortunately, everyone else was in a mess, and the dense formation was disrupted, but no one noticed her strangeness.

"Ah!" At this moment, a muffled hum came from Zhao Xinghong's voice.

As soon as Mu Hanyan turned his head, she saw Zhao Xinghu hit by a boulder and flew out heavily. Beside, the few earth priests also vomited blood and backed away.

A demon-eyed wind wolf with a height of more than ten feet follows like a shadow, and rushes towards Zhao Xinghong. Before reaching him, thousands of condensed wind blades have been emitted from their mouths, swirling and intertwined, like a sharp blade storm. Thunder can't cover his ears and heads towards Zhao Xinghu, looking at that power, it is no less than the full blow of the seventh-order divine heart priest.

Zhao Xinhu's mouth spurted blood, and his face was pale with fright. He wanted to avoid it, but the blow just now made him seriously injured, and his whole body couldn't lift any strength.

"Second Uncle..." Seeing that Zhao Xinghu's strength was severely injured and he had no power to evade, Zhao Zhiyuan cried out sadly.

He knew that Zhao Xinghu was dead!

Where did this wind wolf emerge? Why didn't I see it just now? Mu Hanyan had no time to think about this problem, and after gritted his teeth, he violently raised his long sword.

She didn't want to save Zhao Xinghu. In fact, she wished that this brazen old ruffian would die under the attack of the magic eye wind wolf, but there was no way, this old guy couldn't fly where it was so hard to die. , But flew in her direction.

The blade storm came so fast, she was caught off guard, and even she was not sure to hide it, she couldn't do nothing, just stick to it, even if she had recovered her kendo cultivation to the level of a Tier 6 swordsman, she It is impossible to carry this sharp blade storm with a body of flesh and blood. This is the magical talent of the magic eye wind wolf equivalent to the seventh-order divine heart priest, she doesn't want to be buried with Zhao Xinghong!

"Sister Mu!" Seeing Mu Hanyan had to draw out the long sword, she was about to confront the Demon Eye Wind Wolf head-on, Su Baoer couldn't help but exclaimed.

Yes, Mu Hanyan’s strength is very strong, even the Dragon Rhinoceros is not her opponent, and even the magic dragon was repelled by her, but don’t forget, this is the Black Wood Prison, the cultivation of all priests She would be greatly suppressed, and she herself couldn't even display the strength of a Tier 1 Divine Heart Priest. How could Mu Hanyan compete head-on with this Demon Eye Wind Wolf that was comparable to a Tier 7 Divine Heart Priest.

"Master priest!" Gao Weihu also changed his expression dramatically.

He had guessed the secret of Mu Hanyan long ago, knowing that besides the priest's cultivation, she should have a good swordsmanship, but he hasn't practiced swordsmanship, let alone understand the magic of the black wood prison law. Because of this, I only know that no matter how powerful a Saint-Tower master is, his cultivation will be greatly reduced when he arrives in the Continent of Gods, so he is naturally worried about Mu Hanyan.

Seeing Zhao Xinghu flying towards Mu Hanyan so desperately, the two of them almost had the heart to kill him. But unfortunately, even killing Zhao Xinghu at this time will not help.

The two of them almost instinctively unfolded the long sword giant hammer, and attacked the demon eye wind wolf. However, how could their cultivation base at this time be able to deal with a powerful alien beast comparable to a seventh-order divine heart priest, and the two divine arts fell on Demon Eye Wind Wolf at the same time, but the latter's imposing body He didn't even sway, as he sent out wind blades and waved his claws, he pounced on Zhao Xinghu fiercely. Of course, Mu Hanyan was still within the attack range of the blade storm.

"Hit" Demon Eye Wind Wolf swept across the air like sharp claws made of fine iron, several sharp wind blades swept across, tearing the sacrificial robe behind Zhao Xinghu, and several blood mist sprayed out.

Demon Eye Wind Wolf licked the blood on his paws, the blood in his eyes bloomed, and his brutal and vicious air became a little more vigorous.

Beasts are beasts. Even if their wits are expanded, their wisdom is no less than that of humans, and even if they have awakened the spiritual talent in the bloodline, their bloodthirsty nature will still not change.

Zhao Xinghu let out a muffled grin and grinned with pain, but his body couldn't help speeding up towards Mu Hanyan.

God proved that he really didn't want to drag Mu Hanyan to his funeral, but he couldn't help it, but his luck was pretty good, he didn't fly wherever he could, and he just flew towards Mu Hanyan. The entourage of the law enforcement priests was also seriously injured, and it was temporarily difficult to take action. The only one who could save him was Mu Hanyan.

"Help, Master Mu, help." Hearing the screaming sound of the sharp blade storm approaching behind him, and the smell of blood on the body of the magic eye wind wolf, Zhao Xinghu paled with fright, and cried to Mu Han. Yan shouted, it was exactly the same as Zhao Yuanzhi before.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Zhiyuan, Ou Mingzhi and others were ashamed of death, and Fei Changle and others were even more ashamed.

Speaking of it, they have not suffered a lot from fighting with alien beasts up to now. Although they have suffered a lot of injuries, only a few hapless ones have been killed. It is the iron thorn porcupine and the magic eye wind wolf that are dead less.

However, they also knew that the reason for such a result had nothing to do with them. If Zhao Xinghu and the law enforcement priests who practiced the laws of the earth were not present, they would have been wiped out long ago. (Of course they didn't realize that it was not Zhao Xinghu's law enforcement priests who killed the most alien beasts, but Mu Hanyan.)

Now several law enforcement priests are seriously injured. If Zhao Xinghu dies again and the dragons are headless, what will they do to deal with the remaining iron porcupines and magic eyes wind wolves? They had long noticed that although the earth magic of the law enforcement priests was powerful, they lacked some dexterity changes. Without Zhao Xinghu's frozen magic, they would not be able to exert much power.

They hope that Mu Hanyan can save Zhao Xinghu, but that magic eye wind wolf is a powerful existence comparable to a seventh-order **** heart priest, even if Mu Hanyan is stronger than Zhao Xinghu, how much stronger it can be, how is it possible? Can you beat such a powerful monster?

It's over, it's over. The faces of Zhao Zhiyuan and others were filled with despair.

God TM is over, is it too lucky? Mu Hanyan grinds his teeth.