At this time, Huayue's eyes were as cold as a knife, and there was no expression on his face. He held a sword in his right hand, and slowly took out a short gun in his left hand.

Break the magic spear! Mu Hanyan couldn't be more familiar with this short gun. This was the magic spear left by the temple master-a great artifact of the temple. The master of the temple at the time relied on the magic spear to tear the space seal, and its power was so powerful.

However, there is a seal on the Demon Spear, and it is completely different from the seal of the Saint Continent. At that time, Mu Hanyan could not even break the seal of the Saint Continent's artifact, let alone the seal of the God Continent, so it would be broken. The magic spear was handed over to Huayue as a battle spoil, and no longer bothered.

The reason for this is because he is a descendant of the temple priest, and it is most suitable to have this temple artifact. Second, it is also because his physique is different from that of the cultivators of the Holy Court Continent, even if the exercises are exactly the same. Huayue would be more suitable than Mu Hanyan if he wanted to unravel the seal of the magic spear and exert its true power.

Could it be that Huayue has already unlocked the seal of Demon Spear? Seeing Huayue's cold and confident expression, Mu Hanyan couldn't help but look forward to it now.

But soon, she knew she was wrong.

The sharp point of the spear pierced his chest, blood gurgled out, but did not drip to the ground, but was sucked into the magic spear. In an instant, the body of the sword became blood red, so red as if blood could drip out, and at the same time it made a screaming sound, full of killing.

The voice pierced into his mind, and even Mu Hanyan felt his heart tremble, his blood seemed to boil, and even his energy was a little out of control.

Huayue's face turned pale, and the big beads of sweat dripped down her cheeks, obviously suffering from her great pain.

"Ah..." Huayue looked up to the sky and screamed, her face and hands exposed with blue veins, looking so hideous.

Peng, the clothes on his body were shattered by the strength, revealing the chest of the ****, also the same blue vein knot.

The Demon Breaking Spear also exploded fiercely at this moment, turning into a thick **** red mist, covering the flowers and the moon, and the hideous appearance, as if the legendary Kill Demon came to the world.

"Blood Sacrifice!" It turned out that this was Huayue's way to break the seal. With his strength, he could only sacrifice his own essence and blood to stimulate the hidden power of the Demon Spear.

"Hua Yue!" Mu Hanyan shouted worriedly with tears in her eyes.

Although the art of blood sacrifice is not too advanced, the hidden dangers are very terrifying, ranging from severe damage to vitality, and serious to life worry. If it is a general alchemy artifact, it will be less dangerous. This is an artifact of the temple, how terrible the backlash is!

Huayue turned her head and glanced at Mu Hanyan, her eyes turned blood red, she was not at all sane at all.

Mu Hanyan had an instinct. At this time, Huayue, after performing the bleeding sacrifice technique, did not control the Demon Demon Spear, but was instead controlled by the Demon Demon Spear.

The only thing to be thankful for is that his will is too firm, and his killing intent to the Necromancer Sword Slave is still injected into the magic spear, and he is not hostile to his companions.

"Kill!" Huayue let out a roar, her voice low and hoarse, as if from the ancient times.

His figure, like a spear in a **** battlefield, was straight and straight, stabbing a necromancer sword slave. The long sword in his hand also turned blood red, only the tip of the sword showed a murderous cold light.

At this time, he and the Demon Spear were no longer distinguished from each other. He was the spear, and the spear was him, and the sword had become a part of his body.

The necromancer sword slave felt the threat of death by instinct. With a slight movement of his feet, he wanted to sideways avoid the critical point, and at the same time, he cleverly picked the long sword in his hand and picked it towards him.

Earlier, when Mu Hanyan shot the Necromancer Sword Slave, the opponent used the same trick. Regardless of his step swordsmanship, he was so clever and accurate to the extreme that even Mu Hanyan missed it.

But this time, the necromancer sword slave obviously didn't have that good luck.

Although the tip of his sword is extremely precise and precise over Huayue’s blade, Huayue’s long sword does not move at all. Although his steps are clever enough and flexible enough, Huayue’s sword power is obviously better than His pace is moving much faster.

With a soft "poof", Huayue's sword accurately pierced his heart, and powerful energy injected into his body, bursting out fiercely.

A piece of dead bone was shaken and flew away. This sword kept him to pieces, and even the last trace of his remaining soul was shaken to pieces and completely dissipated.

Even though he no longer felt the pain or the fear he had in his lifetime, at the last moment, the dead sword slave still let out a scream.

Huayue's killing intent hidden deep in her heart was also completely ignited at this moment, and the blood-red light in her eyes seemed to burn.

Without a moment's pause, Huayue took a firm step and walked towards the next Necromancer Sword Slave.

Feeling his hostile and murderous intent like a lone devil star, even Mu Hanyan was secretly palpitating.

Understand, finally understand, the previous life Huayue can become one of the three evil gods of An Yun, stun the Quartet with the name of the magic sword, and make countless people hear it. The real reason lies in this magic spear. .

Without any accident, his sword pierced into the opponent's heart again, directly smashing the opponent to pieces, completely annihilated.

Then, it was the next one.

But for a while, the dead sword slaves in front of Zi Rong and Jiang Yuzhe fell under his sword one by one, turning into a pile of dead bones.

Of the four Necromancer Sword Slaves fighting against each other, only the one in front of Zhang Chihua remained.

Zi Rong and Jiang Yuzhe did not help him, but quickly gathered to Mu Hanyan. That necromancer sword slave, with Zhang Chihua's own strength, was safe, not to mention that there was another Huayue who turned into a killer.

Mu Hanyan was fighting back with all his strength, and the two long swords pierced the two dead sword slaves outside her one by one. Seeing Huayue's great power, Zi Rong and Jiang Yuzhe are both energetic. These two swords, regardless of speed and strength, have exceeded their limits, and they are not more panic than ordinary first-order swordsmen.

Mu Hanyan's pressure lightened, and the long sword in his hand pierced into the heart of a dead sword spirit like lightning.

Accompanied by a scream, this dead sword spirit fell to the ground. Although it was not like the few people who died at the hand of Huayue before, the last trace of the remnant soul disappeared. Even if Zhao Lingxian had the ability to guard against the sky, it would be absolutely impossible. It is impossible to refine them into necromancer slaves.

Opposite, Zhao Lingxian's face was full of horror. Things happened too fast and too suddenly, and she was caught off guard.

A strong sense of ominousness has already risen in her heart.