Mu Hanyan certainly won't ask for the help of xinghuan Qianji. In fact, she also knows that if she wants to be a real strong man, she can't always rely on external forces. She has to rely on herself. The moment of life and death is actually the best experience of a swordsman.

"Don't be paranoid. The poison on the old man Zong's sword comes from the netherworld moth. He has lived for 500 years. Let alone defuse it under the swordsman. It's impossible to suppress it." He Songhua of course does not know what is happening to Mu Hanyan, but it seems that he guesses that he is trying to suppress the toxicity and says sarcastically.

Hearing he Songhua's words, mu Hanyan had an idea. He fell to the ground with a soft foot.

"Hand over the dragon blood stone, I can keep your whole body." He Songhua said contemptuously.

"It's so mean. Even if I die, I'll never give it to you." Mu Hanyan with a sword on the ground, "difficult" said. Life is like a play. It's all about acting. Mu Hanyan's acting skill is more and more exquisite!

"He's useless." Qu Shanhai said impatiently. Originally, he thought that the snail was safe with three hands. As a result, he almost got into trouble again. If Zong dingfang wasn't mean and shameless, he might have let the smelly boy escape again. Seeing the poison in Mu Hanyan's body, he still refused to give in. Qu Shanhai became more and more upset.

"Smelly boy, since you ask for trouble, don't blame me for being cruel." He Songhua stepped forward and stabbed at mu Hanyan.

From the sword that mu Hanyan injured Zong dingfang just now, it's not difficult for him to see the strength of Mu Hanyan's Swordsman at the Ninth level. Although his strength is amazing enough for his age, and his strange sword moves are also mysterious, he is still much weaker than his last move in Longyan mountains.

He didn't doubt that mu Hanyan was hiding his strength. He would hide his strength at this critical moment, unless he was stupid. The only explanation is that last time he used some strange methods to improve his strength. This kind of strange method is not uncommon, some valuable pills can do it, just some damage to the body.

In a word, he believed that mu Hanyan's real strength was swordsman level 9. Such strength, coupled with the poison in the body, is not worth mentioning.

He Songhua was afraid that he would kill mu Hanyan carelessly, so this sword was reserved.

However, he did not expect that when the sword was about to hit Mu's cold smoke, a piece of frost and snow like shadow of the sword flew out. The shadow of the invisible frost and snow is awe inspiring. Although it is the Ninth level swordsman, it is not different from the tenth level swordsman. And a strange sword star is hidden between frost and snow.

"No!" In a flash, he Songhua was scared out of his wits.

His strength and adaptability were better than Zong dingfang's. He didn't think about why mu Hanyan could use such a sword. He didn't think about the strength of the Ninth level swordsman, but the power of this sword was not weaker than that of the tenth level swordsman. He just stepped back by instinct.

It's a pity that no matter how fast he is, he can't get faster than the long-standing cold smoke.

The blood light suddenly appeared, the hand holding the sword was broken, thousands of frost and snow were dancing, leaving dozens of blood marks on his body.

He Songhua a scream, the body heavily fell to fly out, take out a Peng demon blood fog.

"No, it can't be!" He Songhua reluctantly looked at mu Hanyan, struggled twice, vomited a mouthful of blood, followed suit of Zong dingfang, and fainted.

"Smelly boy, how dare you cheat me!" At the moment when the frost and snow appeared, Qu Shanhai had a bad feeling. Unfortunately, it was too late to remind he Songhua. Before he Songhua landed, he roared and attacked mu Hanyan with his sword.

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