Chapter 1007

If they are a little stronger, they will have a chance to fight with beauty. But the only thing they rely on is their sword skills. Their sword skills are totally different from their own accomplishments. How can they survive in the face of such a nemesis as beauty?

Looking at the pair of evil pupils whose appearance had not completely returned to normal, even several old men in black robes were frightened.

With his command, more than a dozen swordsmen in black went to kill her.

The exquisite Sword form forms a dense sword net and traps the beauty in it.

Mu Hanyan and Hua Yue are worried. Although they have a pair of demon pupils who can see through each other's sword skills, their strength is still too poor. They may not be able to give full play to the advantage of the demon pupil. In the face of the joint siege of more than ten black swordsmen of Gui Yu's family, they can't be as relaxed as they were just now.

It's a pity that although the other party has divided more than ten people to deal with the beauty, others still keep mu Hanyan and others in check. Even if they want to help, they are beyond their reach.

Hua Yue's hand, once again holding the broken magic gun, made up her mind, once the appearance was in danger, she would not hesitate to use the blood sacrifice technique, once again borrow the hidden power of the broken magic gun.

They obviously underestimated the pretty eyes.

At the same time, a swordsman in black fell to the ground and died. To death, he still tightly covered the wound in his heart, but he couldn't stop the blood mist and the disappearing vitality.

The other blood fog came from Zirong. Although she killed the front nine level swordsman with one sword, a bone scar was left on Zirong's shoulder.

Trapped in a tight encirclement, even with a demon pupil, he can no longer be as relaxed as before.

However, his face, or to maintain the previous smile, with a firm pace, step by step toward the cold smoke.

A stream of blood spray from his body, but his sword, also incredible from all angles, so ordinary, but it is unstoppable.

If you have to describe his swordsmanship, there are only two words: accurate!

No matter how common his sword technique seems, and no matter how slow the speed seems, every sword can accurately find the opponent's most fatal weakness.

Only when the sword easily penetrates into the opponent's heart without hindrance will others realize that his sword technique can be faster. The reason why he deliberately slows down is to catch the only flaw that appears at that moment and give the opponent a fatal blow.

A swordsman in black fell at his feet. To his death, his face was still full of unwilling words: why, why, his sword technique is not subtle at all, and it's as slow as dancing, but people can't avoid it?

It's a long story. In fact, it's just a moment. Although the beautiful sword is not fast, but the efficiency is very high. Every time a sword is stabbed, a swordsman in black falls helplessly at his feet and loses his vitality forever.

Finally, after killing the last swordsman in black who tried to kill him, she came to Mu Hanyan. Jiang Yuzhe and Hua yuechong grin. The feeling of a smooth meeting at the end of each step makes their hearts surging and stable. The beauty flushed two people to return a smile, then looked at to bathe the cold smoke.

"Young master, leave it to me." She said calmly.

At this time of appearance, has been black and blue, even if each wound is not fatal, but the bloodstain, or see heart startled.

However, his smile is still so calm, still with a sense of cynicism. It's a lot of peace of mind.

That black and white pupil, also become more monstrous.

Mu Hanyan nodded, jumped up and swept towards the ancestral hall. The Hanxiao sword in his hand also gave out a lot of brilliance, just like the legendary ancient magic sword.

As soon as the swordsmen in black were about to stop them, they saw the long sword stabbing. Only half of their sword was delivered, they fell to the ground and died.

"Stop him!" Several old men in black robes changed their looks, and they were about to stop mu Hanyan.

Of course, they would not be allowed to succeed in the night. Taking advantage of the opportunity of their chaos, an old man in black robe was killed by his sword when the sword unfolded.

Although the other two black robed elders were so angry that their eyes were about to crack, they did not dare to act rashly any more. They could only resist the attack of the night and watch mu Hanyan cut to the ancestral hall with one sword.

"Ha!" With a crack, the ancestral hall, which was old and crumbling, was broken by mu Hanyan's sword and collapsed on both sides.

Under the powerful power of the sword, even the ground paved with green bricks was lifted, revealing a long stone ladder.

His eyes moved down the stone ladder to the bottom of the ancestral hall, and a dark brown altar appeared in the sight.

A man was lying on the altar, surrounded by various sacrificial utensils, which were obviously made by Alchemy. The man was in his twenties. He was dressed in a gorgeous robe and seemed to fall into a deep sleep. His face was gray, like a dead man, but he had a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth."Where is Hanfeng?" Mu Hanyan's eyes quickly moved away from the man and looked around.

With a quick glance, mu Hanyan didn't see mu Hanyan's figure. Is there something wrong with Hanxiao sword, mistaking some sacrificial utensil on the altar for Chixiao sword. After all, no matter how psychic the divine sword is, it's still a sword, not a person. It's only the breath, not the eyes, that senses things. It's not surprising that such mistakes occur.

No matter how to say, did not see the younger brother, mu Hanyan or long relief, has been hanging heart also fell back to reality.

But soon, mu Hanyan's heart tightened again.

Around the altar, there is a long row of prisons, which are full of white bones. If you are not wrong, they are all the remains of girls. In the edge of the prison, mu Hanyan also saw several girls who had just died. From the dead face, he could even see the fear and despair of the last moment of life.

Boundless anger burns fiercely in Mu Hanyan's heart.

Although she didn't know what evil method Guiyu used to improve her sword skills, she could imagine that it must be at the cost of these girls' lives.

No wonder Guiyu didn't need to take pills or sacrifice Shouyuan. He didn't even have to worry about leaving any hidden dangers. He could greatly enhance his fighting power and perform his exquisite sword skills far beyond their own cultivation. It turned out that there was no cost, but the life of these girls was the price.

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