Sure enough, the arrow is indeed a power similar to kendo. If she has the strength of her heyday, she can still compete with it or surpass it. But now, with two swords and eight wild gods, all her spiritual power and strength have been consumed, but her real power is still suppressed.

Even if the other side's arrow was strongly blocked by the eight waste God meteorite, and her power was greatly reduced, she could not resist it at this time.

Relying on pure strength, she retreated at the same speed, but the speed of the arrow was faster and faster. After a few ups and downs, the sharp and cold long arrow came to us.

Mu Hanyan didn't even have the chance to hide. He could only use his last strength to cut it out again.

In the sharp and crisp sound, the blade of the sword cut on the tip of the arrow and burst out a spark.

Mu Hanyan felt that Juli came along with the sword and spread all over his body in an instant. Every bone of his body was almost cracked by the force. Although we have tried our best, how can we stop this arrow if we only rely on strength, without vigor and spirit?

"Chi", just as mu Hanyan's arm trembled slightly, the black arrow had penetrated her shoulder.

Mu Hanyan is involuntarily taken off by the powerful force, sprinkling blood.

"Bang" bathed in the cold smoke and fell to the ground heavily. The left arm of the arrow was hanging on the side of the body, and the pain made him lose consciousness. The right hand holding the sword was also cracked, bloody and shaking.

At the bottom of the temple, everyone stopped and cheered. They were shocked and saddened to see mu Hanyan who was seriously injured.

"Your name is mu Hanyan, isn't it? With your strength, you are entitled to know my name. My name is magic nine The black robed man straightened up and showed a solemn look on his ferocious face.

Magic nine, Mo seventeen? From his name, what does mu Hanyan associate with. But now, it's meaningless to think of these. She knows that the other party's name at this time is just respect for her. Maybe in his opinion, it's also his respect for himself. The next moment, it's time for him to kill.

Just as mu Hanyan thought, magic nine once again opened the long bow, black arrows, also flashing frightening light.

From the black blood gushing from the corner of his mouth and the shaking arm, his injury should be more serious than that of Mu Hanyan, but the black breath outside his body kept spinning, and the forces that didn't belong to him also poured into his body.

However, even so, with his current situation, it is impossible for him to show his previous power. However, the problem is that mu Hanyan has no spiritual strength and even the last trace of strength. It is not difficult for an ordinary person to kill her, and how can he retreat from this arrow.

Seeing the quivering arrow feather on mu Hanyan's shoulder and her pale lips, an Xiaxin tried to bite the tip of her tongue and wanted to stand up, but she had been exhausted for a whole day, but she didn't even have the strength to move her fingers.

Beside, ye Yian's haggard eyes also exuded two lines of turbid tears.

"My Lord!" Mu Tu's tall figure blocked mu Hanyan's body.

Then there are Wen Gaoren, Sikong Qinglan, Shen Yuhe and Gu Qingyang.

As soon as they left the transmission point, several people ran to Huayu city. Mu Hanyan was better than them, so they came one step ahead of them. When they saw mu Hanyan injured by a long arrow from a distance, they were heartbroken.

They know that they can't even stop the cold smoke, and they have no strength to fight. The only thing they can do is to block the arrow for her with their flesh and blood.

Ling Baobao also holds Baxia Dragon Armor in front of Mu Hanyan's body. Although Baxia Dragon Armor can be immune to divine magic, what the other arrow contains is not divine magic, but the cultivation to Tao from the sublimation of rule perception. This is not what Baxia Dragon Armor can resolve at all, but he has no hesitation.

Not far away, all the Mu people who saw this scene were filled with tears and blood.

"My Lord!" With a loud roar, Mu Chenglin leads a group of Mu's people to rush forward and block mu Hanyan's body.

"Swear by blood, from now on, we will defend the honor of adults with our blood and our lives. No matter who wants to hurt adults, unless they step on our corpses!" Neat vows sounded behind, Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming led a group of temple guards, also blocked in front of Mu Hanyan.

A temple priest also looked solemn and unswervingly came to their side. Next, it was the first people to move into Huayu city. Although many of them have not made such vows, Huayu city has given them the last place to live. Mu Hanyan is their patron saint. Only mu Hanyan is alive can it bring them peace and hope.

In order to protect the Lord, in order to protect this ancient temple, they do not hesitate to pay their lives!

"Kill With Mutu's cry, all the children of Mutu, the priests and guards of the temple, together with the common people, rushed to the magic nine.

"Kill Immediately after that, other people also swarmed out from the temple, almost frantically toward the enchanted nine. They used to be the most humble refugees in the land of God. Perhaps, in the face of the strong, they have chosen to bend their knees for generations, but don't forget that they can survive in the cruel land of God until now. In fact, there are unyielding blood in their bodies.At this moment, their blood was completely ignited.

In the face of tens of thousands of people risking their lives in the charge, I feel their belief in fighting to the death. The bandits who have been through many battles are at a loss and don't know how to deal with it.

"The humble mole ant has the courage to fight so hard." Magic nine some appreciation of looked at the oncoming crowd one eye, immediately, and contemptuous self language, "however, the mantis arm in the way of the car, after all, but kill yourself."

"Kill them all!" Magic nine said coldly.

Nearby, the leader of the bandit blew a huge horn.

In the sound of the blaring horn, the wandering bandits, who were at a loss, woke up from a dream. They clapped their horses and waved their swords and killed the priests, guards and the people. The cry of killing resounded through the earth.

And magic nine fingers on the tight bow string, also fiercely loosen.

The black arrows seem to tear open the sky and the earth, and the piercing piercing air screams cover up the sky shaking cry.

The cold and heartless sense of cutting shrouded the four fields, the cold wind blowing, issued a whistling wind, so desolate, so solemn and stirring.

Mu Hanyan pressed his heart tightly, and his sight became blurred. It's as if I saw countless people dying under each other's butcher's knife. It's as if I saw those loyal priests, guards, and Mu's people's blood flowing into a river under the Magic Arrow, and even directly transformed into nothingness by the powerful arrow.

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