"I'm afraid it's not enough. Although your mind is powerful, your cultivation is not enough, unless you can reach the state of nourishing qi and condensing spirit. It's harmful and useless to cultivate this divine skill." He shook his head and said.

After a few words, his figure became more and more illusory and hazy. Obviously, with his cultivation, the exertion of this divine skill was extremely laborious and could not last for a long time.

"Han Yan, the loss of this teleportation is too great. I can't tell you more. Remember, in the land of God, you can't use it easily unless your priest's divine skill reaches the highest level of Kendo cultivation comparable to that of a great swordsman. " Finish saying this words, the figure of the night end completely disappears in the mind of bathe cold smoke.

"Take care. I'll wait for you." Mu Hanyan said affectionately in his heart.

In her heart, all the anger, the desire to destroy and the idea of killing disappeared, and a soft smile appeared on her face again.

"Hanyan, you're OK!" See the facial expression change on her face, Ling Baobao surprise of say.

Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe, Wen Gaoren and others also rush to see mu Hanyan's eyes recover Qingming. They are all full of joy.

"Ling Baobao, thank you." Mu Hanyan looked at Ling Baobao and said solemnly.

With the restoration of Tomb Sweeping Day in Lingtai, what happened before also reappeared.

In the end, ye Langji sensed that she was in a critical situation and awakened her consciousness by the way of divine communication, but what Ling Baobao had done for her also moved her.

She also knows how dangerous the situation was for Ling Baobao at that time. If her sword was cut off, even if Ling Baobao had a dragon armor to protect her body, she would probably have lost her life.

Fortunately, although he didn't wake himself up, his persistence still touched his deep attachment to family and friendship, which made the sword stagnate for a moment. That is to say, by that moment, he woke himself up in time.

Mu Hanyan has a feeling that if it wasn't for Ling Baobao's touch, she might not be able to wake up so soon. If it wasn't for Ling Baobao's call to gamble on her life, she would have made an irreparable mistake.

"It's OK, you're OK." Ling Baobao smiles and says with relief.

Taking advantage of Mu Hanyan's efforts to stop temporarily, the bandits who were lucky to save their lives fled to the city in a swarm.

"My lord..." Looking at the bandits who fled desperately, Shen Yuhe stopped talking.

When she saw that Huayu City, which had managed to recover its prosperous atmosphere, was destroyed in a sea of fire, she certainly hated the bandits and wanted to tear them to pieces. But the appearance of Mu Hanyan's killing just now made her afraid that mu Hanyan would lose her sense.

"Let them go." Mu Hanyan sighed and said.

Although the bandits were allowed to leave, Sikong Qinglan and Shen Yuhe were a little reluctant, but mu Hanyan said so, and no one said anything more. Compared with mu Hanyan, the life and death of the bandits are obviously irrelevant. Mu Hanyan is just like death coming. It really scares them. As long as mu Hanyan doesn't have any accident, it doesn't matter if all the bandits are let go.

With this in mind, Shen Yuhe waves his hand to stop others from pursuing him.

Just stopped the pursuit of the public, see mu Hanyan body in a flash, almost fell to the ground. Her face was so pale, as if she had been drained of all her strength in an instant.

"Cold smoke!" Sikong Qinglan and others were surprised, and quickly came forward to hold mu Hanyan.

Only then did they realize that mu Hanyan didn't mean to let the bandits go. The previous bitter fight with magic nine had already damaged her strength, and she had no power to fight again.

Several people even have the mind to care about the life and death of the bandits. They all worry about Mu Hanyan, for fear that she has any hidden danger.

With mu hanyanshi's display of destruction Kendo, her strength once again broke through the limitation of the law of God's continent, and her body's self-healing ability was also doubled. The black arrow that had been broken away had been forced out of the body, and the wound was completely recovered. At least from the surface, there was no trace of injury, or even a scar.

However, no matter swordsmen or priests, ordinary body trauma is not a big deal at all. The terrible thing is internal injury. If channels or Qi sea are seriously damaged, it is the most fatal. If the foundation of cultivation is damaged, many practitioners might as well die.

"Don't worry about it. It's nothing serious. It's just pulling off." Mu Hanyan doesn't want to make them worry and says with relief.

In fact, it's more than simply taking off the power. When Lingtai is lost, she can't control her use of destruction kendo. Her body potential has been stimulated to the extreme. If it wasn't for the last trace of spiritual strength in her heart, she was really worried that she would exhaust all her potential at one time like Tang Bufan, and there would be no possibility of cultivation.

Focusing on his inner vision, mu Hanyan knows that his condition is not so bad. As long as he has the last trace of spiritual power and energy, he is like an inexhaustible spring, which will not affect his cultivation. It's just that his recovery is slow. It's hard to recover without three or five months.This is also the reason why mu Hanyan had to let go of the bandits. The reason why they ran away like lost dogs was that they were completely shocked by their merciless massacre just now. When it comes to the real combat power, they are much better than the priest guards and the people of Huayu city.

As the saying goes, if you really push them to a dead end and fight against each other, and you can't do it yourself, Hua Yucheng will only suffer more losses.

In a moment, the remaining thousands of bandits had arrived at the gate of the city.

Seeing that they are about to escape from Huayu City, the priests and the people of Huayu city are gnashing their teeth with hatred. However, at this time, they also see the difference of the chief priest. They know that they can never keep them with their own strength. It's just meaningless to catch up with them, so no one will rush to attack again.

Just then, two men appeared at the gate of the city.

The first man was tall and cold. He seemed to be middle-aged, but he gave people the feeling of suffering from the wind and frost. His eyes swept through the faces of all the people in the city one by one. Finally, he stayed on the face of Mu Hanyan and frowned slightly.

A young man stood on him, bent slightly, looking very respectful, but with a look of horror.

"Go away!" The bandits, who were about to rush out of the gate of the city and escape from the sky, were all in a rage. At the same time, they waved their swords and rode the red charcoal smoke beast to kill them.

Just as mu Hanyan thought, although these bandits were scared by her, their ferocious nature would not change. If they were blocked all the way back, they would never lack the courage to fight to death.

In their eyes, these two men were undoubtedly the last obstacle for them to rush out of the death Jedi. In order to break through this obstacle and seize the last chance to survive, they even burst out more strongly than before.

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