One person and one sword approached each other. It seemed that Mu Hanyue was at a disadvantage.
Xuan Ming turned to look at Jun Moye: "Mo Ye, can sister-in-law handle it?"
It wasn't that he looked down on Mu Hanyue, but that what she faced was a divine weapon, not an ordinary sword.
It is said that everyone below Dou Zun can be killed instantly.
My sister-in-law's current strength is not that high at all, or even far away.
There was no smile on Jun Moye's face, and there was a trace of worry in his eyes, but he did not stop him: "She has sense and will not do anything to hurt herself. If there is danger, we..."
The next words were not finished, but Xuan Ming understood and understood them.
"Okay." Xuan Ming nodded and smiled.
Kunwu Sword looked at the woman flying towards him and snorted coldly: "Woman, you really don't want your life." She rushed towards him, it was obvious that she was just throwing herself into a trap.
Did she know that his sword wind could split her in half?
Mu Hanyue had a wicked smile on her lips, but she didn't say anything, but her figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.
The blade of the Kunwu Sword stopped in mid-air. Looking at the figure that suddenly disappeared, he was just slightly surprised and didn't have any big emotions.
It's not like he's never seen this move before. Whether it's teleportation or anything else, it has nothing to do with him. It's nothing in front of him.
The sword moved slightly, snorted coldly, and quickly struck behind him, sweeping the sword energy.
Mu Hanyue's figure appeared behind Kunwu Sword. Looking at the long sword that was coming towards her, she did not block it. Instead, she blinked her eyes and rushed forward without retreating. A ball of fire appeared in her palm and headed towards her.
The long sword struck.
Xuan Ming was puzzled: "Mo Ye, aren't you going to take action?" Mu Hanyue's summoned elemental power was no match for the Kunwu Sword's move.
Jun Moye looked in the direction of Mu Hanyue with a pair of evil purple eyes, his heart moved slightly, and his clenched fists slowly lowered his hands: "She will be fine."
She sighed helplessly in her heart. Did she know that if this move continued, the price she would pay would be high?
Her body simply cannot bear the artifact, so how can she contract with it?
He wanted to take action, but he couldn't interrupt her. Her cold pride and stubbornness wouldn't allow it.
Everything was within her expectations, but she didn't know yet whether the result would be what she thought.
I shook my head secretly in my heart. Every step of the way to growth, I have to put my own life and death in danger. No one is as persistent as Xiao Yue'er.
Even though she has a strong endurance, she is not alone, but she keeps them out.
Kunwu Sword looked at the woman in front of him approaching and said coldly: "It's not my fault, don't blame others." The tip of the sword slashed towards her wrist.
Mu Hanyue looked at the sword that was close at hand, curved her lips, and reached out to get closer.
How could she withstand the fierce sword wind and the power of the divine weapon?
The coquettish blood flowed rapidly from the wrist, which was so shocking and so blinding under the sunlight.
Mu Hanyue's expression did not change at all, but she used the hand in her hand to hold the Kunwu Sword in her hand just when it was about to make the next move.
Blood, gurgling blood emerged from the wrist, looking bloodthirsty, almost blending with the molten metal below, it was all so red.
The blood slowly slid down the wrist and dripped on the hilt of Kunwu Sword, flowing drop by drop...