Mu Hanyan suddenly has a feeling that such a scene seems to have experienced somewhere, as if in a dream, as if in a previous life, as if before countless reincarnations, so clear, but so far away.


    But after looking at Yi Xingtian again, mu Hanyan was sure that he had never met such an opponent or experienced such a scene.


    "Xingtian, Jian Yong, God''s sigh!" Yi Xingtian made a move.


    In a flash, the sword was shining with endless killing intention, and the sound of the sword chant became loud and shrill, as if countless resentment souls on the ancient battlefield were full of angry and unwilling shouts.


    Obviously, this sword is more powerful than yesterday''s one. The intention of killing comes into the body. Almost everyone''s heart gives birth to unprecedented fear, and the vigor is even more suppressed.


    "Plop, plop", some young swordsmen with low accomplishments even foamed under the power of the murderous sword and fainted on the spot.


    The audience under the stage is still like this, and the mu Hanyan on the stage bears the brunt of it, especially the dramatic change of expression.


    The sword of Yi Xingtian contains the strength of her own swordsman, and also contains the power of the divine sword. The most terrible thing is the thousands of killing intention in the sword.


    If it is only to bring fear to people, the key is that under the stimulation of this killing intention, both Yi Xingtian''s own strength and the power of the divine sword have been multiplied.


    Mu Hanyan believed that the general swordsman''s power was nothing more than that. Compared with Jing Jian''s strength, which was enhanced by the magic weapons of the temple, Yi was even better at punishing heaven.


    Mu Hanyan raised Hanxiao sword, but under the powerful pressure, this sword could not be cut out.


    Endless killing intention poured out to Mu Hanyan and penetrated into her mind.


    Mu Hanyan''s whole body trembled violently. In his previous life, the snow shining sword point that burned through his heart, Tang Bufan''s regretless smile before his death, his parents'' deep concern when they died, and his younger brother''s tragic figure when he fought in blood, reappeared in front of his eyes.


    In Mu Hanyan''s mind, she was confused. All kinds of scenes interweaved together, which made her not know what is reality and what is memory.


    "No, you can''t die!" Unprecedented fear also surged into my heart.


    Seeing the confusion and fear in Mu Hanyan''s eyes, I don''t know why Yi Xingtian was disappointed. I don''t know whether mu Hanyan, who was regarded as her opponent, was so vulnerable or something else.


    Disappointment to disappointment, her sword did not stop for a moment, still straight cut to Mu Hanyan.


    ……


    "Hum" in the mind of the cold smoke, there comes a sweet hum like immortal sound.


    Her mind, into a strange world.


    On the vast and boundless wasteland, the cold wind whistling across the earth, like a sharp knife, swept people''s cheeks.


    The drums were swinging and the horns were blaring. Countless soldiers with silver armor were marching forward step by step, holding high their swords. In front of them, countless soldiers in black armor came in like a tide. Different from the soldiers with neat appearance on the opposite side, their formation was much more scattered. Although their armor was all black, its style was much more disordered, but their fighting spirit was no less than the opponent''s.


    "Boom!" The soldiers of the two sides collided fiercely like the tide, making a loud noise like thunder.


    Blood splashed, dyed the sky red, also dyed the earth red.


    In a battle, there were thousands of soldiers spilling blood on the battlefield. To Mu Hanyan''s surprise, even the weakest of them were all masters above the sword sage, and those generals were even more powerful than mu Hanyan could imagine, because there were no such masters in the holy land.


    In the blink of an eye, the soldiers of the two sides fell into a scuffle. The blood mist sprayed out, and a fresh and young body became cold under the sword. The screams of the injured people resounded all over the sky. The sound of the long horn fell back on the wasteland for a long time, just like the lament of countless souls.


    Mu Hanyan''s whole body trembled slightly. The desolation and solemn and stirring of the ancient battlefield almost made her feel as if she had thrown a huge stone. The shrill scream of the injured made her feel inexplicable pain. The thick blood that came with the wind almost made her unable to breathe. The fierce killing opportunity released by thousands of Saint level masters at the same time made her whole body ice cold It''s cold.


    A golden light and shadow came in the air. It was a woman with pale golden light on her armor. She was dignified and holy.


    It''s her! Mu Hanyan''s eyes brighten. Isn''t this woman a powerful existence who defeated xingtiannu and then was killed by someone?


    She is riding a divine beast under her body. Her body is powerful, and it also reveals the meaning of holiness.


    Aolai is actually Aolai beast. Originally, she is the owner of Aolai beast! Mu Hanyan was surprised and thought carefully. Indeed, only such a super strong man can make the king of beasts like Aolai submit to his subordinates.


    Looking at the fierce battlefield below, the woman showed pity and sympathy in her eyes.


    "Roar!" The proud beast roared up to the sky.The whole battlefield calmed down in an instant. Everyone stopped their swords and looked at the sky in awe.


    "The stars fall, the eight wastes!" Women''s long sword cut out.


    The sky and the earth lose color, the sun and the moon lose light, the whole world becomes dark, but immediately, a white sword light illuminates the earth.


    "What is she going to do?" Mu Hanyan was surprised again.


    Although I don''t know how strong she is, I only see the awe of the people below. I also know that they are quite different from this woman.


    Does she want to kill the soldiers on both sides below! Think of here, bathe cold smoke, the heart is cool.


    But soon she knew she was wrong.


    The sword shed, even warm as the noon sun, bathed in it, as if immersed in a clear spring.


    All the fear, all the uneasiness, all the hostility, have been cleared, as if experienced a spiritual baptism.


    "Boom!" In the loud noise, a ravine appeared between the two armies, and the soldiers on both sides were separated by the ravine, which was as deep as Zhang and as wide as 100 Zhang.


    What''s more shocking to Mu Hanyan is that all the wounded soldiers are healing quickly, but in the twinkling of an eye, they can''t see any scars.


    The battlefield, which was originally full of blood, seems to have been washed by rain and become extremely clean.


    All the soldiers no longer have the previous hostility and intention to kill. This ancient wasteland has become peaceful and peaceful, just like the Holy Land in legend.


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