Mu Cheng trembled, only to feel that the sky was falling apart. What he loved before was such a disgusting and filthy woman!

Miss Zhao Si was not in the mood to care what Mu Cheng thought, she stabbed at Mu Cheng with a simple sword. The sword pointed at the vital point, obviously to kill Mu Cheng with a sword.

In the face of the man who swore an oath a few times ago, she didn't have the slightest nostalgia or pity.

"Chok!" There was a soft sound, and Miss Zhao Si's sword flew out.

Mu Hanyan held the Hanxiao Sword in his hand, stood with a long body, and blocked in front of Mu Cheng.

In fact, she didn't want to do it so early, but she didn't expect Miss Zhao Si to be so ruthless, she refused to save Mu Cheng, and actually killed him with her own hands, so she had to do it.

"You...... You're okay, it's impossible, it's impossible!" Miss Zhao Si was shocked by the sword and retreated five or six steps before she stood firm under Yue Zhenglin's support and looked at Mu Hanyan in horror.

The Easy Marrow Qi Pill is a poison that the Zhao family has treasured for thousands of years, and it is said that no one can solve it, but why is Mu Hanyan fine?

"I'm sorry, but this time my luck is still the same as before. Mu Hanyan smiled and said, stretched out his hand and gently pressed Mu Cheng's shoulder, injecting a wave of heavenly strength into his meridians.

For a while, she didn't have time to help him resolve the poison, so she could only temporarily seal all the key points to prevent the poisonous invasion from hurting the foundation too deeply.

"Impossible, this is impossible?" Miss Zhao Si still couldn't recover from the shock, and her eyes were full of fear when she looked at Mu Hanyan.

In the past six months, Mu Hanyan has suffered too many losses, although she refuses to admit it, she has left a shadow of fear in her heart, which is also an important reason why she wants to get rid of Mu Hanyan at all costs. After all, for a cultivator, if the fear of the heart is not removed, sooner or later it will become a demon in the heart, which will seriously affect the cultivation in the future.

"Don't worry, I think she's just the strength of a swordsman of the ninth order, can't we kill him if we join forces?" Yue Zhenglin hugged Miss Zhao Si's shoulder and said comfortingly.

Miss Zhao Si's eyes lit up and she calmed down a lot.

"Mu Hanyan, I admit that your luck is indeed good, although I don't know why even my Zhao family's ancestral poison pill can't hurt you, but in the end, you are just a swordsman of the ninth order, and it is impossible to escape death today. Miss Zhao Si stabilized her mind and said confidently.

In fact, Mu Hanyan's strength of the ninth order of the swordsman was far beyond her expectations, she couldn't understand how a guy who was born a waste material, and was almost angry to death by his own trick half a year ago, reached the ninth order of the swordsman so quickly.

But the more this is the case, the more she can't let go of Mu Hanyan, otherwise, the Zhao family, not to mention reviving the family, will never have a bright day in Black Rock City.

Fortunately, Yue Zhenglin is also a ninth-order swordsman, and several other people are also eighth-order masters, as well as the person Zhao Sining helped find, he is a strong man she can only look up to, and it is still not a problem to kill a Mu Hanyan.

"Do you really think they can kill me?" Mu Hanyan said conceitedly.

Although they are all swordsmen of the ninth order, their actual combat power is completely different, Mu Hanyan has absolute confidence in herself, if she hadn't taken into account the safety of Mu Cheng and Wu Qi, she would have done it a long time ago.

Wait, just regain a little bit of strength. Mu Hanyan was grinding with Miss Zhao Si while desperately running the exercises, refining the poisonous gas and restoring his strength.