Muyan's momentary daze makes her forget to dodge.
The cold energy instantly touches the surface of her skin.
In a split second, it's as if she's thrown into ice water, bone-chilling, and every drop of blood freezes.
Just a little touch, and it's already as cold as hell.
If that energy completely envelops her — —
Muyan slightly widens her eyes, and frantically mobilizes the Spiritual Power in her body, but it's too late … too late!
At the critical moment, the sword hums.
A warm, bamboo-like aura envelops her whole body.
Luo Yunxiao reaches out and pulls her away from Ning Xu's shackles, shielding her behind him.
However, that cold and gloomy energy seemed to be all-pervasive.
It directly penetrates Luo Yunxiao's net of swords, and burrows into his body.
In a split second, a red light streaks across Luo Yunxiao's eyes.
"Young martial uncle, how are you?!"
Muyan helplessly watches as Luo Yunxiao takes Ning Xu's attack for her. She only touched a little, and she knows how uncomfortable that cold energy is. But young martial uncle has been hit so many times.
"Go back!" Luo Yunxiao says in a hoarse voice, "All seven of you, go back to the formation!"
His hands are tightly clenched into fists, his nails deeply embedded in his palms, as if he's desperately trying to suppress something.
At this time, Ning Xu has already stood up from the ground with red eyes. His eyes are unfocused, looking at Luo Yunxiao with anger and hatred.
There's a crazed murderous intent on his face, "Demonic energy, I feel demonic energy from you, you really should be killed … as long as I kill you, she can live … as long as I kill you, she will return to the Ning family …"
"Demon, go to hell!!"
With a roar, the Demon Slaying Sword, accompanied by a flash of blood-red light, stabs straight at Luo Yunxiao.
Luo Yunxiao's figure moves, as if he wants to dodge and mobilize his natal sword.
But as soon as he moves, his face goes deathly pale, and he forcibly withstands it.
Puchi –!!
That's the sound of a long sword piercing flesh.
The Demon Slaying Sword directly pierces Luo Yunxiao's chest, just an inch away from his heart.
Blood gushes out.
The red light on the Demon Slaying Sword curls up into raging flames, burning the flowing blood and torn flesh.
"Young martial uncle –!!"
When Mu Yan's group of seven saw this scene, their eyes almost split open.
They no longer cared about Youngest Uncle's orders. They turned back from the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams Formation and rushed over.
Luo Yun Xiao shouted, "Go back!! Aren't you going to obey my orders?! "
But at this time, who would listen to him?
Youngest Martial Uncle was about to lose his life. Why would he still respect his master?
However, before they could get close, Ning Xu stabbed out a second time.
This sword strike was even more destructive and soul-stirring than the previous one.
The people of the Xiao Yao Sect couldn't make it in time.
Even Ling Yusheng, who was the fastest among them, had yet to fully recover from his previous injuries.
Only Mu Yan, only Mu Yan who has activated the [Lotus Blooming Steps].
Her figure disappeared like a bolt of lightning, and when she reappeared, she was already in front of Luo Yunxiao.
Fear appears on Luo Yunxiao's usually calm face for the first time, "Muyan, get out of the way!!"
The Seven Absolute Swords were unleashed, and the sound of the zither filled the air!
The Spiritual Energy, Immortal Energy, and Dark Force in his body began to circulate wildly.
She hears Qi Huang's angry roar: "Jun Muyan, you're crazy! That's the [Demon Slaying First Strike], it's not something you can block now. If your natal sword breaks, you won't survive either!! "
Muyan's eyes are resolute, and she has no regrets.
As the sound of the zither ripples, a series of Shen Musician skills are thrown out.
If you haven't blocked it before, how do you know you can't?!
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