Chapter 685 (1/2)

”Please, my Lord, let him live.” The old woman fell to the ground, her forehead heavily knocked to the ground, a piece of blood blurred.

”Grandma, don't ask him, it's a big deal.” See the old woman that a blood, flower month eye canthus want to crack, angry voice shouts a way.

”Do you have the strength to die together?” The swordsman in black sneered scornfully, and with one sword, he split towards Huayue.

At the same time, the border is once again unfolded, and several people are all caged in it.

The light pattern moves and the sword is cold, forming a mirage. A legendary ancient fierce beast with endless bloodthirsty intention pours at Huayue with its mouth open.

”No!” The old woman's face changed dramatically and she let out a shrill scream.

Mu Hanyan's eyes are fixed. I can't wait any longer.

Just when mu Hanyan was about to move, the sky suddenly changed. The dark clouds gather like a black curtain, pressing heavily on the top of the head.

A clear roar, sounded in the ear, as if directly into the bottom of my heart.

The power of heaven and earth, which used to be thin, was boiling like the waves in the storm. It was violent and chaotic.

Even the energy in the body seems to have been pulled, become irritable and restless, and rush wildly in the meridians. If Mu Hanyan's cultivation had not reached the peak of the great swordsman, he might not have been able to control the frenzy.

Around him, Mu Cheng's face was pale, and blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth. If he was not afraid of exposing his whereabouts, he would have been humming.

Mu Hanyan slaps Mu Cheng's body, temporarily seals his meridians, and forcefully suppresses his energy. His face is a little relieved.

”What's going on?” Mu Hanyan looks at the small temple in surprise and stares big eyes.

A woman in coarse linen is standing in the middle of the swordsman in black and Hua Yue. Her arms are stretched out and she is looking up at the sky. She is Hua Yue's grandmother.

But at this moment, in addition to the fine linen clothes, who dares to believe that he is Hua Yue's grandmother, the old woman in the village with wrinkled face and bent body.

She has a clear and beautiful face. Her silver hair looks like snow, and her face is bright and clean. She looks only 34 years old at most. Her dark eyes, straight nose and slender body are beautiful, but also with a bit of heroism.

The sky covered with dark clouds, but a closer look at the past, it is clearly condensed in her head. A black cyclone surrounded her body, forming an invisible storm, which contains a frightening heavenly power.

”No, it's impossible. You're just a maid. How can you have such strength?” The swordsman in black was full of horror, as if he had seen something incredible in the world.

Also shocked was mu Hanyan. She had never heard of such a scene.

The scene in front of her was beyond her understanding of swordsman.

Temple, broken continent Mu Hanyan thought of Han Jinglun's words, and his mind suddenly flashed: is Hua Yue's grandmother, the woman named Yueji, not from Shengting mainland, but from other continents?