Chapter 1010 (1/2)

At the moment of pushing away mu Hanyan, Mu Hanfeng was forced to block the terrible idea storm. Immediately, he was involved in the center of the storm.

At this time, Mu Hanfeng was sweating, his whole body was shaking, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding. Obviously, he was suffering a lot.

His strength was a little weaker than mu Hanyan, and he didn't have the skill to strengthen his mind. Moreover, he was still in the center of the mind storm. How could he bear it?

Too late to think, mu Hanyan at the foot of a move, he returned to Mu Hanfeng's side, holding him out to rush.

However, at the moment of her departure, the divine storm broke out violently, they were completely surrounded by them, with them as the center, spinning rapidly.

Although the storm is invisible, in the meantime, mu Hanyan feels countless sharp swords flying around their bodies, constantly invading their minds, as if to tear their spirits to pieces.

Even if there is Shenwu refining soul, he will guard the Lingtai tightly. Mu Hanyan still feels the tearing pain in his mind.

”Big brother You Go Mu Hanfeng opens his eyes and says hard to Mu Hanyan.

With this sentence, he closed his eyes. Even if he didn't need to explore his mind, he could feel that his mind was disappearing at an amazing speed.

”No!” Bathed in the cold smoke, his eyes were hazy, and he looked up to the sky and roared.

”Cold smoke!” At the end of the night, he saw that the situation was not right and flew to come.

”Young master.” Yunbo a will Mu kill sent out of the house, also desperate to come.

But it's too late. Even if the last old man in black robe was already exhausted, and his heart was dead when he saw that the head of the family was so scared that he didn't stop them at all. It was too late.

After all, no one thought that Mu Hanfeng was also in this ancestral hall. It was absolutely impossible for the ghost to destroy himself in a moment. How could they be prepared?

Even if they can save mu Hanyan, they can't save Mu Hanfeng.

At this time, mu Hanyan has fallen into endless sadness. Through the dim tears, she looks at her brother whose mind is disappearing. Her heart is broken.

With a long roar, mu Hanyan turns Shenwu's spirit cultivation to the extreme. Meridians, one after another broken, blood, dyed her white clothes red.

However, this is not enough. Even so, it is not enough to resist the terrible storm of ideas, and it is not enough to leave a last chance for my brother. Mu Hanyan's heart gave birth to unprecedented despair.

Hua Yue and others looked at the cold smoke of blood from a distance, and their expression was also gloomy.

Although since they came to Mu's home, Mu Hanfeng has been training outside most of the time. There are not many times to stay at home. Every time they see mu Hanyan, they also show indifference. However, as the bodyguard of Mu Hanyan, how can they not see their brotherhood.

They also know that Mu Hanfeng's personality is the same as that of the master of heishicheng. Although he seldom says anything on the surface, he has been guarding mu Hanyan in his own way. Even his most precious Hanxiao sword has been given to Mu Hanyan.