Then, the longsword unfolded and charged toward Mu Hanyan.
Facing the strength of Mu Hanyan, he certainly did not give his all, but the power of a Tenth Rank Great Swordsman was not just for show. Even a casual strike carried the chill of a cold moon, its oppressive force nearly suffocating.
Huayue and Zirong's faces changed, and they were about to intervene when they saw Mu Hanyan move first, ignoring Zong Dingfang's offensive and directly stabbing his longsword toward his chest without a trace of light on it.
"What is she doing, seeking death?" Huayue, Zirong, and the others were all shocked, puzzled, and anxious.
Mu Hanyan had significant strength, and due to her previous reputation as a big playboy, even they found her capabilities astonishingly exceptional.
But no matter how exceptional, it was only relatively speaking; a Seventh-Order Swordsman was no match in front of a Tenth Rank Great Swordsman.
