Encouraged by Witch Zhang, the villagers rushed towards Mu Hanyun and Shu Yuehen. Their weapons were only simple harpoons, axes, hoes, kitchen knives, and wooden sticks.
They looked fierce, and these villagers looked like monsters at this time.
Mu Hanyun didn't hesitate anymore. He protected his senior sister behind him. The Changfeng Sword was as fast as lightning. With one use of the sword, he blinded nine people.
Mu Hanyun has practiced hard for many years and has already mastered his swordsmanship. Without aura, he still has sword skills, so how can these villagers be his opponents?
Row after row of villagers fell to his sword.
The villagers who were killed by a sword died without pain, but those who were seriously injured but not dead let out miserable wails.
The villagers did not expect that this handsome young man would be so ruthless, killing thirty people in a matter of seconds.
A clever young man threw a fishing net at Mu Hanyun, but Mu Hanyun cut the net with a wave of the long wind in his hand.
Even without aura, Changfeng is still a magic weapon.
Mu Hanyun raised his sword and lowered it, and the strong wind pierced the young man's head.
There is no room for mercy on the battlefield. This young man is so clever, so naturally he must be killed first.
When several timid villagers saw this scene, they turned around and ran away.
The remaining villagers who were alive lost their ventilation instantly, ignored Witch Zhang's cry, and turned around to run for their lives.
They are not an army, and they do not have the courage to charge forward even though they know they will die.
Witch Zhang had poor legs and feet and fell last.
Mu Hanyun threw the Changfeng Sword and pinned Witch Zhang to the ground.
What he wanted to kill most was this Witch Zhang.
Now except for Mu Hanyun and Shu Yuehen, there was no one left standing.
Seeing that there was no danger, Shu Yuehen took his hand away from Mu Hanyun.
All four of her flying swords were broken and left in the burning hut.
Now that she was injured, without her weapon, and being protected by her junior brother, she felt extremely uncomfortable.
The feeling of being powerless is unpleasant.
Mu Hanyun knew that his senior sister had always been proud, so he just smiled and said nothing, and went to get his Changfeng Sword.
Now that there is no spiritual energy, it is impossible for the Changfeng Sword to fly back from Witch Zhang on its own.
Shu Yuehen stayed where he was, listening to the moans of the injured who were not yet dead, feeling miserable in his heart.
She has killed evil people and demon cultivators, but she has never killed an ordinary person.
These villagers were bewitched by the water demon Qili and took up weapons to kill themselves and their junior brothers, but they easily lost their lives.
And the clever young man who died through his brain looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old. He was still a child on earth.
A white-haired old man was crushed by the body of a strong man and was wailing.
"Help! Help me! Someone help me! I don't want to die yet!"
He had been struggling hard, but his leg was broken and he couldn't struggle out no matter what.
His gray hair was stained with a lot of dirt.
Shu Yuehen couldn't bear it, so he took three steps, pushed away the strong man's body, and helped the old man up.
The old man raised his head and looked at her with bull's eyes.
Shu Yuehen recognized him. He was the old fisherman Tang De. He once risked his life and took the two of them to Zuimeng Lake to find the water monster, just to get a reward from the government so that his nephew would not have to be a human sacrifice.
Tang De also recognized Shu Yuehen, but took out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed Shu Yuehen in the heart.
"You all deserve to die."
Shu Yuehen's heart trembled, and she wanted to hide, but Tang De's movements were too fast, and she was injured and couldn't react in time.
Tang De's dagger stabbed Shu Yuehen in the chest.
Shu Yuehen was wearing the Baiwei robe made by Piaomiao Palace. Although it had no spiritual power, the robe was made of sky silk, which was both tough and smooth.
After all, the dagger did not pierce Bai Wei's robe.
Mu Hanyun took the Changfeng Sword and realized something was wrong. He jumped up and the Changfeng Sword penetrated Tang De's back.
The old fisherman Tang De is dead.
His eyes were still staring at Shu Yuehen, with red bloodshot eyes at the corners, full of stubbornness and anger.
Mu Hanyun looked at her worriedly: "Senior sister, are you okay?"
Shu Yuehen was about to shake his head when he smelled the smell of burning blood and his vision suddenly turned blood red.
There's something wrong with that dagger.
The ferocious killing intent pierced her heart like a sharp sword. Shu Yuehen's eyesight went dark and she fainted in Mu Hanyun's arms.
Junior brother, I'm sorry, I have become a burden to you.
…
Shu Yuehen opened his eyes again and found that he was lying on a soft bed, and the bedding was all made of silk and satin.
There was a maid in green clothes crawling in front of the bed, sleeping soundly.
Have you traveled through time again? And she traveled through time and became a young lady in a wealthy family?
Shu Yuehen quickly looked at his hands and then at his clothes.
Great, I haven’t traveled through time yet.
As the senior sister of Woyunfeng of Xuantian Sword Sect, if she died in the hands of an old fisherman, she would probably be laughed out of her mind by others.
Shu Yuehen sat up, but felt dizzy, and the injuries on her soul became more serious.
Shu Yuehen seriously reflected that she was injured now and was not even as good as a mortal, so she should not act without permission, let alone show unnecessary kindness.
When will the big sects outside invite Demon Lord Hongmeng away so that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can come in earlier?
She couldn't bear to be so weak and became a complete drag on her junior brother.
The maid in blue noticed the movement, rubbed her eyes, and yawned again.
She was about fifteen or sixteen years old, slightly chubby, and very pleasant-looking.
She grinned and said: "My name is Gua'er. I was sent by the master to serve Fairy Shu. Fairy Shu finally woke up. Mr. Mu has been very anxious. I will tell him now."
Shu Yuehen took her hand: "No, I'll go find him myself. Where is he?"
Gua'er had a silly smile on her face: "Master Mu is in the front hall, discussing matters with my master."
"Take me to him."
Gua'er was shocked: "But Mr. Mu said you were injured."
"But I'm fine now!" Shu Yuehen glared at the talkative little maid.
Shu Yuehen's eyes were very cold, which scared Gua'er.
This Fairy Shu was a weak and beautiful woman when she was in a coma, but she was so fierce when she woke up.
Gua'er helped Shu Yuehen walk to the front courtyard.
Passing through the corridors with lanterns hanging on them, the two walked slowly.
Gua'er said as he walked: "Fairy Shu, Master said that you and Mr. Mu are both from the Immortal Sect. Do you know why the sky never lights up? The sun never rises, and everyone is very scared."
Shu Yuehen looked at the dark courtyard and didn't know how to answer.
Tell her the truth, there is a big devil who has covered the Hongmeng Bell in Zuimeng Lake and Linhu Town.
Shu Yuehen didn't speak, and Gua'er didn't shut up either. It was so dark outside that she was a little scared.
"I heard from a familiar sister that this is because someone in Linhu Town offended the gods, and the gods punished us so that we in Linhu Town cannot see the sun. Fairy Shu, tell me, how will everyone live without the sun? "
(End of chapter)
