Zhao Hai's attack would definitely not be able to withstand it if they were.

So what about Mu Yan? Can she block it?

Boom-! A loud bang.

Zhao Hai seemed to see a blood-red splash in front of his eyes.

His face showed a happy and regretful expression.

Such a beautiful body, how many quick bones should be broken if you punch this punch!

What a pity.

But it doesn't matter. He has a lot of elixirs in his hand, which can at least hold his life. He can still do whatever he wants at that time...

Zhao Hai's thoughts had just changed, and suddenly a quiet fragrance came from the tip of his pen.

He was stunned at first, then a strong sense of anxiety and fear surged in his heart.

In a second thought, he wanted to retreat and run away.

But it's still one step late.

A sharp pain came from his shoulders, and then he watched one of his hands fly out.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" The violent pain and shrill screams blew away the fog in front of Zhao Hai's eyes little by little.

He saw that not far away, the girl in green clothes stood in the wind, her smile lazy and charming.

The morning sunlight fell on her shattered face, making people forget that she was still heaven in the world.

But at this moment, Zhao Hai could not rise at all when he looked at this scene, but only deep fear and horror.

"You... Why? Why can you avoid the attack? I obviously... should have hit you!"

At that moment, he even felt Mu Yan's blood spraying on his face.

But why, in the end, Mu Yan was intact, but he was cut off his hand.

The slender fingers as delicate as jade plucked the strings, Mu Yan raised his head and showed a careless smile, "Does it feel good to [Floating Life Like Dreams]? Do you want to have another more wonderful dream?"

Zhao Hai was in a daze at first, then suddenly stared at him, "You...have you manipulated my senses with the sound of the piano? No... how is this possible?! Even in the Cultivation Continent, few musicians can do it. How can you be a mere mortal in the Martial Arts Continent..."

Mu Yan seemed to be unable to hear his roar at all, and still said slowly: "Do you know, why don't I let Ying Mei deal with you and do it by myself?"

Zhao Hai covered his still bleeding hands and stared at her in terror.

At this moment, he no longer had the pleasure and complacency of his plan after he succeeded, nor did he have the greed and desire.

Only fear of this beautiful girl was left.

Mu Yan smiled softly, "Don't be so nervous? I want to do it myself, of course it's not because I really want to beat you. I feel disgusted even if you are a waste who escaped from the Cultivation Continent like you."

"I want to do it myself, just because no one here can let you suffer hellish pain more than me."

"I was really afraid that you would choose to commit suicide just now, so that would be boring."

Mu Yan raised his eyebrows and fell on Zhao Hai's face, "But now, it's too late even if you want to commit suicide."

The curve of the corners of his mouth became deeper and his smile became brighter and more charming, but in Zhao Hai's eyes, it was like a sickle of the god of death, waving in front of him.

The simple hand gently plucked the strings of the piano, and the melodious music sounded like a poisonous snake, which penetrated Zhao Hai's mind little by little and eroded his soul little by little.

His body fell down slowly, his eyelids getting heavier and he could no longer open.

Before consciousness was completely dragged into the illusion, he heard the girl's melodious and brisk voice.
Chapter completed!