C459 Where's Your Confidence

"Mu Han, no matter what, that indifferent face of yours is unpleasant. Cough! Cough!"

Mu Yan pulled out the sword from his body. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. He stood up slowly with the sword in his hand. He looked at Mu Han and said, "The only thing that makes me happy is that after ten years, your sword is still as sharp as ever. "

"Yan, you are wrong. I never thought that I could look down on everything. It's just that there are some things that I know I can't force or force. Instead of covering my face with sorrow, I know I can't force myself to stay. I would rather pretend that I am calmer than anyone else. "

Speaking of this, Mu Han sighed softly and said. "I thought I had done a good job, but I didn't expect that my tolerance would only bring you an increase in your power. Yan, I don't blame you for this. I only hate myself. I've lived too long. After all these years, I still can't understand your heart. "

"Mu Han, I will still say the same thing. You are too naive. " Mu Yan smiled sarcastically. He looked a little sad for some reason. He said, "If people can really see through people's hearts, then. . . Then it won't be the human heart anymore. "

"Yeah, evil is not the human heart, and honesty is also not the human heart. It is always easy to say, but who can really see through it?"

Mu Han shook his head and said with a bitter face. "Yan, how good would it be if everything could go back to when he was seven years old?"

"No need, instead of being immersed in his memories and unable to extricate himself, I would rather cut it off with my own hands right now!"

Mu Yan said coldly. Suddenly, he smiled disappointedly and said, "Brother, this should be our last confrontation. Don't let me down again. "

There was no room for negotiation between the two of them. Mu Han also understood the principle of being disturbed when one was in a decision. He waved his sword and said in an even more indifferent tone, "Ten years, one night, ten years. "

Before he finished his words, Mu Han suddenly turned around and thrust his sword. This sword looked ordinary at first glance, but it had a natural and comfortable feeling. It made people unconsciously want to relax. They could feel that their fighting spirit was gradually fading. Mu Yan immediately shouted to calm his mind. At the same time, he thrust his sword forward with the momentum of breaking the wind. He quickly unleashed a strike to counter Mu Han's attack.

Immediately, a powerful Qi erupted in the battlefield. In an instant, it was as if a true dragon had appeared out of thin air. The overbearing dragon's might made all the officials unable to raise their heads. Guxing and Chen Che also entered the hall at this moment. When they felt this familiar energy wave, Guxing's facial expression changed. He immediately recognized that Mu Yan was using the ninth style of the Dragon Controlling Sword Technique. The dragon was fighting in the wild!

One had to admit that this style of Mu Yan's Dragon Battling in the Wild was a performance that pursued the pinnacle of strength. Rather than calling it Imperial Dragon, it was more accurate to say that he had transformed into a dragon. Every sword technique he used was filled with a violent aura. In terms of Qi alone, Mu Yan was the undisputed king, and no one could compete with him!

Mu Han's expression remained calm as he felt the boundless might that Mu Yan's attack had brought him. However, his Qi had undergone a tremendous change, and his sword strike had stunned everyone.

"Ten years to see you again. Ten years to see you again. "

A dazzling sword light lit up. The surging killing intent that was brought over by Mu Yan had completely covered up the boundless power that was unleashed by Mu Yan's Dragon Combat Field. Mu Yan's facial expression turned extremely ugly when he saw this scene. Because he had been pierced through by Mu Han's sword just now. The bleeding wound was still aching. Knowing that the power of this strike was far more terrifying than he had imagined, Mu Yan didn't dare to be careless. With a furious shout, he increased the force in his hand to the maximum!

Just as the swords in their hands were about to collide with each other, a shocking collision occurred. The officers were so shocked that their faces turned pale. They could not help but take a few steps back. Afraid of being affected, only Guxing, Xiao Zhan and Four Great Generals remained motionless. Xiao Zhan and the rest did not fear them because of their powerful strength, but Guxing was sure that they would be safe this time. Sure enough, just as the two swords were getting closer and closer. . . Mu Han suddenly withdrew his sword and flew away. His slender figure was graceful to the extreme. A long distance was created between the two of them, but it was already too late for Mu Yan. He could only watch helplessly as his domineering sword fell into the air. It was as if he had accumulated a lot of strength, but in the end, it hit the cotton. His entire person was suddenly filled with an indescribable sense of powerlessness.

"Ten years of not seeing each other, ten years of sighing. "

Just when he couldn't help but feel a little disheartened, Mu Han's voice was like a death god that could strike fear into one's heart and soul. It was no longer as fast as before. This time, Mu Han seemed to have deliberately slowed down his movements. However, as he thrust his sword forward, a sorrowful sword intent gradually spread out. Everyone's heart couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness, which made Mu Yan slightly startled. There were faint traces of tears in his eyes, but his heart was after all far from that of an ordinary person. At this moment, he forcefully bit the tip of his tongue to wake up, but what awaited him was an indescribably stunning sword strike. Mu Han's voice resounded throughout the hall.

"Ten years to see you again. Ten years to see you. "

"Clang! The sword in Mu Yan's hand heavily fell to the ground. Mu Yan was slightly startled when he felt the icy cold sensation from the blade at his throat. He immediately smiled and said, "I lost. "

It was a different and the same result. However, this time, Mu Yan was completely convinced of his defeat.

Mu Han withdrew the Dragon Roaring Sword and quietly walked a few steps away.

"Big brother, in terms of strength, I admit that I am not as strong as you, but there is one thing that I am stronger than you. "

Mu Yan staggered back to the desk and raised the will high up. At the same time, he said to Mu Han without any emotion, "In the end, Royal Father passed the throne to me, not you!"

"Nonsense! This will was clearly forged by you in the name of the previous emperor. Mu Yan, do you think we can't see it? "

Before Mu Han could speak, the Great General of Pingxi, Shea Ao, took a heavy step forward and shouted angrily.

Forged?

Hearing this, the expressions of all the officers instantly changed. They looked at Mu Yan in disbelief, waiting for him to see. Mu Yan's face was green and purple at the same time. The hearts of the officials couldn't help but tremble. Could it be that this will was fake? No way!

Whether it was real or fake, Mu Yan would not admit it. He gritted his teeth and said, "Forget about the handwriting. Is Royal Father's exclusive seal also fake?"

The officers shook their heads because they had read it carefully just now. The seal on the will was indeed not fake. The Imperial Jade Seal was formed by the blood essence of kings and kings merged with the most expensive Hetian Precious Jade in the world. It was useless in anyone's hands except for the king. This basically prevented any traitors from secretly passing down the Imperial Jade Seal. Thinking about it this way. . . The will was clearly true. Then where did the Northern General, Shea Ao, get his confidence from?