Chapter 1694 1695 Then She Will Beat People

"What are you doing!" Mutu didn't have a good temper in the first place. He was repeatedly despised by the other party, and he had already held back some anger. At this time, when he was pushed by the other party, the anger rose up and he slapped him back.

He is tall and strong, and his strength is not weak after practicing martial arts. The opponent was sent to guard the gate of the temple, and his strength is of course not much stronger, and he is only a first-order god priest. He stumbled and nearly fell to the ground.

Seeing Mutu make his move, there was an uproar behind him.

"How courageous, how dare you be rude to the priest!" Hearing the exclamations from all around, the young priest was ashamed and angry, pulled out his long sword and slashed at Mutu.

A faint khaki light also emanated from the long sword, releasing a heavy aura.

Mu Hanyan's expression changed slightly. In the past few days, she had already had a general understanding of the customs and taboos of the temple. According to the temple's laws, although priests could not indiscriminately injure people's lives, if the commoners dared to take the lead in attacking the priests , even if he was killed, at most he would only lose some money, and he would not even be punished, so this priest did not show mercy at all.

Although Mutu is not weak, how can he compete with the priest of the temple? He instinctively has to avoid it, but under the pressure of the heavy breath, his movements become abnormally slow, and he sees the pale yellow sword shadow coming out through the sword. , slashed towards his chest, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his dark face.

At a critical moment, a delicate figure suddenly rushed out of the carriage and attacked the priest.

The one who shot was naturally Mu Hanyan. She didn't want to shoot easily, but she couldn't just watch Mutu die in front of her eyes. And for her, this little confusion is not necessarily an opportunity, so just before she started, she quickly turned her head and whispered to Ye Yi'an.

Although he couldn't use his sword skills, Mu Hanyan had practiced martial arts for a few days, so what he used at this time was naturally martial arts.

The young priest obviously didn't pay attention to her martial arts. Seeing Mu Hanyan attacking him, he snorted softly, "Hmph, another one who seeks death, has learned a little martial arts. How dare you come to the priest to seek death!"

At the same time as he spoke, his sword edge turned, and that khaki aura suddenly changed direction and slashed towards Mu Hanyan. This is also the difference between priest magic and kendo. Swordsmen want to change their sword skills, but it is not as easy as priest magic.

"Be careful!" Mu Tu subconsciously exclaimed, but then he felt that his worries were unnecessary. Even Kang Zihe was not Mu Hanyan's opponent. The priest in front of him was also a first-order god priest like Kang Zihe. How could it possibly hurt Mu Hanyan?

For fear of disturbing Mu Hanyan, Mutu quickly covered his mouth after exclaiming in surprise.

He knew the details of Mu Hanyan, but others didn't know it. Seeing that khaki sword light turned and slashed towards Mu Hanyan, the faces of the two young priests showed indifferent smiles, and they were in the queue. The young man in the back exclaimed in a low voice, with pity in his eyes.

Martial arts, to put it bluntly, is nothing more than a lowly status, and only the untouchables who have no chance to become priests will practice the art of fitness. How can it compete with the magic of priests? The high-ranking priests competed against each other, but looking at the million-year history of the Continent, how many people could there be. Besides, who knows whether the legend is true or not.

Anyway, the beautiful girl in front of me is dead. Even if she doesn't die, most of them are seriously injured. Whether she can stand up in this lifetime is a question.

Some young people who were in full swing even turned their heads and couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

But at this moment, the delicate figure in the line of sight suddenly swayed, drawing a beautiful and incredible arc, and it passed by the sword light when it was impossible to let go. The next moment, the pure white fist was already heavy. The bang hit the young priest's face.

"Wow!" Nosebleed and tears spurted out like red spring water, the young priest groaned and fell on his back.

The khaki-yellow sword awn also lost its aim, smashing heavily on the ground, and a mass of stone chips flew like a drizzle.

There was a dead silence all around, and everyone was stunned. Martial arts, actually defeated the priest magic, how is this possible! Someone rubbed their eyes, almost suspecting that they were blindfolded or daydreaming.

Mu Hanyan stood proudly in front of the temple with a look of smugness on his face. Martial arts is really not as simple as outsiders imagined, and the deliberation on the way has not disappointed her. Even if Jiutian Xingluo and Xingluo Bahuang have not been integrated into martial arts, but the shot just now does not matter. Speed, strength, or change, are much stronger than the martial arts taught by Mutu.

Mutu obviously discovered this, and looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise, but he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"You dare to hurt the priest of the temple, do you want to rebel?" The other young priest reacted a little faster, and drew his long sword in unison.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you." The wounded priest also got up from the ground, wiping his nosebleed, and swung his sword sharply.

As the priest of the temple, they were injured by a pariah, and the priest's magic was still defeated by martial arts. How could they raise their heads in the future? At this moment, the two really had murderous intentions.

"Stop!" Ye Yi'an got off the carriage tremblingly and shouted with a serious face.

It has to be said that although Ye Yi'an is a little older and weaker, and it seems that he may die at any time, at this time, he is wearing a black priest's robe and his face is solemn and solemn, which is still quite majestic.

When the young people around him saw him, they felt that they could only look up and couldn't see him up close, and they all lowered their heads.

"Junior, see Lord Priest!" The two young priests were also slightly startled and did not dare to take action lightly.

Nine lines of white silk like water patterns were embroidered on the priest's robe, which meant that the person standing in front of him was a ninth-order divine swordsman, and it was not something they could offend.

More importantly, his majesty and aura seemed to be a bit stronger than the seldom-appeared priest of the Fengcheng Temple, and they were a little confused.

"I heard that the Lord God has ordered that the major temples in the mainland will no longer stick to the old rules. All the people of the mainland of God can participate in the temple assessment and become priests. Is the news I heard false?" Ye Yi'an was a little angry. asked.

"The news that your lord heard is true. This is indeed the order of the Lord of God, but..." the young priest replied.