Chapter 1783 1784 I Really Regret It

Long Wudang and Zhuge Qiu's originally pale faces became even more pale, and they were simply pale. Although they were seriously injured by Xiang Qiuzhan's hand, the two of them at this time felt deeply grateful. If Xiang Qiuzhan didn't happen to invade Huayu City at this time, they would inevitably fight against Mu Hanyan. If this god-given power was not aimed at those rogues but them... Except for death, they couldn't think of any other possibility. .

Even the two of them were like this, and the other priests were even more so. Seeing Mu Hanyan with a solemn expression in a black sacrificial robe fluttering in the wind, their eyes were filled with awe and fear.

It is worthy of being one of the oldest temples in the Continent of Gods, no matter how it declines, not everyone can step on it! In addition to their emotions, they also felt deeply regretful. If they had known this was the result, how could they have come to this muddy water.

"Autumn Extinction!" A heart-piercing cry came from the gate of the city.

Xiang Qiuzhan, he was not dead, although he was covered in blood, through the broken clothes, he could still see the flesh and even the bones, but he still stood under the city gate, holding the handle tightly in his hand. Huge long sword.

how can that be! Not only the others, but even Mu Hanyan was taken aback.

Hundreds of rogues died under the power of God, and their flesh and blood instantly turned into nothingness.

Although Mu Hanyan had not personally experienced the power of this divine power, when he activated the formation just now, his spiritual sense was integrated into the formation, and he could feel it to some extent. Ask yourself, even with her peak cultivation level of the Great Sword Master when she was in full bloom, she might not be able to retreat under the power of this formation. Unless her strength exceeds the fifth rank of Great Sword Master, it will be difficult for her to be under the power of the gods. Save your life. That is to say, in the Continent of Gods, unless the strength exceeds the fifth-order spiritual priest, it is the same fate.

Although Xiang Qiuzhan hit Zhuge Qiu with his sword just now, it was hard for Mu Hanyan to believe that he had such strength. Just as there is an essential difference between a swordsman and a swordsman, so too is a spiritual priest and a spiritual priest. Although Zhuge Qiu's strength is good, he is only a tenth-order god priest. If Xiang Qiujian really has more strength than a fifth-order god priest, Zhuge Qiu will be more than easily injured.

Mu Hanyan's gaze rested on Xiang Qiuzhan's epee that was as dark as ink, but faintly emitting a faint blue light. The other rogues and their weapons all turned into nothingness. There was no damage at all, no small cracks could be seen.

Could it be because of this sword? Besides, Mu Hanyan couldn't think of any other possibility.

"Qiu Mie, eldest brother will avenge you, watch carefully, eldest brother will avenge you!" Just as Mu Hanyan secretly guessed, Xiang Qiuzhan fell to his knees violently.

"Kill! Kill them all, and leave none of them behind!" Xiang Qiuzhan abruptly got up and charged towards Mu Hanyan.

"Kill! Take revenge for the brothers, and slaughter Huayu City!" The remaining hundreds of rogues also turned bloody eyes and turned to kill the city.

Although most of the rogues had already been killed by God's power, there were still two or three hundred people who survived.

No one would have imagined that these rogues would be so fierce, seeing most of their comrades die tragically on the spot, not only did they not escape, but they dared to counterattack.

Long Wudang was trembling with fright. As the son of the chief priest of the Tianyang Temple, even if he didn't grow up in a honeypot, he was pampered since he was a child. He had never seen such a scene before. The sturdy iron hoof of the red charcoal cloud smoke beast stepped on the ground, as if every blow hit his heart, and the fragile careful liver almost popped out of his chest.

I regret it, Long Wudang really regrets it. Isn't the lesson from the last time not enough, and you still want to take revenge? Isn't this going to kill you? Long Wudang could not wait to slap himself a few times.

Of course, it was too late to regret it now. Long Wudang quickly took out a large amount of medicinal pills with trembling hands, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it hard. There, he didn't want to stay any longer.

Mu Hanyan knew why the bandits headed by Xiang Qiuzhan felt a headache even in the five major temples. They were so fierce and well-trained. How can the rabble like the Blood Wind Pirates be compared.

With a clear whistle, Mu Hanyan rushed towards Xiang Qiuzhan.

These rogues are fierce, but after all, there are only two or three hundred people left. Mutu and the others can still cope for the time being. Don’t forget, they also have the power to dominate. Although they are not as good as Mu Hanyan, they are ordinary priests. There may not be any benefit to them.

At the same time as he flew out, Mu Hanyan threw the streamer who was still sound asleep, and there was no time to wake it up at this time.

Mu Hanyan's mind was locked on Xiang Qiuzhan's body. Although Xiang Qiuzhan was seriously injured at this time, the giant sword brought Mu Hanyan's instinctive and dangerous intuition. one.

"She actually dared to fight Xiang Qiuzhan!" Long Wudang finally regained some strength and looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise.

There is no need for such a powerful defensive formation. If you have to fight head-to-head with Xiang Qiuzhan, this Mu Hanyan is either overwhelmed by the victory, or overwhelmed by the victory. Still miserable.

How could he know that Mu Hanyan's move was helpless. Although the God-given Heavenly Power had been repaired, the materials used were still a little bit poor, the power was slightly insufficient, and the cooling time was a bit too long, so in addition to being hard Mu Hanyan actually didn't have a better choice when they fought hard.

"Okay, okay, how dare you come to the door!" Seeing Mu Hanyan approaching, a trace of blood flashed in Xiang Qiuzhan's eyes, cruel and vicious.

Qiu Mie in his mouth was his younger brother and his only relative in this world. Seeing his younger brother die under the power of God, one could imagine his hatred for Mu Hanyan. If Mu Hanyan hid under the protection of the priest's guard and refused to fight him head-on, it would be a little troublesome. After all, his serious injury was like the end of a strong arrow. How could she know that she would take the initiative to meet him, which was exactly what he wanted.

Xiang Qiuzhan made up his mind that even if he fought for his life, he would still avenge his younger brother!

"The devil is born, and the sword destroys the world!"

"The Eight Wildernesses...Godfall!" The two of them cut out their long swords almost at the same time.

A small flame fluttered out from Mu Hanyan's long sword.