Chapter 1902

"Whoever dares to insult the Huayu Temple or harm the people of the Huayu Temple will definitely pay back the money, tooth for tooth, blood for blood!" They will always remember Mu Hanyan's oath.

Uncontrollable anger burned in Mu Hanyan's heart.

It was not easy for Huayu City, which had some prosperous atmosphere, to be destroyed in the sea of ​​fire, and almost half of it was turned into ruins. This is her painstaking effort and her hope!

And above the temple, Ye Yi'an's falling straight figure made her feel even more heartbroken. Speaking of which, Ye Yi'an was the first person she met when she came to the God's Continent, and she also came from the Holy Court Continent. If it wasn't for Ye Yi'an's reminder and help, she who didn't know anything about the God's Continent might have exposed her identity a long time ago. They died at the hands of the temple without making a clear distinction.

Although her strength has far surpassed Ye Yi'an now, in her mind, Ye Yi'an is still her good teacher and helpful friend, and even her elder and relative!

All the anger poured out with this sword, cutting on the black arrow.

"Bang!" The arrow snapped.

The opponent's arrow was aimed at Ye Yi'an, not a defensive formation, so he didn't try his best. And although Mu Hanyan's Nine Heavens Starfall is not as powerful as Xingluo Bahuang, let alone Xingluo Bahuang, it is the sword skill she has practiced for the longest time, and it is also the most proficient. The power of the method is still much stronger than ordinary magic, so the black arrow was cut off with a single sword.

This is also Mu Hanyan's discovery after learning Bahuang Shenyun. Many sword skills can actually be performed in the form of magic. However, after her practice, most of the sword skills will be greatly reduced after being converted into divine arts, but Jiutian Xingluo is an exception, and the power is not weakened at all when it is performed in the form of divine arts. After all, this is not a combat technique from the Sacred Continent, but a combat technique from another powerful plane above the Sacred Continent—the Divine Martial Realm.

It's a pity that the time is short, and she has not been able to change the star falling into a magic spell, otherwise the power will be a little bit stronger.

Seeing Mu Hanyan's appearance, he cut off the opponent's arrow that seemed to be unstoppable, and everyone in the Huayu Temple cheered in unison. He wept with joy, trembling with excitement.

At this moment, they finally understood why the original people in Huayu City worshiped the priest as soon as they mentioned it, and even worshiped the priest's longevity tablet at home as if they were gods.

Powerful, really too powerful!

Unlike the excitement and joy of outsiders, Mu Hanyan's expression was calm and stern.

Although the opponent's attack was blocked with a single sword, the air wave that exploded when the long arrow broke off made her heart palpitate secretly.

The pure power contained in that arrow has definitely reached the level of a tenth-rank great swordsman. In terms of strength alone, it is even a bit stronger than her. You must know that she has taken a lot of spring water soaked in the blood of the dragon clan to have the power she has now. Although the other party is covered in black robes, she should not be very old, and she can have a body slightly older than her. With superior strength, this has to make her secretly vigilant.

What surprised her even more was that the arrow seemed to contain two other different auras, vigor and spiritual power. Maybe like her, the opponent didn't dare to reveal his strength easily, and he also reserved his spiritual power, which limited the power of this arrow.

Mu Hanyan couldn't imagine how terrifying the power of this arrow would be if the opponent had nothing to hide and showed all his strength. Can she stop it?

Also, how could the other party, like her, have pure and powerful power, vigor and spiritual power at the same time, and at the same time gather these three in one arrow, who the hell is he?

The black-robed man's arrow was cut off, the light in his eyes froze, he twisted his waist in mid-air, and fell lightly to the ground, stopping ten feet in front of Mu Hanyan.

"Who are you?" The black-robed man looked at Mu Hanyan and asked coldly.

"Flower Rain Priest, Mu Hanyan!" Mu Hanyan also looked into the other's eyes, "Who are you, and why did you invade my Flower Rain Temple?"

"So you are the chief priest of Huayu Temple, no wonder Xiang Qiuzhan will die in Huayu City." The black-robed man nodded and said suddenly.

Xiang Qiu cut! Mu Hanyan's heart sank again, could it be that the other party came to avenge Xiang Qiuzhan? Soon, she denied her guess again, she didn't believe that there would be any kind of loyalty between these rogues. If there is no mistake, the other party should also be aiming at the dragon blood.

After knowing Mo Shiqi's origin from Chen Xuefeng, Mu Hanyan faintly felt that behind Xiang Qiuzhan, there was an invisible big hand quietly manipulating everything. Not only Xiang Qiuzhan, many powerful rogues in the Continent of Gods may have been secretly manipulated by this force, but they acted so cleverly that even the manipulated people themselves may not know the truth.

"It's useless to say more, Huayu Temple got what it shouldn't get, and killed people who shouldn't be killed, so all of you must die!" The man in black robe put down the cloak covering his head, revealing his true face .

Unlike Mo Shiqi's unattractive appearance, his face is much more handsome, but even more indifferent.

Mu Hanyan grasped the Hanxiao Sword, and it seemed that she guessed right, the opponent was probably targeting the blood of the Dragon Clan. Originally, Mu Hanyan thought that the other party would ask for the blood of the dragon clan, and then made a few wild words that they would spare your lives as long as you handed over the blood of the dragon clan, but who knew that the other party had no such intention at all.

Mu Hanyan knew that the other party was definitely not just talking, even if he handed over the blood of the Dragon Clan, he would never let Huayu City go, or the people in the city.

Of course, Mu Hanyan wasn't going to let him go. Looking at the Huayu City engulfed in flames, at the mottled blood on the earthen wall, at the fallen figure of Ye Yi'an behind him, Mu Hanyan felt unprecedented hatred in her heart, and there was a fire burning like fire. The raging fighting spirit.

The black-robed man stepped slightly sideways, and drew the black longbow again, and the sharp tip of the arrow shone with a breathtaking cold light.

"Whoever dares to insult the Temple of Flower Rain or harm the people of the Temple of Flower Rain will definitely pay back the money, tooth for tooth, blood for blood!" Mu Hanyan pointed his long sword at the opponent's heart, and said word by word .

She knew that the power of this arrow must be much stronger than that of the previous one, but her heart was still, without any fear.

All around, there was a dead silence.