Chapter 1682 1683 Here Comes a Provocative

The others were also crying with joy, and even Heituzi changed his roughness and cried like a child.

"Why are everyone crying like this, is that guy Mu Yi'an finally dead?" At this moment, a discordant voice sounded.

I saw a young man in a black robe shaking his head and waving his tail, walking over surrounded by several guards, with a contemptuous smile on his face.

This young man was in his twenties, and he was born with oil and flour. Although he was young, his steps were obviously vain, as if his body had been hollowed out by the color of wine.

Another incompetent dude! Mu Hanyan shook her head secretly, as An Yun's number one slutty young lady, of course, she could see through the details of this young man at a glance.

"Kang Zihe, what are you talking about! How dare you be rude to us!" Seeing this person, all the Mu clan members changed their faces and shouted angrily.

It turned out that the Mu Yi'an in Kang Zihe's mouth was Ye Yi'an's pseudonym.

"What an old worship, but an immortal waste. In a thousand years, I haven't been able to advance from the priest to the chief priest. If I changed it, I would have hung my neck." Kang Zihe said disdainfully.

"Bold, how dare you humiliate my guardian priest of the Mu family, I will fight with you!" Heituzi was furious, pulled out the pig-killing knife and rushed towards Kang Zihe.

Ye Yi'an is the guardian priest of the Mu clan. In their minds, he is tantamount to a god-like existence. Even if he sacrifices his life, he will never allow him to be insulted in the slightest.

Although he didn't have the slightest cultivation base, Hei Tuzi's strength was extremely strong, comparable to a second- and third-order swordsman. He stabbed with a short knife in his hand and made a sharp whistle, which was obviously not small.

Seeing him rushing towards his master, the guards didn't move, just sneered contemptuously.

"Looking for death!" Kang Zihe snorted coldly, suddenly pulled out his long sword with one hand, and struck a trick with the other, muttering something in a low voice.

A fiery red light suddenly appeared on the long sword, and the sword slammed out, forming a fireball the size of a grinding disc and flew towards Heituzi.

Sword gas transformation! Mu Hanyan was slightly startled. Could it be that Kang Zihe already has the strength of a high-level swordsman, but she did not feel such aura from him.

"Bang" Hei Tuzi raised his knife subconsciously to block it, but was blasted several meters away by the fireball and the knife.

"Mutu!" Several children of the Mu family hurried forward to catch Mutu, but they were also knocked back a few steps by his tall body, and only then did they barely stabilize their figure.

In the air, there was a faint smell of burnt hair, and when he turned his head, he saw that Mutu's hair was already scorched yellow, and there were bursts of blue smoke.

Mu Hanyan's eyes narrowed slightly. Kang Zi and this fireball are obviously different from the sword qi transformation form of high-level swordsmen, because the sword qi transformation shape can only simulate the shape. Possess the ability to attack. Take the Frost Snow Dance she first understood, it seems that the sky is full of frost and snow, and it can barely make people feel the coldness, but when it comes to the coldness, even the ice pick of the previous mutant slate pig is stronger than that. not on.

What Kang Zihe used was obviously the so-called priest magic, which was completely different from the kendo practice in the Holy Court Continent.

"You, you turned out to be a priest!" Seeing Mutu's injury, all the members of the Mu family were filled with righteous indignation, but no one dared to rush up, looking at Kang Zihe, in addition to anger, more A little scared.

"I'm blind to your dog's eyes, so you can see it? My son is now a first-order priest of the Fengcheng Temple. How dare you be rude to me and impatient with your life?" Kang Zihe pointed to himself The black robe on his body said triumphantly.

It was only then that Mu Hanyan noticed that the robe on his body was somewhat similar to the sword robe of the Holy Court Continent. It was a little less capable, but a little more elegant. There was an ancient palace embroidered on his chest, which must be the temple. the sign of it.

And on the cuffs of the long sleeves, there is also a thin white ripple embroidered. If you guessed correctly, this should be the symbol of a first-order god priest.

Mutu and the others looked at Kang Zihe, but they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak. Compared to the Sacred Court Continent, the Continent of God is even more strict. Mutu's previous attack on Kang Zihe was already disrespectful. If it wasn't for the deep resentment against Kang Zihe and their unwillingness to let go of their last dignity, they might have kneeled down and begged for mercy just like they had met Mu Hanyan before.

"That's all, today is the happy day for me to pass the exam and become a priest, so I won't have the same knowledge as you pariahs." Kang Zihe waved his hand and said generously.

It's a pity, but no one accepts his love. Although everyone in the Mu family dare not do anything, they still look at him with hatred in their eyes.

"I'm here today, just to let you know, move out from Rijian Peak as soon as possible, anyway, when the millennium arrives, this area of ​​hundreds of miles will become my Kang family's property. If I move out early, I can find a place to live. Otherwise, when this poor old man dies, I'm afraid I won't even be able to find a place to bury his bones." Kang Zihe said unceremoniously after begging for nothing, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with them.

"Hmph, just dream, our Mu family will soon have a new guardian priest, and Rijian Peak is still our Mu family's fief." Finally, someone couldn't help but say.

"Hahahaha, just the pariahs like you. A thousand years ago, a priest was able to produce a high incense that was burned by the ancestors for several lifetimes. You still want to make another priest. I think you haven't woken up." Kang Zihe seemed to listen. When it comes to the funniest joke in the world, I cover my stomach and laugh wildly.

"Not only will we have another priest, but we are also a natural priest of the gods!" The man said in dissatisfaction, his eyes full of pride.

Hearing his words, not only Kang Zihe, but also the few followers he brought with him all stooped and fell back with laughter.

"Ha...ha...you are still born priests of the gods, I think you are not waking up, but crazy, completely crazy." Kang Zihe laughed so hard.

"It's not that they haven't woken up, and they're not crazy. Go back and tell your patriarch that our Mu family has a born god priest, and he doesn't need to make Rijianfeng's ideas anymore." Ye Yi'an said again, lightly.

"What!" Kang Zihe was slightly startled.

Others may lie, but no matter how rubbish this old guy is, he is an old priest who has lived for thousands of years, so he shouldn't talk nonsense.

"I'd like to see, who is the natural priest of the gods you're talking about?" Although it seems unlikely that Ye Yi'an is talking nonsense, Kang Zihe still finds it hard to believe that the Mu family has been down and out for nearly a million years. It took a lot of luck to have a priest, and a small family with a place to live can give birth to a natural god priest.