Chapter 1713 1714 Why Did He Work so Hard for Her

At first, I thought that Mujia Village was on top of this mountain, but then I felt more and more wrong. This is a place where ordinary people can live. Even some low-level priests must have a hard time surviving here.

"I wanted you to live a little longer, but I didn't expect you to kill yourself." A hoarse sneer suddenly sounded behind him.

"Who!" Sikong Qinglan turned around abruptly. I saw a man in a black robe with a black face towel slowly appearing.

Mu Hanyan stared coldly at the person in front of her. Although his face was covered with a black turban, from the shape of his body and the cold killing intent in his eyes, she still saw a sense of familiarity, and reaffirmed the previous guess.

This Kang Qingyuan is cautious, even at this time, he still refuses to show his true face.

Kang Qingyuan ignored Sikong Qinglan and walked forward slowly.

"Stop, what do you want to do? We are the priests of the temple, and daring to offend is a capital offense!" Sikong Qinglan saw the unkindness in the other's eyes, and quickly revealed his identity. It's a pity that he's wearing a worn-out robe now, and he really doesn't see the slightest bit of the majesty of a priest.

"Priest? I really don't know what the chief priest of Huayu Temple thinks, to make you a stupefied priest to become a priest of prayers, is it really so low that you can't even choose a decent person? Have you come out yet?" The man in black on the opposite side said with disdain and exclamation.

"You know who I am!" Sikong Qinglan was slightly startled.

At first, he thought that this person was a refugee murderer who was forced to take risks for his livelihood, because he didn't know their identities that he had malicious intentions, and he didn't pay much attention to it. Regardless of status or strength, no matter how vicious the refugees are, they can't compare to priests. I believe that as long as their identity is revealed, the other party will retreat.

Unexpectedly, the other party knew his identity well, and things might not be as simple as he imagined.

"I didn't want to kill you at first, but if you insist on messing with them, then you can't blame me." The man in black suddenly saw murderous intent in his eyes, and slashed at Sikong Qinglan with a sword.

Although Sikong Qinglan was shy, he was not stupid. He sensed something was different and made preparations secretly. Seeing him make a move, he immediately drew his sword with his backhand to meet him.

One blue and one blue, two sword beams slammed out of the sword, and then violently collided together, bursting out a dazzling and mysterious light and shadow.

Sikong Qinglan snorted, spit out a mouthful of blood, staggered and flew backwards.

As Mu Hanyan had expected, although Sikong Qinglan was not low in position, he was still young and far from being Kang Qingyuan's opponent. He was seriously injured with a single blow.

Kang Qingyuan was obviously not interested in wasting time on him, so he knocked him back with a sword, then ignored him and flew towards Mu Hanyan.

"Be careful!" Ye Yi'an shouted instinctively, took a step forward, and slashed at Kang Qingyuan with a sword.

The crimson light also burned like a flame, swept away towards Kang Qingyuan.

It can be seen that Ye Yi'an's foundation is extremely solid. Although the realm has not made much progress in the past thousand years, and has always stayed in the realm of the ninth-order god priest, but the shot is calm and dignified, and there is a little bit of everyone's air.

"It's no wonder that you have been able to protect the Mu clan for so many years, and you really have some strength, but unfortunately, you are too old." Kang Qingyuan's eyes showed some admiration.

"The endless cold winter, grant me the power of ice and snow, the movement of ice!" Immediately, Kang Qingyuan's eyes froze, and he chanted in a low voice, playing Dao Dao sword art with his left hand.

In an instant, the surrounding air became icy cold, and countless ice crystals danced with the wind, swirling towards Ye Yi'an.

Ye Yi'an's sword glow, which was burning like a flame, suddenly dimmed. Under the sword glow like snow and ice, after only supporting for a moment, he was shocked and retreated again and again.

Kang Qingyuan is right, he is indeed too old, he has already reached the limit of his life, and he has only persisted until now by constantly taking medicine pills, how can he possibly exert his strength in his heyday.

Mu Hanyan supported Kang Qingyuan and her expression became solemn.

Although Ye Yi'an and Sikong Qinglan had long expected that they would not be Kang Qingyuan's opponents, they did not expect that they would lose so quickly and so neatly. It seems that he still underestimated Kang Qingyuan. I thought he was at the bottom of the several high priests of Fengcheng Temple, but now it seems that he is likely to be higher than Wen Rongsong and Liang Gubai. It's all pretended to be abused without the strength to fight back.

Originally, because of the presence of an outsider like Sikong Qinglan, Mu Hanyan wanted to wait for the most suitable opportunity before making a move. Now it seems that she can't wait any longer. Her hand slowly gripped the hilt of the sword.

"Why, could it be that you still want to fight with me, is it up to you, do you have the qualifications?" Seeing the fighting intent in Mu Hanyan's eyes, Kang Qingyuan couldn't help laughing.

Although Mu Hanyan taught them a hard lesson in Fengcheng Temple with his natural understanding of the power of laws, he would never believe that the little girl in front of him had fought against him. Qualifications.

"Dedicated to the lord!" Mutu also rushed forward at this time, supporting Ye Yi'an with one hand, and once again drew out his gleaming pig-killing knife with the other.

However, even Ye Yi'an and Sikong Qinglan were not opponents of Kang Qingyuan, and his martial arts skills were completely ignored.

"Let's go, I'll block him!" At this moment, Sikong Qinglan took a few steps and blocked Mu Hanyan in a flash.

Mu Hanyan and Ye Yi'an were both slightly startled. As long as Sikong Qinglan wasn't a fool, he should have been able to tell who the other party was coming for. Shouldn't his best choice now be to turn around and get out of the way?

"Come on, what are you still doing?" Turning his head slightly, Sikong Qinglan became even more anxious when he saw Mu Hanyan and the others froze.

"I don't know whether to live or die!" Kang Qingyuan snorted coldly, and slashed at Sikong Qinglan again.

"Let's go, go!" Sikong Qinglan shouted twice, and flew up suddenly, the long sword stabbed straight at the heart of Kang Qingyuan, looking at the sword's intent, it turned out to be a posture of perishing.

Mu Hanyan was even more puzzled. After careful calculation, they had only known Sikong Qinglan for a few days. Most of them were in the carriage and could not even meet each other. It's not an exaggeration, how could this guy work so hard for them?

"Be careful!" Ye Yi'an had the same doubts in his heart, but the doubts turned into doubts, but he couldn't bear to see Sikong Qinglan dying for the sake of several of them.

The sword lights intersected, and a burst of radiance erupted. Ye Yi'an and Sikong Qinglan let out a groan at the same time, and flew back like a broken kite.