Chapter 1743 1744 I Like This Girl Hot

Although Mu Hanyan was wearing the same sacrificial robe as An Xiaxin and the others, it did not have the white cloud pattern embroidered on her body. It was obvious that she had just passed the priest assessment and was not yet an entry-level priest.

Such a small character dares to threaten himself, it is simply ignorant and fearless.

"A mere entry priest dares to threaten our Young Master Longyang's head, I don't know whether to live or die!" The group of followers behind Long Wudang also looked contemptuous.

"Young Master, I think this girl is stunned, but she looks pretty good, or she might just accept it as a side room." The five-short-stature attendant, however, brightened his eyes, and said to Long Wudang with a wicked smile.

"Well, that's a good idea, anyway, it's a partial room, one more room is one more room." Long Wudang looked Mu Hanyan up and down, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, followed by a burst of evil light.

When it comes to appearance, Mu Hanyan can definitely be called a country and a city. However, when he was in the Holy Court Continent, his reputation was too big. Ordinary swordsmen and swordsmen only look up to them. Who dares to give birth to a blasphemous heart, and his strength is higher. Most of the cultivators of her are obsessed with cultivating without distractions, so they only admire and admire her, and have nothing to do with her.

However, Long Wudang didn't take Mu Hanyan's strength into account at all, and his temper was frivolous, so he naturally began to think about it.

"What are you doing out, go back quickly!" An Xiaxin's expression changed, she shouted to Mu Hanyan, and at the same time gave a wink.

Although Long Wudang was entangled and wanton and frivolous, An Xiaxin knew that no matter how she said she was the left priest of Huayu Temple, Long Wudang did not dare to go too far, it was nothing more than humiliating in front of everyone. A few words, step by step to force myself into submission. But Mu Hanyan was different. Regardless of her status and strength, she had absolutely no capital to compete with Long Wudang. If Long Wudang really wanted to force her to go to Tianyang City, she was afraid that she couldn't even find a place to reason.

Seeing the anxiety in An Xiaxin's eyes and the look she handed over, Mu Hanyan's heart moved slightly: This Zuo Priest is not bad.

"I've come here, what are you going to do when you go back?" Long Wudang looked at Mu Hanyan fascinatedly, and said with a strange smile, "I haven't even passed the door, so I'm starting to get jealous, I like it, hehe. "

"That's what it is, and I don't care what the young master's identity is. She can be seen by the young master as a blessing that she has cultivated in several lifetimes. Of course, she is scrambling to give her a hug." The five-short stature thief smiled. said.

The people around him also burst into laughter.

It was the first time in Mu Hanyan's life that he was teased like this, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, revealing a murderous intent.

"Little lady, don't worry, when I finish hurting your left priest, it will naturally be your turn." Long Wudang laughed even more unscrupulously, as frivolous as he wanted to be.

"Qiang..." Mu Hanyan slowly drew out the Hanxiao sword, feeling her anger, the sword edge let out a chilling hum.

The laughter all around stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise.

At this time, Mu Hanyan's face was like frost, and that beautiful face was even more murderous. Although An Xiaxin is also known for her beauty and serenity, but more often, she is reserved and sometimes even contrived, but looking at Mu Hanyan makes people feel a deep sense of sympathy. It was so cold that one could not even look directly at it.

Just when everyone was stunned, Mu Hanyan had already slashed out with one sword.

Although he had just passed the baptism and had not yet had the time to take the rank assessment, Mu Hanyan himself did not know what the realm of the priest's strength was, but the power and energy from the Soul Stone were integrated into one, and it also contained the fact that he had just refined a Part of the mysterious yellow energy would not be too weak if you think about it.

In addition, she has pure power comparable to the ninth-order swordsman, and she may not be able to defeat the ninth-order god priest by surprise. It is also out of such confidence that she will come forward.

All the hearts and minds are condensed in this sword. The bright sword light, like a flash of lightning, split the sky, not to mention the power of this sword, the momentum alone is enough to make people tremble.

Long Wudang's eyelids twitched, and there was a fear in his heart that he had never felt before. He involuntarily let go of An Xiaxin's hand and flew back.

Just as he flew back and retreated, a red light flashed on the Han Xiao sword, and a... a flame about the size of a little finger floated out.

That's right, this flame is indeed only the size of a little finger, which is much weaker than the flame of a candle. It flies lightly, swaying with the wind, like a ghost fire floating on a lonely grave at night. Blocking.

"Fireball!" Everyone around was dumbfounded.

Although it is said to be the magic of controlling fire, it only sounds like a bluff. In fact, because of its low power, this most superficial priest magic is also called fireball by the priests.

When I saw Mu Hanyan's sword blowing like a thunderbolt just now, let alone Long Wudang, everyone around was also shocked. Although the priests of Huayu Temple were full of shame and anger, they hated Long Wudang, but they were afraid that Mu Hanyan would kill him with a sword. In Huayu City, their guards were not strong enough to go back and they couldn't communicate with each other. For a while, everyone's back was soaked with a layer of cold sweat.

But who would have thought that the thunder was loud and the rain was small, so the sword with great thunder, and finally the fireball technique came out. No, the fireball technique is a compliment to her. This is clearly the flame technique. Looking at the entire continent of gods, I am afraid that no priest can perform such a weak priest magic.

Mu Hanyan was also embarrassed. Originally, he wanted to do a fire fighting technique first, and then rely on the tyrannical strength of a ninth-rank swordsman to make up for a martial arts technique unexpectedly. Who knew that such a small trick would appear. Huo Miao, the backhand left behind is not easy to shoot.

But after all, it was the first time to use priest magic, so Mu Hanyan was not too disappointed.

Long Wudang stopped abruptly, stared at him, and watched the small flame slowly fly to his eyes, his face instantly swollen red.

The son of the chief priest of the dignified Tianyang Temple, the ninth-order priest of the gods, and the famous Longyang son of Tianyang City, was actually scared off by a mere fireball technique... oh no, it was a flame technique.

"The little girl who doesn't know the heights of the sky, I won't give you a good look today. You don't know which way the gate of the temple opens." Long Wudang became angry, and suddenly pulled out his long sword, cursing and screaming. A sword slashed towards the small flame.

Although it was impossible for this small flame to hurt him at all, it would still be a great humiliation for him if he was allowed to fly in front of him.