Chapter 1744 1745 Very Funny

Just when his long sword had just been cut in half, "Boom", the small flame suddenly went out, and the light and shadow that flashed at the last moment looked like a mocking smile.

Long Wudang's sword froze in midair. The blushing complexion turned a little purple, and it felt as if someone had been fooled again.

"Pfft!" Seeing Long Wudang's blushing sluggish appearance, Shen Yuhe and a young priestess couldn't help laughing.

Even Long Wudang's subordinates felt amused when they saw his appearance, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud.

"I'll kill you!" Although they didn't laugh out loud, Long Wudang still felt the smile in their eyes, and he was furious for a while, and he flew towards Mu Hanyan with a sword.

That black robe was hunting, and the speed was as fast as a black streamer.

And the khaki-yellow aura also came out from the sword, condensing into a huge stone cone, which brought heavy pressure on people, but also filled with chilling murderous intent.

"Be careful!" An Xiaxin and Shen Yuhe, Sikong Qinglan shouted.

How could Mu Hanyan's cute little flame just now be able to resist the angry blow from the ninth-order god priest? At the same time as he exclaimed, the three of them flew out.

It's a pity that their strength is a bit worse than that of Long Wudang. Shen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan were injured again just now, but it was too late to make a hasty shot.

Seeing that the stone cone condensed by the sword light was getting closer and closer to Mu Hanyan, the three of them felt a chill in their hearts.

Although he had the experience of fighting against Kang Qing Yuanyuan, the speed of Long Wudang still surprised Mu Hanyan, and subconsciously, he slashed out with a sword. With the experience just now, this time, Mu Hanyan's fire-fighting magic is naturally more proficient.

I saw the red light flickering, and another flame flew out.

Flames, flames again... The hearts of Sikong Qinglan and the others fell into the ice valley.

Long Wudang's face was ashen, this flame was simply a humiliation for Chi Guoguo. Letting that flame fly towards him, Long Wudang didn't even bother to block it. Of course, such a small flame could not hurt him in the slightest, and he would never be able to make his previous mistakes to bring shame on himself.

The stone cone that the sword light condensed was getting closer and closer to Mu Hanyan, and the small flame was naturally getting closer and closer to Long Wudang. It rose against the wind, and in an instant, it turned into a fireball the size of a washbasin.

"Ah!" Long Wudang was completely defenseless, and was hit in the head by the fireball, his entire head was swallowed by the raging flames, he let out a shrill scream, and then his body flew out.

Spiritual thoughts were in chaos, and the stone cone condensed by the sword light also slowed down, was easily avoided by Mu Hanyan, flew more than ten feet, and then shattered.

Everyone around was surprised. No one expected such a result. Wasn't it a small flame just now, why did it suddenly become a big fireball.

"Young Master, Young Master, how are you?" Later, the group of followers woke up like a dream, and quickly embraced them.

"Get out, get out of here!" Long Wudang jumped up from the ground and pushed the crowd away.

"Bitch, you dare to cheat!" Long Wudang pointed at Mu Hanyan, his whole body trembling with anger.

Although it was found that something was wrong, he urged his spiritual power to operate his spiritual power to protect his whole body, but he was caught off guard and was still half a beat. Just like being struck by lightning.

Only then did the others vaguely understand that it turned out that the small flame was originally used by Mu Hanyan to paralyze Long Wudang on purpose, and the latter was her true strength.

Such a cunning priest, such a powerful scheming. Looking at Mu Hanyan, everyone's eyes changed slightly.

Mu Hanyan was a little helpless. This time, she really didn't use any scheming. The previous little flame was purely the first time she used the priest magic, and she was not skilled enough.

"How dare you play with me, Long Wudang, I want to kill you, kill you!" Long Wudang shook his head vigorously, threw out a plume of blue smoke, and charged towards Mu Hanyan again.

If the previous sentence of killing you was just a vent of anger, then Long Wushuang was so angry that he wanted to kill, and with that roar, the long sword brilliance bloomed, making people dazzled for a while.

This time, An Xiaxin, Sikong Qinglan, and Shen Yuhe were ready and flew out at the same time.

Although Mu Hanyan relied on his wit and resourcefulness to give Long Wudang a lesson, the so-called fire-controlling magic, also known as the fireball technique, is only the most superficial priest magic, how could it really be the same as the ninth-order god priest? The dragon is incompetent to contend.

However, just as they set off, Mu Hanyan grabbed the front at a faster speed and slashed out with another sword.

The flame... see the flame again!

An Xiaxin and Sikong Qinglan broke out in a cold sweat. It's this trick again. Do you think Long Wudang is a fool?

When Long Wudang's gang saw An Xiaxin's actions, they were also ready to do so, but when they saw that Mu Hanyan was in the lead, they immediately stopped. The young master's lungs were exploding with anger, so let him come out with this bad breath himself. They made a rash move, but they made him unhappy.

As priests, of course they also know that this fireball technique is only the lowest level of priestly magic. Just now, Long Wudang was tricked by the other party, and he suffered a little loss if he was not on guard. suffer.

"It's this move again, courting death!" Seeing this faint little flame, Long Wudang felt even more humiliated, roared furiously, and slashed out at the flame.

Everyone knows that this is only the lowest-level priest magic, but after all, he has lost face after suffering a loss, and this time he will not be as careless as before.

Of course, he didn't put Mu Hanyan's strength in his eyes. If he had taken precautions, the dignified ninth-order god priests couldn't take care of a mere junior priest who had just started. Wouldn't that be a big joke.

"Master, teach her a lesson!" A group of followers shouted and cheered him on.

But immediately, their eyes widened.

The fluttering little flame rose against the wind as they expected, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a fireball the size of a washbasin, and then, at the same time as Long Wudang slashed the sword, it slammed again. open. I saw a huge fireball with a diameter of nearly zhang, which instantly drowned Long Wudang.

"You, cheating again... ah..." Long Wudang was blasted out before he could finish his words.

Everyone was stunned again, even An Xiaxin, who was left behind by Mu Hanyan, stopped subconsciously.

Even though they were behind Mu Hanyan, they could still feel the huge power contained in this huge fireball. This is not something that a beginner priest who has just been baptized by God can display. , and even more so. Of course, with their strength, it is impossible to use such a low-level fireball technique.