Chapter 1745 1746 Then We Bully Back

In fact, Mu Hanyan had no choice. She didn't know what level of power contained in this fireball was equivalent to that of a priest of the gods, and what kind of magic she could perform, but Sikong Qinglan threw her a few small books. Booklet, except for this fireball, she has nothing else to do.

Seeing Long Wudang being blown away by this terrifying fireball, Long Wudang's gang of followers were all dumbfounded and stayed in place.

Mu Hanyan was not in a daze. Although after several exercises, she became more and more skilled at fighting fire magic, and finally displayed this amazingly powerful fireball, but the spiritual energy accumulated in her body was also exhausted. When she got angry, she no longer had the power to resist.

While you are sick, I will kill you! This truth, Miss Mu has long since acquired the essence.

With the muffled sound of "Bang", Long Wudang had already smashed to the ground heavily, and he felt dizzy and his eyes were full of gold stars. Before he could wake up, Mu Hanyan quickly rushed to his side, rolled up his sleeves, and cracked. Just a punch.

"Why didn't you just bully us just now? I'll tell you what's wrong, it's nothing, we just bully us back." Mu Hanyan took the time to mock while playing.

Her spiritual power was exhausted, but she still had martial arts, and she had pure power that was no weaker than that of a ninth-rank swordsman.

Although Miss Mu has seldom dealt with people like this since she had Huayue Zirong and a few gold medal fighters, she still has a lot of experience under the influence of her eyes and ears.

Soon, in front of the dilapidated temple, Long Wudang's screams were heard.

"Stop, stop, you dare to beat up the unworthy son!" Seeing the brutality of Mu Hanyan's attack, the gang of servants only felt numb behind them, but they rushed forward, and several priests and gods with different lights At the same time, Shu also blasted behind Mu Hanyan.

Suddenly, a figure rushed over, carrying a large stone slab like a tortoise shell on its back. The few priests' divine arts slammed on the stone slab like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was not even the slightest ripple.

"Hahahaha, that's exactly what I thought." Ling Baobao had already raised the big turtle shell in the complacent laughter. With a bang, the five-short-stature attendant had been smashed to the ground, and two nosebleeds shot into the sky.

"Noisy, it's so noisy, do you want anyone to sleep?" He stopped, and the frantic voice of Little Rui Beast sounded, and a streamer flashed by, and in the muffled sound of bang, bang, bang, a group of people came around. The attendants fell to the ground.

That's all, obviously he couldn't vent the anger of the little auspicious beast, the little guy jumped and jumped, and he was a sea-bian at the few followers who didn't understand what was going on.

Ling Baobao also rolled up his sleeves, held the turtle shell, and joined the battle group happily. Don't look at this guy's strength, but when he moves his hands, he is also very experienced. Every punch and every kick falls on the part that is not fatal but most sensitive to pain. Head smashed all over the place.

As a result, the wailing sounded outside the temple gate one after another, Long Wudang and the gang of followers he brought were beaten and crawled, each with a bruised nose and a swollen face like a pig's head, if it weren't for the cloud pattern embroidered on the sacrificial robe Who is who.

Looking at the violent two people and one pig, An Xiaxin and the others were already stunned, or in other words, stunned, their mouths were slightly opened, and they couldn't return to their senses for a long time.

"Where did you find these two guys?" After a long time, An Xiaxin rubbed her eyes and asked Sikong Qinglan in a daze.

Sikong Qinglan shook his head, he didn't expect it would end like this. This Mu Hanyan, this baby Ling, and by the way, that little piglet, is really too strong, too cruel, too violent!

However, he likes it! ! !