Chapter 1780 1781 It's a Little Early to Flatter You

Mu Hanyan's heart was also slightly stunned. Although these rogues were aggressive, none of them shouted loudly. At this time, sitting on the horse, his face was even more calm, and his back was as straight as a gun. Obviously, these rogues were better than Chen Xue. The wind group is much stronger.

"This is the Huayu Temple, which is known as one of the oldest temples in the mainland. It turns out that it is nothing more than that." The big man in a black cloak looked around at the Huayu Temple, and said without anyone else.

This big man is tall and thin, and looks like a skeleton. A scar on his face is drawn from the left forehead to the right corner of his mouth, showing a bit of ferocity.

After he finished speaking, his eyes turned to Mu Hanyan and the others.

"You are the chief priest of Huayu Temple. Get out with your people. I will spare you all to die. If one person resists, all of them will be executed, and there will be no chickens and dogs!" In the middle, Mu Hanyan said in an unquestionable voice, not even bothering to ask Mu Hanyan's name.

"What a big tone!" Before Mu Hanyan could speak, Zhuge Qiu said with a sneer.

As a punishment priest, it is also his duty to arrest domestic rogues, so he also ignores Mu Hanyan. Besides, the feud between Mu Hanyan and Long Wudang was only an internal dispute in the temple after all. In the face of intrusion by rogues, of course, it was the first to blame the outside world.

"Aren't you from the Temple of Flower Rain?" The rogue leader's eyesight was really good, and at a glance he could see that the logo on Zhuge Qiu's sacrificial robe was different from Mu Hanyan and the others.

"This is Zhuge Qiu, the priest of Tianyang Temple discipline!" Zhuge Qiu said proudly.

"You are Zhuge Qiu. I have heard of you. I heard that Shi Zhenqing and Tian Buzhuo died in your hands?" asked the bandit leader.

"That's right, it's good if you know it. You can just do it with your hands, or wait for me to do it." Zhuge Qiu said, with a proud look on his face.

The Shi Zhenqing mentioned by the other party was originally a priest of the Temple of Life. He escaped from the temple because he was exposed as a traitor, and later became a rogue. After all, he was born in one of the five major temples. Although Shi Zhenqing was only a tenth-order priest of the gods For, but the real combat power is much stronger than ordinary priests of the same rank. For a long time, even the Temple of Life could not find his whereabouts and kill him. However, Zhuge Qiu found out his whereabouts and killed him after a bloody battle.

And Tian Buzhuo is one of the strongest rogues within the jurisdiction of the Temple of Life. When it comes to the name of the year, he is much bigger than Chen Xuefeng. However, he met Zhuge Qiu, and together with his thirteen guards, he was killed by Zhuge Qiu.

Although many rogues have died at the hands of Zhuge Qiu over the years, the most famous of them are Shi Zhenqing and Tian Buzhuo. These are the two achievements he is most proud of. Even every time he recalled those two hard battles, he couldn't help his blood surging.

"Very good, I, Xiang Qiuzhan, won't kill nameless people, and your name won't humiliate the long sword in my hand." The rogue leader seemed to have not heard what he was saying at all, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Xiang Qiuzhan!" An Xiaxin, Shen Yuhe and the others let out a sigh of relief at the same time, and Zhuge Qiu's expression changed slightly. On the contrary, the others did not respond, and it seemed that they had never heard of his name.

Mu Hanyan's expression also became solemn. Xiang Qiuzhan was not comparable to a rogue like Shi Zhenqing, Tian Buzhuo or Chen Xuefeng. He was one of the most mysterious and powerful robbers in the entire God Continent.

No one knew where he came from, and no one knew how strong he was. According to Mu Hanyan's knowledge, Xiang Qiuzhan's reputation has really risen, that is, in the past three years, in just three years, a total of hundreds of priests from the five major temples and their subordinate more than sixty temples died in his men.

Although not all of them are strong, but even killing hundreds of priests, the major temples have no way to take him, but it can also prove that his strength is terrifying.

What is even more incomprehensible is that the land under the jurisdiction of the five major temples is not a whole. Although it is not completely divided, it is only connected. It is extremely difficult for even the priests of the temple to travel to other continents. The jurisdiction of the five major temples has repeatedly killed the priests of the major temples, and even the five major temples do not know how he did it.

It is for this reason that the major temples have nothing to do with him.

Because this person was too mysterious and cruel, and worried about causing panic, the five major temples ordered to block the news, and only the high priests of the temples received orders to take strict precautions.

The Temple of Flower Rain had long been thrown aside by the God Lord to fend for itself, but of course, such a major event would also receive an order, so Mu Hanyan, An Xiaxin and others had also heard of his name.

"Lord Zhuge, now it's my turn to ask, should I be slaughtered honestly, or wait for me to take action?" Xiang Qiuzhan said with a sarcastic smile on his hideous face.

"How dare you be so arrogant in front of Lord Zhuge, courting death!" Long Wudang closed the folding fan with a snap, and flew towards Xiang Qiuzhan and slapped it with his palm.

He was here today to seek revenge for Mu Hanyan. On the way here, he had imagined countless times that Mu Hanyan was defeated by Zhuge Qiu and imprisoned and begged him for mercy. The humiliation that Mu Hanyan brought her was returned to her tenfold.

Who knew that Zhuge Qiu was about to start, but these rogues with short eyes came to disrupt the situation, so he had to wait a little longer, and he couldn't help but get angry, and just wanted to give Xiang Qiu Zhan a lesson.

Of course, the last time he lost face was too ruthless, and he had the idea of ​​showing his strength to save face.

It has to be said that as the son of the chief priest of the Tianyang Temple, Long Wudang's strength is actually quite good. Under the deliberate display, he can only see his figure fluttering like a windbreaker, and he has a sense of suaveness.

"Okay! Young master is good at moving." The priests he brought shouted loudly, flattering.

"So handsome, the son is so handsome!" A small attendant with a fair complexion and tender flesh even had peach blossoms in his eyes, and his little hands covered his chin and his eyes were blurred.

Mu Hanyan felt goosebumps all over his body falling down rustling, this Young Master Longyang wouldn't be as his name suggests, he really has that kind of hobby. And it's a bit early for these bastards to flatter.

"Be careful!" Zhuge Qiu thought that as Long Wudang, he should know Xiang Qiuzhan's name, so he never thought that he would rush up so recklessly.

How did he know that as soon as Long Aoli received the order, he copied a copy for his precious son, and told him to be careful, but Long Wudang was ignorant and arrogant, and he was used to it. How could he take a rogue in his heart, he had long forgotten who Xiang Qiuzhen was.