Chapter 1743

Although mu Hanyan was wearing the same robe as an Xiaxin and others, he didn't embroider the white cloud pattern which symbolizes equal rank. Obviously, he had just passed the examination of the priest, and he didn't have an entry-level priest.

This kind of small role dares to threaten itself. It's just that the ignorant are fearless.

"Just a novice priest, dare to threaten our Longyang childe's head. I don't know how to live or die!" Long Wudang's followers are also contemptuous.

"Childe, I see this wench although lengtoulengnao, but it looks pretty good, or simply also accept to do the door side room." That five short stature's attendant is at present a bright, evil smile to the dragon have no when say.

"Well, it's a good idea. Anyway, it's all one-way houses. One more room means one more room." Long Wudang looked up and down at the cold smoke, and the amazing color appeared in his eyes, followed by a burst of evil light.

When it comes to looks, mu Hanyan can definitely be said to have a great reputation. However, when he was in the holy land, he was so famous that ordinary swordsmen and swordsmen only looked up to him. Who dares to be blasphemous? Most of the practitioners with higher strength are obsessed with her cultivation, so they just admire her, but they don't think too much of her.

But long Wudang didn't pay attention to Mu Hanyan's strength at all, and he was frivolous, so naturally he began to think askew.

"What are you doing out there? Go back!" Anxiaxin's face changed, and she drank to Mu Hanyan. At the same time, she gave her eyes quietly.

Although he is entangled and frivolous by long Wudang, an Xiaxin knows that he is the left priest of Huayu temple. Long Wudang doesn't dare to do too much. He just humiliates himself in front of everyone and forces him to submit step by step. But mu Hanyan is different. No matter her status or strength, she has no capital to compete with long Wudang. If long Wudang really forces her to go to Tianyang City, I'm afraid she can't even find a reasonable place.

Seeing anxiousness in Anxia Xin's eyes and her eyes, mu Hanyan moved slightly in his heart: This left priest is not bad.

"It's all here. What are you doing back?" Long Wu looked at mu Hanyan and said with a strange smile, "it's not even through the door, so I'm jealous. I like it, hehe."

"That's what it is, and it doesn't depend on the identity of the young master. She can be regarded by the young master as a blessing that has been cultivated for several generations. Of course, she is fighting to throw herself in her arms." Five short stature's small fellow thief said with a smile.

There was also a burst of laughter around.

Mu Hanyan was teased like this for the first time in his life. The cold light in his eyes flashed, revealing a murderous opportunity.

"Don't worry, little lady. When I finish hurting you, it will be your turn." Dragon Wudang is laughing unbridled, to be more frivolous how frivolous.

"Qiang..." Mu Hanyan slowly draws out the Hanxiao sword and feels her anger. The front of the sword gives out a hum of killing.

All around the laughter suddenly stopped, and everyone was surprised to see mu Hanyan.

At this time, the face of the cold smoke is like frost, and the beautiful face is even more fierce. Although an Xiaxin is also famous for her beauty and coldness, most of the time she is reserved, sometimes even artificial. Looking at the cold smoke, she makes people feel a chill from the bottom of her heart, and even makes people dare not look directly at her.

Just when everyone was stunned, mu Hanyan had already cut out with one sword.

Although he has just passed the baptism, and has not yet come to the rank examination, mu Hanyan himself does not know what kind of realm the priest's strength is. However, the strength and energy from the spirit stone are integrated, which also contains a part of the xuanhuang Qi that has just been refined. I don't think it will be weak.

In addition, she has the pure power of the Ninth level swordsman. Unexpectedly, she may not be able to defeat the Ninth level God priest. It is out of such self-confidence that she will come forward.

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

Long Wudang's eyelids jump, and the fear in his heart is unprecedented. He can't help but release an Xiaxin's hand and fly back.

Just as he stepped back, the red light on Hanxiao sword flashed, and A flame about the size of a little finger floated out.

There is no mistake. This flame is only the size of a little finger. It is much weaker than the flame of a candle. It flies lightly and sways with the wind, just like a ghost fire floating on a lonely grave at night. It makes people feel blocked.

"Fireball!" The crowd around was also stunned.

Although it may be said that it is the magic of fire control, it just sounds like a bluff. In fact, because of its small power, the most superficial priestly magic is also called fireball by the priests.

Just now, the momentum of Mu Hanyan's sword was like thunder. Let alone the dragon, the people around him were also shocked. Although all the priests in Huayu temple were ashamed and resentful, they hated longwudang, but they were really afraid that mu Hanyan would kill him with a sword. He couldn't explain to them. Longwudang's followers were worried that longwudang would die in Huayu city. They didn't have enough protection to go back and they couldn't deliver. For a moment, all of them were sweating.But who would have thought that if the thunder was small and the heavy rain was small, then fireball came out in the end. No, fireball was a compliment to her, which was obviously flame. If you look at the whole land of God, I'm afraid no priest can use such weak priestly magic.

Mu Hanyan was also ashamed. Originally, he wanted to use the fire control skill first, and then use the nine level strength of the comparable swordsman to make up the martial arts skill unexpectedly. Who knows that such a small fire is coming out, and it's hard for him to get rid of it.

But after all, it was the first time to use the divine skill of the priest, and mu Hanyan was not too disappointed.

Long Wudang stops his steps and stares at the small flame, which slowly flies to his eyes. His face suddenly turns red.

The son of the chief priest of Tianyang temple, the nine level God priest, and the famous Longyang childe of Tianyang City, was killed by a mere fireball Oh, no, it's a flame technique that scares you away. It's not going to be laughed off.

"I don't know where the gate of the temple is going if I don't give you some strength today." Long Wudang became angry. He took out his sword and swore. He chopped the sword toward the small flame.

Although this small flame could not hurt him at all, it would still be a great shame for him to let it fly in front of him.

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