At first, I thought that Mu Family Village was on this mountain peak, but the more I walked, the more I felt wrong. This is not a place where ordinary people can live. Even some low-level priests must find it difficult to survive here.
"I wanted you to live a little longer, but I didn't expect you to kill yourself." Behind him, a hoarse sneer suddenly sounded.
"Who is it!" Sikong Qinglan turned around abruptly. A man in a black robe and a black kerchief on his face slowly emerged.
Mu Hanyan stared at the person in front of her coldly. Although his face was covered with a black scarf, she could still see a sense of familiarity from his figure and the cold murderous intent in his eyes, and reaffirmed his previous affirmation. guess.
This Kang Qingyuan was cautious, even at this time, he still refused to show his true colors to others.
Kang Qingyuan ignored Sikong Qinglan and walked forward slowly.
"Stop, what do you want to do? We are the priests of the temple, and it is a death penalty to dare to offend!" Sikong Qinglan saw the unkindness in the other party's eyes, and quickly revealed his identity. It's a pity that he is wearing a shabby robe now, and he really can't see the majesty of the priest at all.
"Priest? I really don't know what the chief priest of the Huayu Temple thinks, but let a stunned young man like you become a prayer priest. Is it really so downcast that you can't even choose a decent person?" Have you come out?" The man in black on the opposite side said with disdain and sigh.
"You know who I am!" Sikong Qinglan was slightly taken aback.
At first, he thought that this person was a refugee murderer who was desperate to make a living. He didn't take it seriously because he didn't know their identities. Regardless of their status or strength, even the most vicious refugees cannot compare with the priests. I believe that as long as they reveal their identities, they will retreat in spite of difficulties.
Unexpectedly, the other party knew his identity well, and things might not be as simple as he imagined.
"I didn't want to kill you at first, but if you insist on getting involved with them, then you can't blame me." The man in black suddenly had murderous intent in his eyes, and he slashed at Sikong Qinglan with his sword.
Although Sikong Qinglan was shy, he was not stupid, and when he sensed something strange in his heart, he secretly made preparations. When he saw him make a move, he immediately drew his sword backhand to meet him.
One blue and one blue, two sword lights shot out through the sword, and then violently collided together, bursting out a dazzling and mysterious light and shadow.
Sikong Qinglan snorted, spat out a mouthful of blood, and staggered back.
As Mu Hanyan expected, although Sikong Qinglan's position is not low, he is still young after all, far from being Kang Qingyuan's opponent, and he was seriously injured with a single strike.
Kang Qingyuan was obviously not interested in wasting time on him, so he knocked him back with a sword, then ignored him again, and flew towards Mu Hanyan to attack.
"Be careful!" Ye Yi'an shouted instinctively, took a step forward, and slashed at Kang Qingyuan with his sword.
The crimson light, also burning like a flame, swept towards Kang Qingyuan.
It can be seen that Ye Yi'an's foundation has been laid extremely solidly. Although the realm has not improved much in the past thousand years and has remained at the realm of the ninth-level god priest, his actions are calm and dignified, and there is a bit of a sense of master.
"It's no wonder that you have been able to protect the Mu clan for so many years, and you really have some strength. Unfortunately, you are too old." Kang Qingyuan's eyes showed a bit of admiration.
"Endless cold winter, give me the power of ice and snow, the music of ice!" Immediately, Kang Qingyuan's eyes turned cold, and he chanted in a low voice, and struck out the Taoist sword formula with his left hand.
In an instant, the surrounding air became icy cold, and countless ice crystals danced with the wind, flying towards Ye Yi'an head-on.
Ye Yi'an's sword glow, which was like a flame, suddenly became dim. Under the sword glow that was like flying ice and snow, he only supported for a moment before being shaken back again and again.
What Kang Qingyuan said was right, he was indeed too old, he had already reached the limit of his life, he only persisted until now by constantly taking pills, how could he display his strength in his heyday.
Mu Hanyan supported Kang Qingyuan, and his expression became dignified.
Although he had long expected that Ye Yi'an and Sikong Qinglan were not Kang Qingyuan's opponents, he did not expect that they would lose so quickly and so cleanly. It seemed that he still underestimated Kang Qingyuan. I thought he was at the bottom among the high priests of the Fengcheng Temple, but now it seems that he is probably higher than Wen Rongsong and Liang Gubai. It's all just pretending to be so abused that you have no strength to fight back.
Originally, because of the presence of an outsider like Sikong Qinglan, Mu Hanyan wanted to wait for the most suitable opportunity before making a move. Now it seemed that she might not be able to wait any longer. Her hand slowly closed on the hilt of the sword.
"Why, do you still want to fight with me? Are you qualified?" Seeing the fighting spirit in Mu Hanyan's eyes, Kang Qingyuan couldn't help laughing.
Although Mu Hanyan taught them a harsh lesson with those formations in the Fengcheng Temple based on his innate understanding of the power of laws, but he would never believe that the little girl in front of him had fought against him Qualifications.
"My lord!" Mu Tu also rushed forward at this time, supporting Ye Yi'an with one hand, and drew out his gleaming butcher's knife with the other.
However, even Ye Yi'an and Sikong Qinglan were not Kang Qingyuan's opponents, and his martial arts skills were completely ignored.
"Hurry up, I'll block him!" At this moment, Sikong Qinglan took a few steps forward and stood in front of Mu Hanyan in a flash.
Both Mu Hanyan and Ye Yi'an were slightly startled. As long as Sikong Qinglan is not a fool, he should be able to tell who the other party is after. Shouldn't his best choice now be to turn around and run away
"Hurry up, why are you still standing there?" Turning her head slightly, seeing Mu Hanyan and the others in a daze, Sikong Qinglan became even more anxious.
"I don't know how to live or die!" Kang Qingyuan snorted coldly, and once again slashed at Sikong Qinglan with his sword.
"Let's go, let's go!" Sikong Qinglan yelled twice, and flew up fiercely, the long sword stabbed straight at Kang Qingyuan's vitals, looking at the intent of the sword, it turned out to be the posture of killing both of them.
Mu Hanyan was even more puzzled. After careful calculation, they only knew Sikong Qinglan for a few days, and most of them were still in the carriage without seeing each other. No exaggeration, how could this guy work so hard for them
"Be careful!" Ye Yi'an also had the same doubts in his heart, but the doubts were all doubts, but he couldn't bear to see Sikong Qinglan take a breath and attack at the same time because of the tragic death of the few of them.
When the sword lights intersected, a burst of radiance erupted. Ye Yi'an and Sikong Qinglan groaned at the same time, and flew back like kites with broken strings.