Just when his long sword had just cut halfway, "Boom", the small flame suddenly went out, and the light and shadow that flashed at the last moment were like a mocking smile.
Long Wudang's sword froze in the air. His flushed face turned purple, and he felt as if he had been fooled severely again.
"Pfft!" Shen Yuhe and a young priestess couldn't help laughing when they saw Long Wudang's blushing dull look.
Even Long Wudang's subordinates found him funny when they saw his appearance, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud.
"I'll kill you!" Even though they didn't laugh out loud, Long Wudang still felt the smile in their eyes, he was furious for a while, and flew towards Mu Hanyan with a sword.
The black robe was hunting, the speed was as fast as a black streamer.
And the khaki-yellow aura also came out through the sword, condensing into a huge stone cone, bringing heavy pressure to people, but also full of biting murderous intent.
"Be careful!" An Xiaxin, Shen Yuhe, and Sikong Qinglan shouted.
Just how could Mu Hanyan's cute and weak little flame just now be able to withstand the angry blow of the ninth-level god priest, and at the same time as he exclaimed, the three of them flew out.
It's a pity that their strength is still a bit weaker than that of Long Wudang. Shen Yuhe and Sikong Qinglan were injured just now, but it was too late to make a hasty move.
Seeing that the stone cone condensed by the sword light was getting closer and closer to Mu Hanyan, all three of them felt a chill in their hearts.
Although he had the experience of fighting Kang Qingyuan, Long Wudang's speed still surprised Mu Hanyan, and he subconsciously cut out with a sword. With the experience just now, this time, Mu Hanyan's fire control magic is naturally more proficient.
I saw a red light flashing, 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 livid, this flame was simply a humiliation to him. Letting the 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 it was impossible for him to make the previous mistakes to seek self-humiliation.
The stone cone condensed by the sword light was getting closer and closer to Mu Hanyan, and the small flame was naturally getting closer and closer to Long Wudang. Suddenly, there was a clear "huh", and the small flame suddenly It rose against the wind, and in an instant, it turned into a fireball the size of a washbasin.
"Ah!" Long Wudang was totally defenseless, he was hit on the head by the fireball, his whole head was engulfed by the raging flames, he let out a shrill scream, and then his body flew out.
When the mind was confused, the stone awl condensed by the sword light also slowed down immediately, and was easily dodged by Mu Hanyan, flying more than ten feet away and then shattered.
Everyone around was surprised. No one expected such a result. Wasn't it a small flame just now, why suddenly it turned into a big fireball.
"Young Master, Young Master, how are you doing?" After a while, the followers just woke up from a dream and quickly embraced him.
"Get out, get out!" Long Wudang jumped up from the ground and pushed everyone away.
"Bitch, you dare to cheat!" Long Wudang pointed at Mu Hanyan, trembling with anger.
Although it was discovered that it was not good enough to activate the spiritual power to protect the whole body in time, it was caught off guard and it was still half a beat behind. Just like being struck by lightning.
Only then did the others faintly understand that the little flame earlier was actually Mu Hanyan's intentional use to paralyze Long Wudang, and her real strength was behind it.
What a cunning priest, what a scheming man. 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 little flame before was purely the first time to use the priest's magic, and she was not skilled enough.
"How dare you play with me, Long Wudang, I'm going to kill you, kill you!" Long Wudang shook his head vigorously, threw out a wisp of green smoke, and rushed towards Mu Hanyan again.
If the previous sentence of killing you was just a vent of anger, then at this time Long Wu was so angry that he wanted to kill. With that roar, the brilliance of the long sword bloomed, dazzling people for a while.
This time, An Xiaxin, Sikong Qinglan, and Shen Yuhe were already prepared and flew out at the same time.
Although Mu Hanyan taught Long Wudang a lesson by relying on his ingenuity and resourcefulness, the so-called Fire Control Art, that is, the Fireball Art, is only the most superficial priest art, how could it be really comparable to the ninth-level god priest? The dragon has nothing to contend with.
However, at the same time as they were leaving, Mu Hanyan took the lead with a faster speed, and slashed out with another sword.
Flames...see you again!
An Xiaxin, Sikong Qinglan and the others broke out in cold sweat, and this trick again, are you acting like a fool
When Long Wudang's followers saw An Xiaxin and the others make a move, they were also ready to do so, but when they saw Mu Hanyan was ahead, they stopped immediately. The young master's lungs are exploding, let him vent his anger himself, they made a rash move, which only annoyed him.
As priests, of course they also know that this kind of fireball technique is just the lowest level priestly magic technique. Just now Long Wudang was tricked by the other party and suffered a bit of a loss when he was unprepared. suffer.
"It's this trick again, courting death!" Seeing this faint little flame, Long Wudang felt even more humiliated, roared furiously, and slashed at the flame with his sword.
Everyone knows that this is just the lowest level of priestly magic, but after all, he suffered a loss and lost face before, this time he will not be as careless as before.
Of course, he didn't take Mu Hanyan's strength seriously. If he had taken precautions, it wouldn't be a big joke that even a dignified ninth-level god priest couldn't deal with a mere junior priest who just started.
"My lord, teach her a lesson!" A group of followers behind him yelled to cheer 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. up open. I saw a huge fireball with a diameter of nearly ten feet, which instantly submerged Long Wudang.
"You, cheating again... ah..." Before Long Wu could finish speaking, he screamed and was blown away.
Everyone was dumbfounded again, and even An Xiaxin, who was left behind by Mu Hanyan, stopped subconsciously.
Even though they are behind Mu Hanyan, they can still feel the great power contained in this huge fireball. This is not something that an entry-level priest who has just been baptized by God can display. Even if they try their best, it is nothing more than that. , and even worse. Of course, with their strength, it is impossible to use such a low-level fireball technique.