"Then what should I do with the guard who injured my Huayu Temple?" Mu Hanyan said coldly.
"It's just two guards. In front of the noble priests, they are no different from pariahs. Could it be that the priest is going to stand up for them?" Ou Mingzhi frowned and said disdainfully.
In his capacity, being able to condescend to apologize to Mu Hanyan is already very good, and even his followers felt strange, who did not expect Mu Hanyan to be so ignorant. Could it be that the two guards who are no different from the humble names want him to apologize to Young Master Ou Shi
Ou Mingzhi felt a little angry.
"Or to you, guards are no different from pariahs, but in Huayu Temple, we are friends, partners, and even relatives, not only guards, but also the people in the city." Mu Hanyan said with a straight face.
Hearing Mu Hanyan's words, An Xiaxin and the others were slightly moved. Because of the decline of these years, the original priests of the Huayu Temple and even the people in the city left their homes and went their separate ways. There are not many people left, and they depend on each other for their lives. It can be seen that you can pour into the temple to watch the excitement.
Therefore, just like what Mu Hanyan said, An Xiaxin and the others did not treat the guards as servants, and the common people were definitely not pariahs in their minds. However, it has not been long since Mu Hanyan came to Huayu Temple, and she was elected as the priest by the three high priests as soon as she came. Having such an idea moved all the priests.
As for those guards, they were moved to tears, and the common people were no exception.
"What a friend, as a priest of the temple, he is so disregarding his status to associate with the untouchables. It's no wonder that the Huayu Temple has fallen to what it is today." Ou Zhiming looked disdainful, "I listen to you, do you still want me Can you apologize to them?"
"No, what should I apologize for? I can't eat or drink." Mu Hanyan shook her head.
"Then what do you want?" Ou Mingzhi asked.
"Whoever hurts them, I will return them as they are. If our person hurts his left hand, I will hurt his left hand. If he hurts his right hand, I will hurt his right hand. By the way, I will charge some interest." Mu Hanyan smiled slightly and said .
"What? What did you say!"
Not only Ou Mingzhi and the others, but even An Xiaxin and the others were shocked.
Seeing that Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming were hurt by Ou Mingzhi and others, they were also full of anger, but they also knew that no matter their strength or status, today's Huayu Temple cannot compete with Lingyu Temple. When it comes to personal strength, None of them is Ou Zhizhi's opponent, so in their thinking, Mu Hanyan can force the other party to make an apology, which is already the best result, and it is enough to maintain the dignity of Huayu Temple.
Who knew that Mu Hanyan didn't want an apology at all, what she wanted was an eye for an eye, blood for blood.
"Presumptuous, do you know who you are talking to?"
"My young master appreciates how much face you give you. You really treat yourself like a green onion. You don't know how high you are." Ou Mingzhi's followers finally came back to their senses, and said with a sneer.
"This woman is obviously out of her mind, why should the young master talk nonsense with her, if she dares to talk nonsense, she will be destroyed directly." Someone even cursed and clamored.
"Mu Hanyan, I'll give you face. You really think I'm afraid you won't succeed. I'd like to see how you repay the money today, and how do you get back the interest?" Ou Zhiming finally got angry.
Although Mu Hanyan gave him an unprecedented sense of danger, but after all, he was only an eighth-rank god priest, so how could he be really afraid of her? He even felt it was a great humiliation to apologize to the two untouchables, let alone be threatened by her.
While speaking, Ou Mingzhi walked towards Wen Gaoren.
"Okay, then you can take a look." Mu Hanyan slowly drew out the long sword.
"Om!" A sword sound and dragon chant followed.
"Good sword!" Ou Zhiming secretly praised in his heart.
Based on his background and vision, he could tell at a glance that Mu Hanyan's sword was a rare magical weapon, and it might even be a divine weapon.
But it was precisely because of this reason that his mood relaxed. The dangerous intuition before should be because of this divine sword, otherwise, how could she feel uneasy with her cultivation of the eighth-level god priest.
Thinking about this again, Ou Zhiming couldn't help laughing at himself, how he became more and more timid, if he had known that her confidence came from this divine sword, why would he lower himself and talk so much nonsense to her.
"Looking for death!" Ou Zhiming snorted coldly, and slashed at Mu Hanyan with a single sword.
But with a good sword, he dared to threaten his own head. This Mu Hanyan was simply ignorant and fearless. At this moment, Ou Mingzhi wanted to engrave the words contempt on his forehead.
It's no wonder he has such an idea, just like the Holy Court Continent, the priests of the God's Continent also rely on long swords to release divine spells, a good saber, especially a saber with a very special artifact, the combat power Improving is of great benefit, but this is always the end, one's own cultivation is the foundation, the stronger the strength, the greater the power of the Excalibur.
In his opinion, Mu Hanyan is only an eighth-rank god priest after all. Even if the quality of the long sword in her hand is good, even if it is really a divine weapon, how powerful can she exert? Even though he is just a ninth-level god priest, his real combat power is far from that simple, and the sword he uses is also a family heirloom, even if it is not a divine weapon, it can be called a semi-divine weapon. He has never met an opponent.
Mu Hanyan dared to be arrogant in front of him with a good sword. Not only was the ignorant fearless, but he was simply humiliating himself.
"Bahuang... Shenyun!" Of course, Mu Hanyan saw Ou Mingzhi's disdain, but he didn't take it to heart at all. He focused all his attention and swung his sword.
This is the first time she has used this sword, and she doesn't know how powerful it is. In addition, Ou Zhizhi can easily injure Wen Gaoren, who is also a ninth-level god priest, so Mu Han Yan did not dare to underestimate the enemy.
I have to say that the name of this sword is still very domineering. Although she never thinks that she has the strength to compete with her young master, but hearing the name of the Eight Desolation God, Ou Mingzhi and his followers all became solemn. stand up.
Ou Zhizhi of the wind also put away his small-mindedness to some extent, his eyes flashed, the long sword whistled and trembled, and wind blades shot out through the sword, forming a highly concentrated whirlwind, and swept towards Mu Hanyan .