Mu Hanyan's heart trembled a little. Although these gangsters were approaching menacingly, none of them yelled loudly. Sitting on the horse at this time, their complexion was even calmer, and their backs were as straight as guns. Obviously, these gangsters were more bloody than old. The wind guys are much stronger.
"This is the Huayu Temple, which is known as one of the oldest temples in the mainland. It turned out to be nothing more than that." The leading man in a black cloak looked around the Huayu Temple and said as if no one else was there.
This tall and thin man looked like a skeleton, with a scar stretching from his left forehead to the right corner of his mouth, making him even more ferocious.
After speaking, he turned his eyes to Mu Hanyan and the others.
"You are the officiant of the Flower Rain Temple, take your people out, and I will spare your death. If anyone resists, everyone will be executed, and no one will be spared!" Mu Hanyan in the middle spoke in an unquestionable voice, and didn't even bother 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 was also his duty to arrest the rogues in the country, so he ignored Mu Hanyan. Besides, the enmity between Mu Hanyan and Long Wudang was after all only an internal dispute within the temple. Facing the intrusion of rogues, of course it was the first to attack the outside world.
"Aren't you from the Huayu Temple?" The leader of the bandits really had good eyesight, and he could tell at a glance that the logo on Zhuge Qiu's sacrificial robe was different from that of Mu Hanyan and others.
"My seat, Zhuge Qiu, is the punishment priest of Tianyang Temple!" Zhuge Qiu said proudly.
"You are Zhuge Qiu. I have heard about you. I heard that Shi Zhenqing and Tian Buzhuo died at your hands?" the leader of the bandits asked.
"That's right, it's good that you know, you should be honest and get caught, or wait for me to make a move." Zhuge Qiu said, with a clear look of pride 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 his crimes were exposed, and later became a bandit. After all, he was born in one of the five great temples. Because, but the real combat power is much stronger than ordinary priests of the same rank. For a long time, even the Temple of Life was unable to 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 in the territory under the jurisdiction of the Temple of Life. When it comes to his reputation back then, he is much bigger than Chen Xuefeng. But he met Zhuge Qiu, and together with his thirteen guards, he was completely killed by Zhuge Qiu.
Although many bandits died at the hands of Zhuge Qiu over the years, Shi Zhenqing and Tian Buzhuo were the most famous among them, and these were the two major achievements he was most proud of. Even whenever he recalled those two bitter battles, he couldn't help but feel his blood surging.
"Very good, I, Xiang Qiu, will not kill an unknown person, and your reputation will not disgrace the long sword in my hand." The bandit leader seemed to have not heard what he said at all, and nodded in satisfaction.
"Xiang Qiuzhan!" An Xiaxin, Shen Yuhe and the others gasped at the same time, and Zhuge Qiu's expression changed slightly. On the contrary, the others didn't respond, and it seemed that they had never heard of his name.
Mu Hanyan's expression also became dignified. Xiang Qiuzhan is not comparable to a rogue like Shi Zhenqing, Tian Buzhuo or Chen Xuefeng. He is one of the most mysterious and powerful rogues in the entire God's Continent.
No one knows his origin, and no one knows how strong he is. As far as Mu Hanyan knows, Xiang Qiuzhan's real fame came about in the last three years. In just three years, hundreds of priests died in his five temples and more than 60 temples under them. men.
Although not all of them are strong, even killing hundreds of priests, the major temples have nothing to do with him, but it can also prove that his strength is terrifying.
What is even more puzzling is that the land under the jurisdiction of the five great temples is not a whole. Although it is not completely divided, it is only disconnected. It is extremely difficult for the priests of the temple to go to other continents. Xiang Qiuzhan frequently haunts The place under the jurisdiction of the five great temples has repeatedly killed the priests of the major temples. Even the five great temples don't know how he did it.
It is precisely for this reason that the major temples have nothing to do with him.
Because this person was too mysterious and ferocious, he was afraid of causing panic, so the five major temples ordered to block the news, and only the high priests of the temples received orders to take strict precautions.
The Huayu Temple has long been thrown aside by the divine master to fend for itself, but such a major event will of course receive orders, so Mu Hanyan, An Xiaxin and others have also heard of his name.
"Master Zhuge, now it's my turn to ask, should we wait for the killing honestly, or wait for me to strike?" Xiang Qiuzhan said with a mocking smile on his ferocious face.
"Dare to be so insolent in front of Lord Zhuge, court death!" Long Wudang closed the folding fan with a bang, flew towards Xiang Qiu and slapped his palm.
He came today to find Mu Hanyan to avenge his blood hatred. On the way here, he had imagined countless times that Mu Hanyan was defeated by Zhuge Qiu and imprisoned and begged for mercy. The humiliation that Mu Hanyan brought to herself was returned to her ten times and a hundred times.
Who knew that Zhuge Qiu was about to make a move, but these blind rogues came to disrupt the situation, causing him to have to wait a little longer, he couldn't help but burst into anger, and just wanted to teach Xiang Qiuzhan a lesson.
Of course, the last time he lost face too much, he somewhat wanted to show his strength to save face.
It has to be said that, as the son of the chief priest of Tianyang Temple, Long Wudang's strength is actually pretty good. After deliberately showing off, his figure flutters like a windbreaker, giving him a somewhat romantic and suave feeling.
"Okay! Young Master, you have a good body." The group of priests he brought shouted loudly.
"So handsome, young master, so handsome!" A young attendant with a fair complexion, thin skin and tender flesh even had peach blossoms in his eyes, and praised drunkenly while covering his chin with his little hand.
Mu Hanyan felt goosebumps all over her body rustling down. This Mr. Longyang is not as good as his name, he really has that kind of habit. And it's a little early for these dog legs to flatter.
"Be careful!" Zhuge Qiu originally thought that as Long Wudang, he should know Xiang Qiuzhan's name, so he never expected that he would rush forward so recklessly.
How did he know that as soon as Long Aoli received the decree, he copied a copy for his precious son and told him to be more careful, but Long Wudang was ignorant, used to being arrogant, and How could he take a rogue to heart? He had already forgotten who Xiang Qiuzhan was.