Their movements are not slow, but there are others who are faster. Almost at the same time as Mu Hanyan uttered the word "kill", Mutu had already led his tribe towards the bandits like a tiger down the mountain.
Seeing Xiang Qiu beheaded to death, no matter how well-trained these gangsters were, they still couldn't have fighting spirit. They all retreated, but even if they retreated, they didn't huddle together. It was indeed better than Chen Xuefeng's gang Bloodwind Bandit is much stronger.
But when they saw Mu Tu and others rushing forward, they couldn't help pulling the reins and slowing down.
In the past few years, he followed Xiang Qiuzhan to plunder everywhere, not to mention civilians, and hundreds of priests died in their hands. Only this time, when he came to the Huayu Temple, not only did he not get any benefits, but he almost wiped out the whole army. Even Xiang Qiuzhan died on the spot.
In addition to being terrified, they inevitably felt a little unwilling. If it was priests who took the shot, they might not have the courage to fight back, but even a bunch of ordinary people dared to chase up and kill them, it really felt like being bullied by dogs.
"They are not afraid of death, so they want to take a few heads today to comfort Brother Xiang's spirit in heaven." A rogue with a fierce face licked his lips and said.
"That's right, you can't just watch your brothers and Brother Xiang die in vain." Another rogue also said cruelly.
After finishing speaking, he reined in the horse, raised his long knife, and flew towards the Mu Tu who was rushing forward.
The eyes of the others were also filled with resentment and hatred. They held their weapons tightly and rushed to kill those civilians who were holding hoes and shovels and seemed vulnerable to them.
They didn't know that a momentary impulse made them lose their last chance to escape.
"Ch... Chi..." There was a crisp sound, accompanied by a light sound like cloth being torn apart, the rogue who made the first move was knocked to the ground by the wooden butcher, the long knife was broken in two, bloody Soar into the sky.
"Ah..." There was a scream, and the companion beside him was blasted into the air by a big hammer, and before he landed, he cut off his life.
There was one scream after another, and the strong smell of blood permeated the air, drifting away with the cold night wind.
An Xiaxin and the others subconsciously stopped in their tracks, looking at the scene in front of them in shock.
Although the strength of these rogues cannot be compared with high-ranking priests, they have wandered in the wasteland all year round and practiced martial arts. In terms of physical strength, they are far superior to ordinary priests. Except for An Xiaxin and Shen Yuhe, the other priests rely on divine skills , it is difficult to kill the opponent easily.
But in the face of such an enemy, Mu Tu and the others did not suffer at all. Perhaps their fighting skills were not as good as those of the rogues, but when it came to strength, they far surpassed each other.
Under the suppression of such power, the fighting skills of the rogues were useless, and they flew away at the touch of a button. In less than a quarter of an hour, hundreds of rogues fell to the ground.
Looking at the hoes and shovels that were raised high and then fell heavily, An Xiaxin even wondered if she had misread it. It was clearly a divine weapon passed down from ancient times, but it was just disguised as a farm tool, otherwise how could it be It is possible for a group of ordinary people to erupt with such terrifying power.
What kind of monsters are these Mu clan members!
"Master Zuo Priest, let's take action too." A young priest said eagerly, with hatred flashing in his eyes.
Seeing that the chief priest was in danger just now, whether it was the members of the Mu clan or the priests of the Huayu Temple, their hearts were raised in their throats. Seeing that the chief priest finally escaped safely and killed Xiang Qiuzhan in one fell swoop, their hearts It finally came to fruition. After the excitement and joy, there was boundless anger.
If the Lord Priest hadn't restored the god-given power of God, and if the Lord Priest hadn't been amazingly powerful, the Huayu Temple, which has been passed down for nearly a million years, would have been destroyed by the bandits, and they would have either died tragically under the butcher's knives of the bandits, or escaped. Surviving outside the city has become a disgrace in the eyes of all the priests, how can they not be angry, how can they not hate.
"When you shoot, be careful not to accidentally hurt your own people." An Xiaxin reminded.
Priest's magic is different from sword skills, it is difficult to control once it is shot, the Mu clan and the bandits are fighting together, she doesn't want to accidentally injure the friendly army.
"Don't worry, my lord, we know." A famous priest entered the battle group like a tiger out of the cage.
There were screams one after another, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger.
It was only then that An Xiaxin realized that they had no intention of using magic at all. They used martial arts, or more precisely, the Bahuang Shenyun taught by Mu Hanyan.
Although he couldn't comprehend the true mystery of the Eight Desolation God Meteor, he was a priest after all, and his aptitude was good no matter what. If he practiced it as a martial art, it was still much better than the martial arts practiced by ordinary civilians. More importantly, they have also drank the spring water condensed by the blood of the dragon clan. Even though their physical fitness is not strong enough, the dose is a little less, and their strength cannot compare with that of the Mu clan. Come but not worse than them.
"Are these really the priests of the Huayu Temple? What kind of monsters did the Lord Priest cultivate?" An Xiaxin looked at the one who was wearing a sacrificial robe but held up a long sword to slash and slash. The familiar figure who performed the magic spell couldn't help but think so, and then joined the battle group.
As the left priest, you can't work hard with your companions, so let's watch the fun by yourself. What's more, as the cries of fighting came to her ears, Priest Zuo couldn't help but her blood boiled, and she realized that the desire for violence was hidden in her body, and it seemed that she was no better than Shen Yuhe.
The battle was coming to an end, and in the end only three rogues were still fighting. Mu Hanyan couldn't see their faces at a distance. He only felt that these people were powerful. Come on, there is not much to do with them for a while.
"Prehistoric prehistoric times, the collapse of heaven and earth, the loss of life, God's pity for all things, cutting through chaos, the return of heaven and earth, the shifting of stars, and the peace of the world. The title of God is passed on to the world, the majesty of God is admired by all people, and the dignity of God is inviolable..." Mu Han Yan chanted again in a low voice, and played out the hand formula.
Although I have fought bloody battles with thousands of alien beasts in Beiningguan, I have long been used to the blood, but after all, they are alien beasts, not human beings. It still made Mu Hanyan feel uncomfortable.
What's more, these people are quite strong, and she doesn't want any accidents to happen to Mu Tu and others.
Just use God-given Tianwei to end the final battle.