If Mu Hanyan is really the chosen successor of the god lord, it is really possible to kill them to prove his strength.
Dou Nanshan was obviously also very satisfied with his serious nonsense, looking at Mu Hanyan, his eyes showed a bit of complacency.
But alas, he got complacent too early.
"Kill!" Feng Qingyu suddenly swung his long sword and slashed forward, but the target was not Mu Hanyan, but the restrictive barrier behind her.
"Kill!" The descendants of God's Guardian, headed by Zhuang Ping'an and Sang Qinghe, also attacked at the same time, and the target was also the restrictive barrier behind her.
"Bahuang, Shenyun!" Mu Hanyan turned around suddenly, and slashed back with a sword.
Dou Nanshan and Zhu Qingjiu's smug smiles froze on their faces, and they were stunned at the same time.
According to their prediction, shouldn't these murderers vent all their anger towards the God Lord on her as soon as they see Mu Hanyan? But why, instead of attacking Mu Hanyan, they teamed up to attack the barrier.
How could they have such a tacit understanding? From their appearance to the present, it took only a moment, and under Dou Nanshan's fanfare, Mu Hanyan didn't even have a chance to speak.
How did they know that the fat man at the head was Mu Hanyan's master. He was still at a loss as to what was going on when he saw Mu Hanyan just now. Then, when he saw Mu Hanyan's sacrificial robe, he heard Dou Nanshan fanned the flames, with his experience, how could he not guess what was going on? Obviously, they wanted to kill Mu Hanyan with their own hands!
After thinking about it for a while, Feng Qingyu guessed that Mu Hanyan's status in the temple should not be low now, otherwise the two old priests would not have resorted to this method and just attacked her directly.
Therefore, Feng Qingyu did not recognize Mu Hanyan, but just winked, and led a group of guardian descendants of the gods to directly attack the restrictive barrier.
Mu Hanyan understood, how could she miss this opportunity.
She could see that the strength of Feng Qingyu and the others had not been suppressed too much, and it seemed that they had used a joint attack formation when they made the attack, the power should not be underestimated, plus her words, there is a great chance to break the restriction directly .
"Boom!" Even as Mu Hanyan expected, with their joint efforts, strange lights flickered, and the restriction suddenly broke.
"Not good!" Dou Nanshan and Zhu Qingjiu came back to their senses abruptly, seeing the strange splendors disappearing rapidly, they were so regretful that their intestines were almost green.
This restriction was originally placed by the God Lord himself. Even if Mu Hanyan, Feng Qingyu and others join forces, it will be difficult to break it by force, but they want to see Mu Hanyan die under the chaotic sword with their own eyes. prohibition.
According to their plan, Mu Hanyan's strength is not weak, and Feng Qingyu and the others have to fight with ten moves and eight moves to decide the winner. They also have enough time to completely seal the restriction, but they never expected that, Mu Hanyan didn't fight against the opponent at all, and reached a tacit understanding directly, and jointly broke the restriction.
In remorse, Zhu Qingjiu raised the magic staff again, wanting to forcibly seal the restriction, but how could Feng Qingyu give him this chance, as soon as the restriction was broken, she was the first to attack him.
The two of them are actually acquaintances. Back then when the God Lord imprisoned Feng Qingyu and others here, Zhu Qingjiu helped them. Enemies are jealous when they meet each other.
"Master, be careful, he is the priest of God's Blessing!" Mu Hanyan concentrated on sound transmission, reminding Feng Qingyu nervously.