"What are you doing!" Mu Tu was not a good-tempered person to begin with. He had been repeatedly looked down upon by the other party and had been holding back some anger. When he was pushed by the other party, his anger rose up and he slapped the other party back.

He was tall and strong to begin with, and his strength became even stronger after practicing martial arts. The other party was sent to guard the temple gate, so of course his strength was not that strong. He was just a first-level divine priest. He was pushed by him without warning and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing Mu Tu taking action, there was an uproar behind him.

"How dare you be so rude to a priest!" Hearing the exclamations from all around, the young priest felt ashamed and angry. He drew out his sword and slashed at Mu Tu.

A faint ochre-colored light also emanated from the long sword, releasing a heavy aura.

Mu Hanyan's face changed slightly. In the past few days, she had gained some general understanding of the customs, taboos and laws of the temple. According to the temple laws, although priests could not kill people at will, if civilians dared to attack the priests first, even if they were killed, at most they would have to pay some money, and they would not even be punished. Therefore, this priest did not show mercy at all.

Although Mu Tu was quite powerful, how could he possibly contend with the temple priest? He instinctively wanted to dodge, but under the suppression of the heavy aura, his movements became unusually slow. Seeing the pale yellow sword shadow coming out of the sword and slashing towards his chest, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his dark face.

At the critical moment, a handsome figure suddenly rushed out of the carriage and attacked the priest.

The one who made the move was naturally Mu Hanyan. Originally, she hadn't wanted to act rashly, but she couldn't just watch Mu Tu die before her eyes. Furthermore, for her, this small chaos might not be an opportunity, so just before making her move, she quickly turned her head and whispered something to Ye Yian.

Although she couldn't use sword skills, Mu Hanyan had practiced martial arts for several days, so she naturally used martial arts at this time.

The young priest obviously didn't take her fighting skills seriously. Seeing Mu Hanyan attacking him, he snorted softly, "Hmph, another idiot looking for death. He learned a few mere fighting skills, and yet he dares to come to the priest and seek death!"

As he spoke, he swung his sword, and the ochre-colored aura suddenly changed direction, slashing towards Mu Hanyan head-on. This was the difference between the priest's divine arts and the sword art. A swordsman's swordsmanship couldn't change moves as easily as the priest's divine arts.

"Be careful!" Mu Tu exclaimed subconsciously, but then he felt that his worry was unnecessary. Even Kang Zihe was not a match for Mu Hanyan. The priest in front of him was also a first-level divine priest like Kang Zihe. How could he possibly hurt Mu Hanyan.

For fear of disturbing Mu Hanyan, Mu Tu exclaimed and quickly covered his mouth.

He knew Mu Hanyan's background, but others didn't. Seeing the ochre-colored sword light turning to slash towards Mu Hanyan, the two young priests showed cold smiles on their faces, while the young man at the back of the team exclaimed in a low voice, with pity in his eyes.

To put it bluntly, martial arts are just physical fitness techniques practiced by low-status untouchables who have no chance of becoming priests. How can they possibly compete with the divine arts of priests? Even if there are people in the legend who have practiced martial arts to the extreme and can compete with high-level priests, looking at the history of the Continent of Gods for millions of years, how many such people can there be? Besides, who knows whether the legend is true or not.

Anyway, the beautiful girl in front of him was doomed to die. Even if she didn't die, she would most likely be seriously injured, and it would be a question whether she could stand up again in her lifetime.

Some young people who were full of vigor and vitality even turned their heads away, unable to bear to watch any further.

But at this moment, the handsome figure in the sight suddenly shook, drew a graceful and incredible arc, and actually brushed past the sword light at the critical moment. The next moment, the white fist had hit the young priest's face heavily.

"Wow" nosebleed and tears spurted out like red spring water, the young priest groaned and fell on his back.

The ochre-colored sword light also lost its accuracy and hit the ground heavily, sending a cloud of stone chips flying like drizzle.

All around, there was a dead silence, and everyone was stunned. How could martial arts actually defeat the priest's divine magic? How could this be possible? Some people rubbed their eyes, almost suspecting that they were seeing things, or even daydreaming.

Mu Hanyan stood proudly in front of the temple, her face filled with confidence. Martial arts were indeed not as simple as outsiders imagined. Her contemplation along the way had not disappointed her. Even though she had not yet been able to integrate the Nine Heavens Starfall and the Eight Desolations Starfall into her martial arts, the speed, power, and variety of her attack just now were far superior to the martial arts taught by Mu Tu.

Mu Tu obviously also noticed this. He looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise and was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

"How dare you hurt the temple priests? Do you want to rebel?" Another young priest reacted a little faster and drew out their swords together.

"I will kill you, I will kill you." The injured priest also got up from the ground, wiping the blood from his nose, waving his sword and shouting loudly.

As priests of the temple, they were actually injured by a mere untouchable, and the priest's magic was defeated by martial arts. How could they hold their heads up in the future? At this moment, the two men really had murderous intentions.

"Stop!" Ye Yian got off the carriage tremblingly and shouted seriously.

It has to be said that although Ye Yian is a little old and a little weak, as if he may die at any time, he is still quite majestic at this moment with his black priest robe and solemn face.

When the young people around saw him, they felt that they could only look up at him and not get close to him, so they all lowered their heads.

"Juniors greet the High Priest!" The two young priests were also slightly startled and did not dare to act rashly.

The priest's robe was embroidered with nine white silk lines that looked like water ripples. This meant that the person standing before them was a ninth-rank divine swordsman, and they were not someone they could afford to offend.

More importantly, his majestic aura seemed to be even stronger than that of the high priest of Fengcheng Temple who seldom appeared in public. They were all a little confused.

"I heard that the Lord God has issued an order that the major temples on the continent will no longer stick to the old rules. All the citizens of the Continent of God can participate in the temple assessment and become priests. Could it be that the news I heard is false?" Ye Yian asked with some anger.

"The news you heard is true, Your Excellency. This is indeed the order of the Lord God, but..." the young priest replied.