Since then, he has been wary of the Temple, while secretly seeking information about it. Fortunately or unfortunately, to this day, he hasn't learned any useful information, except for some secrets that are not even secrets to ancient families like the Eight Great Families, nor has he been assassinated by the Temple again. However, after learning about the Temple's origins and their feud with the Holy Court, he still dared not be careless about the Temple. Suddenly, hearing Jiang Yuzhe's suspicions about the Temple's people, his nerves tensed instantly.
"No, it shouldn't be the people from the temple who took action." Mu Hanyan and Zirong said in unison.
After saying that, the two smiled at each other.
"Why?" Jiang Yuzhe asked puzzledly.
"Yanran hates the temple to the core, and she also has some understanding of it. She can feel the breath of the people in the temple. If she suspected that it was someone from the temple, she would have said it just now." Mu Hanyan didn't want to see Jiang Yuzhe lose all his confidence because of Zirong, so she took the initiative to explain.
In reality, Jiang Yuzhe was able to figure out the art of teleportation on his own, so he was definitely not stupid. He just couldn't compare to her appearance. After arriving at the Mu family, his slowness became even more apparent. Mu Hanyan sometimes couldn't help but wonder if his brain had been damaged by the slaps he'd received from his seemingly gentle but actually fierce cousin.
"I see." Jiang Yuzhe suddenly realized and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. In fact, Zirong had mentioned this matter once before, but he hadn't thought about it carefully and was accidentally a step behind.
"Not bad, not bad. Finally, there are still a few people with good brains who didn't throw all the dirty water on us." At this moment, an old voice sounded outside the window. It seemed to be praising Mu Hanyan and Zirong, but there was a strong gloom in the voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, the tightly closed door was slammed open by a palm, and an old man covered in a black robe stood in the middle of the yard with a faint smile on his face. He looked at Mu Hanyan and others as if he was looking at a group of lambs to be slaughtered.
"I am the blessed priest of the temple, Gu Huangji!" the old man said proudly.
The expressions of Mu Hanyan and others became extremely solemn. Although they had guessed his identity from his previous words, the feeling was completely different when they heard him admit it in person.
It was extremely difficult for the Temple's personnel to infiltrate the Holy Court Continent, and they also faced the Holy Court's relentless suppression. They would never reveal themselves easily. If they failed, they would rather self-destruct than reveal their identities. The Ancient Emperor, who had immediately revealed his identity, was clearly prepared to kill and silence anyone present. In other words, he would not let anyone present go.
Mu Hanyan didn’t know what the status of the Blessed Priest was in the temple, but looking at his arrogant expression, she knew that it was definitely not low.
"For so many years, I don't know who has been killing innocent people and throwing dirty water on our temple. You guys can see the strangeness in this and restore the reputation of our temple. This priest admires you very much." Gu Huangji said admiringly with the airs of a senior elder, but then changed the subject, "But unfortunately, you are the descendants of the guardian of the gods, and your bloodline has awakened. After all, you are enemies, not friends, of our temple. I can only kill you to avoid future troubles for the temple."
"If you want to kill us, it may not be that easy." Mu Hanyan had already guessed that the other party had murderous intentions, and was not surprised at his words at all. She held the Hanxiao Sword and said coldly.
"You must be Mu Hanyan, right? A few days ago, when I heard that you were promoted to the sixth level of swordsman, I wanted to take action. However, when I rushed to Yunjing City, you had already gone to Shangyue, allowing you to escape. I didn't expect that when you came back, you had reached the level of great swordsman. If it weren't for the incident tonight, I would have to pay a heavy price to kill you. But unfortunately, I'm afraid you can't even display the combat power of a third level swordsman now." Gu Huangji smiled slightly, and a surge of energy surged from his body.
"Ninth-level Sword Master!" Mu Hanyan and others were slightly surprised.
When the masters of the temple arrive at the Holy Court, their strength will be suppressed by the laws of heaven and earth. Gu Huangji can release the pressure of a ninth-level swordsman without using forbidden techniques to tear open the sealing barrier between the two continents. So his true strength is definitely above that of a sword saint.
No wonder he said that if it weren't for the incident tonight, he could still kill Mu Hanyan, but it would cost him a lot. He really has the capital to be proud of himself.
If Mu Hanyan and the others had not suffered a great loss of strength while rescuing Ye Yan, they might still have the capital to fight against Gu Huangji. But now even Mu Hanyan has only recovered to the third level of swordsmanship, and Hua Yue and the others are even worse off. They haven't even reached the second level of swordsmanship, so how can they possibly compete with him?
However, Mu Hanyan did not regret it. The enemy was in the dark while they were in the light. The other party was scheming intentionally, so he would always find an opportunity. Even if it was not tonight, one day they would still face such a crisis.
Escape? Mu Hanyan wasn't the type to act impulsively, recklessly. Every time she seemed resolute, she'd carefully considered and weighed her options before finally making the necessary decision. And this time, knowing she was no match for her opponent, she considered escaping.
But on second thought, she dismissed the idea. With their current strength as third-level sword masters, how could they possibly escape the pursuit of a ninth-level sword master? They would probably be killed one by one before they could get more than two miles.
Since there was no way to escape, I had no choice but to fight for my life. This time, there was still no choice.
After making the decision, Mu Hanyan gave a wink to Hua Yue and the others. They understood and quietly made hand gestures.
"Stars fall, Eight Desolations!" Mu Hanyan was the first to take action.
The Hanxiao Sword Dragon roared, and a sword beam with a faint blue chill crossed the night sky and slashed towards Gu Huangji.
The difference in combat power was too great. Mu Hanyan had no chance to conserve her strength, let alone hold back. She used her strongest sword skills right away.
"Thunder sound, sword swing!"
"Demon Sword, Heart Killing!"
"Clone, disillusionment!"
"Rage, Demon Slash!"
Almost at the same time, Huayue, Zirong and others also used their strongest killing moves.
In the air, a sword light flashed, and the long sword sound was like thunder, which was extremely powerful.
Unfortunately, while it looked impressive, the sword's true power was far less than before. Even with the aid of the five magical instruments and the sword formation, the strength of several people had increased significantly, but the strongest, Mu Hanyan, had only advanced from the third level of Sword Master to the fifth level. Hua Yue Zirong and the others were only at the third level.
With such combat power, even if five people joined forces, they would never be a match for Gu Huangji.
How to survive this desperate crisis?
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