"Offer to the Lord!"
"Lord Sikong!" Mu Hanyan and Mu Tu caught the two men on the left and right.
"Why don't you leave?" Sikong Qinglan said angrily. Before he finished speaking, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Ye Yian looked at Mu Hanyan helplessly. Even if the two of them joined forces, they were still no match for Kang Qingyuan. He also knew that he could not help much, and Mu Hanyan could only rely on herself from now on.
"Take them away first." Mu Hanyan said to Mu Tu and Ling Baobao.
"Ah?" Mu Tu looked at Mu Hanyan in surprise.
"What do you want to do?" Sikong Qinglan also looked puzzled.
"Don't ask anymore, just leave immediately." Mu Hanyan said calmly.
"Mu Tu, let's go!" Ye Yian said.
Although Mu Tu was full of doubts, he did not dare to disobey Ye Yian's words in the slightest. He quickly bent down and carried him on his back.
Ling Baobao also stepped forward and scooped Sikong Qinglan up in a princess hug. Even though this guy hadn't made much progress in strength no matter where he was, he was quite strong.
"Put me down, Miss Mu, what do you want to do?" Sikong Qinglan was completely confused and said with a worried look on her face.
"Stop talking nonsense. It's all your fault, you self-righteous guy. I can't even watch the good show." Ling Baobao muttered, hugged Sikong Qinglan and turned around to run.
Of course, he also knew why Mu Hanyan wanted them to take Sikong Qinglan and Ye Yian away. With the Hun Tian Stone, even if Mu Hanyan could not completely ignore the pressure of the laws of the Continent of Gods, she could still recover a lot of strength. Dealing with Kang Qingyuan should not be a problem. However, how could she expose her sword skills to the eyes of a temple priest?
"At this point, do you think you have a chance to escape?" Kang Qingyuan snorted contemptuously, and flew towards Sikong Qinglan and Ye Yian.
At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed in front of him, and Mu Hanyan actually stood in front of him.
"Huh? What a fast speed!" Kang Qingyuan was shocked and stopped subconsciously.
Although he knew that Mu Hanyan had practiced martial arts and was quite strong, this speed still exceeded his imagination. Could it be that this girl had already mastered martial arts to perfection at such a young age?
Although most people think that martial arts are crude fighting skills that the untouchables who have no chance of becoming priests have to learn in order to survive, but with Kang Qingyuan's identity, he also knows that if martial arts are practiced to the extreme, the combat power is still not weak, and it is very possible to kill the priests of the gods or even the priests of the heart of the gods by surprise.
Out of caution, he did not dare to attack rashly again, for fear that Mu Hanyan would seize the flaw and deliver a fatal blow.
"Sir Kang, aren't you feeling suffocated with your face covered with such thick cloth? Do you really think we can't guess who you are?" Mu Hanyan looked at Kang Qingyuan and said with a smile.
When Mu Hanyan's spiritual sense probed into the Hunyuan Stone, she felt her whole body become light, and the energy that had been suppressed for a long time began to flow through her meridians as briskly as a mountain stream.
Swordsman level five, swordsman level six, swordsman level seven... Although she has not yet recovered to her strongest strength, or it is impossible to recover to that level relying solely on this Hunyuan Stone, the continuous improvement still makes her feel excited, and that strong self-confidence appears in her again.
Behind them, Mu Tu and Ling Baobao were taking Ye Yian and Sikong Qingyuan further and further away. Only the conversation between Ling Baobao and Sikong Qingyuan could be heard faintly.
"Let me go, let me go, how can this be so inappropriate for a man and a woman?"
"I'm a man."
"It's not fair for men to be intimate with each other, and it's even more inappropriate."
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Mu Hanyan almost burst out laughing, and her mood became more relaxed.
"So what if you know? Do you think you still have a chance to survive?" Seeing the relaxed smile on Mu Hanyan's face, Kang Qingyuan felt inexplicably angry.
After all, he is also the Prayer Priest, one of the four great priests of Fengcheng Temple... Well, even though he was just abolished from the position of Prayer Priest by Chu Yanghe, his strength is still there. This ignorant little girl in front of him seems to not take him seriously at all.
Even if her fighting skills were stronger than he imagined, with his strict precautions, how could she have a chance of succeeding?
With a bit of anger, Kang Qingyuan simply took off the veil.
Anyway, the little girl in front of him must die. Mu Yian and Sikong Qinglan were seriously injured and would definitely not be able to escape far. He would kill the little girl and then get rid of those people. He would not worry about revealing his identity.
"It seems that you are deliberately trying to take my life." Seeing Kang Qingyuan taking off the veil so decisively, Mu Hanyan said sarcastically, how could she not know what he was thinking.
"Do you think you still have a chance to survive?" Kang Qingyuan said disdainfully.
"Maybe there is. How about we take a gamble?" Mu Hanyan said jokingly.
I remember hearing Ling Baobao say before that his mother, who loved picking up money, loved to bet with others and had made a lot of money by doing so. Miss Mu, who was short of money, had also thought of this trick. However, as soon as she said this, Miss Mu laughed at herself. This wasn't a competition, it was a life-and-death battle. What good would it do if she won the bet? Could she really ask a dead person for the money? It would be better to just search him, which would save her trouble.
"What are you betting on?" Kang Qingyuan asked subconsciously.
"Forget it, don't gamble anymore. You're going to die anyway, so what good will it do if I win?" Mu Hanyan said dully. She had finally figured out a way to get rich, but in the end, it was all in vain. Miss Mu was a little depressed.
"What a boast! You're about to die, yet you still dare to speak so arrogantly!" Kang Qingyuan chuckled in anger. Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "Are you trying to buy time and let them escape further? Unfortunately, do you think they can really escape from my clutches?"
Kang Qingyuan smiled even more smugly, thinking he had seen through Mu Hanyan's thoughts. Since this little girl had such thoughts, she was naturally lacking in confidence, and he became even more calm.
"Hehe, you think too much, really, you think too much." Mu Hanyan looked at Kang Qingyuan in surprise. She didn't expect that this old guy had such a rich imagination.
She did not act in a hurry. She really wanted to delay time to let Ye Yian and others go further away, but it was not to let them escape. She just wanted to try her best to prevent Sikong Qinglan from discovering her secret. She did not expect that this old guy would think so much and smile so smugly.
Shaking his head, Mu Hanyan slowly drew out his sword.
"You really don't know how to live or die. Since you are so eager to die, I will grant your wish. Considering that you have good talent, before you die, I will let you see my true strength, Kang Qingyuan." Kang Qingyuan also shook his head and sneered, and slashed at Mu Hanyan with a sword.
Probably because he was completely enraged by Mu Hanyan's nonchalant expression, Kang Qingyuan's sword move was obviously a bit ostentatious and even more fancy than before. Lines of ice crystals danced in the wind, like ice and snow elves dancing in the wind.
But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore.
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