"If the chief priest is unwilling to go, then I have no choice but to invite you." Having said that, Zhuge Qiu no longer needed to hide anything and spoke threateningly.
"How dare you threaten the High Priest!" Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming stepped forward at the same time and stood in front of Mu Hanyan.
The other priests also drew their swords at the same time, and a cold light flashed under the light.
Protecting the dignity of the High Priest is the duty of every one of them and also their oath.
The two great battles not long ago... or more accurately, the one-sided abuse, once again ignited their long-dormant bloodiness. All the priests and guards of the Flower Rain Temple, and even the people in the city, no longer had the decadence and despair they had before, and no longer allowed themselves to be bullied. Instead, they were filled with surging fighting spirit.
Zhuge Qiu was slightly startled. He originally thought that as soon as he took action, all the priests of Huayu Temple would surrender. Who knew that he would encounter such a scene? Except for the fear on An Xiaxin's face at the beginning, at this time, neither the priests and guards nor the people in the city had any fear on their faces, only the determination to fight to the death.
In a temple that is on the brink of destruction, the priests and people actually have such an indomitable will to fight. Looking at the priests and guards with drawn swords, and the people carrying hoes, shovels and hammers, especially the big man in the crowd with eyes as big as copper bells and holding a butcher knife as strong as an iron tower, Zhuge Qiu suddenly realized that this Huayu Temple seemed a little different from what he knew.
However, as a priest of punishment, Zhuge Qiu has experienced a lot of bloody battles. Not to mention the criminal priests, even the notorious wilderness bandits have died in countless hands. He would not be scared by such a scene.
"How dare you defy the laws of the temple? Do you still want to rebel?" Zhuge Qiu roared, and a murderous intent naturally surged from his body. The thin figure seemed to become tall all of a sudden, like a towering sword, with a strong bloody smell on it, which made people dare not look at it.
Such murderous intent and such aura were not possessed by just anyone. Only those who had experienced countless baptisms of blood and countless trials of life and death could forge such a killing intent and aura. Despite their high fighting spirit and their vow to defend the dignity of the High Priest to the death, many still couldn't help but feel fear at the sight of his cold gaze.
This cannot be blamed on them. The people of the Continent of Gods rely more on the cultivation of divine consciousness, and they will feel the murderous pressure more obviously. Whether in strength, experience, or character, they are far behind Zhuge Qiu.
"The laws of the temple are not your laws, and you cannot represent the temple." Mu Hanyan had a calm face, as if she felt nothing.
Zhuge Qiu was secretly surprised. In the past, as long as he released such a cold murderous intent, even the most cunning priests would confess their crimes and be executed, and even the most brutal bandits would tremble in fear. But this Mu Hanyan remained calm.
Either her spiritual consciousness was too weak and she felt too numb, or her spiritual consciousness was too strong and she had experienced too many life and death tests, so her character was much stronger than that of an ordinary priest.
Logically speaking, Mu Hanyan could become the chief priest, so her spiritual power must not be weak. The only possible reason was the latter. However, looking at that young and beautiful face, Zhuge Qiu found it hard to believe how many life and death experiences she had gone through, and how strong and determined her will was.
"Here, my words are the temple's laws. I represent the temple!" Although he was confused, as a priest of punishment, if he was scared away by Mu Hanyan like this, how could he have any authority? Zhuge Qiu grasped the hilt of his sword and walked towards Mu Hanyan with a sneer.
Very arrogant, very domineering. It was obvious that Zhuge Qiu had no intention of talking about reason, let alone the laws of the Temple. He was clearly just standing up for Long Wudang.
Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming slowly raised their swords. Even though they knew they could not be Zhuge Qiu's opponents, they would never forget their oath.
"You guys step back." Mu Hanyan waved her hand.
Of course, she also knew the strength of Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming, so how could she let them go to their deaths?
Although she still didn't know what level her strength had reached, the fact that she could defeat Ou Mingzhi meant that she was definitely not weaker than a ninth-order divine priest, and was very likely even tenth-order. With the pure power comparable to a ninth-order swordsman, plus the might of the sword of the Eight Desolate God, she was confident that she had the strength to fight Zhuge Qiu.
"Very good. Putting aside your identity as the chief priest, it is commendable that you dare to fight against me with your strength." Zhuge Qiu may have some concerns about Mu Hanyan's identity as the chief priest, but when it comes to strength, he does not take her seriously at all.
"Master Chief Priest... be careful!" Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming wanted to remind Mu Hanyan not to underestimate Zhuge Qiu, but thinking about her strength, they realized there was no need for them to remind her, so they could only say it with concern.
The others also had concerned expressions on their faces. An Xiaxin, Shen Yuhe, and Sikong Qinglan looked at each other and saw what was in each other's minds. If the High Priest could not defeat Zhuge Qiu, they would all rush forward and would not let the High Priest make any mistakes.
As Zhuge Qiu got closer, the air around him seemed to solidify and become extremely solid.
At this moment, a rumbling sound of hooves echoed, and the earth trembled. Then, a torrent of water poured into Huayu City. The hooves' sound struck everyone's heart like a hammer, making it feel unusually heavy.
"Bandits!" Everyone's expression changed slightly.
Although the group of people who came were dressed in various tight-fitting clothes and cloaks of different lengths, it was not difficult to guess their identities just by looking at their sturdy figures, scars on their faces and their vicious look.
But in the past, we'd only heard of bandits invading villages, but no one had ever dared to offend the main temple city. Had the Flower Rain Temple really declined to such an extent that even the bandits no longer took them seriously?
Soon, the group of bandits riding on the red charcoal cloud beasts arrived. A rough count showed that there were over a thousand of them.
Although there are still dozens of families left in Huayu City and the Mu family has also moved here, the combined number of people is still far less than that of the other side. More importantly, even if ordinary people have practiced martial arts, how can they compare with these brutal and cruel bandits who live on the edge of a knife all year round.
Seeing the ferocious faces reflected in the firelight, the citizens of Huayu City secretly broke into a cold sweat. With the strength of the Chief Priest and his two priests, a one-on-ten fight wouldn't be a problem. However, the other priests and guards were much weaker. The weakest among them weren't much stronger than the powerful bandits, and might not even be their match. Coupled with the huge numerical disadvantage, Huayu City was doomed today.
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