Chapter 1783 (1/2)
Long Wudang and Zhuge Qiu's originally pale faces became more pale, and they were miserable. Although seriously injured in the autumn cut hand, but at this time two people, but feel deeply lucky. If Xiang qiuzhan didn't invade Huayu city at this time, they would have started with mu Hanyan. If this God bestows heavenly power on them instead of those bandits They couldn't think of anything but death.
Even the two of them were like this, especially the other priests. Seeing a black robe flying in the wind and a solemn look of cold smoke, their eyes were filled with awe and fear.
It is indeed one of the oldest temples in the land of God. No matter how it goes down, not everyone can step on it! Apart from feeling, they felt deeply regret. If they had known such a result, how could they have come to this muddy water.
”Fall is gone!” At the gate of the city, there was a cry of grief.
Xiang Qiujian, he didn't die. Although he was covered with blood, through the broken clothes, he could see the flesh and blood, even the bones, but he still stood under the gate, holding the huge sword in his hand.
How could that be! Not only others, but also mu Hanyan was surprised.
Hundreds of bandits died under God's power, and their flesh and blood turned into nothingness. Even their weapons disappeared. Xiang qiuzhan didn't die.
Mu Hanyan didn't personally experience the power of the divine power, but when he started the array just now, his mind was integrated into the array, and he could feel it more or less. If you ask yourself, even with her peak cultivation in her heyday, I'm afraid she can't retreat completely under the power of this array. Unless her strength exceeds the fifth level of the great swordsman, it's very difficult to save her life under the divine power. That is to say, in the land of God, unless the strength exceeds the five level divine heart priest, it will come to the same end.
Although Xiang Qiujian hit Zhuge Qiu hard just now, mu Hanyan could hardly believe that he had such strength. Just as there is an essential difference between a swordsman and a swordsman, so are the heart priest and the spirit priest. Although Zhuge Qiu's strength is good, he is no more than the tenth level God priest. If Xiang qiuzhan really has the strength to surpass the fifth level God heart priest, Zhuge Qiu will be more than seriously injured.
Mu Hanyan's eyes stay on Xiang qiuzhan's dark saber, which is as black as ink, but faintly emits a faint blue light. The other bandits and their weapons are all turned into nothingness, but the huge sword in his hand is not damaged at all, and a tiny crack can't be seen.
Is it because of this sword? Besides, mu Hanyan couldn't think of other possibilities.
”Qiumie, I'll take revenge for you. You watch carefully, I'll take revenge for you!” In Mu Hanyan secretly guess, item autumn cut fierce kneel to the ground.
”Kill! Kill them all, not one of them Xiang Qiu gets up fiercely and rushes towards the cold smoke.
”Kill! Take revenge on my brothers and kill the rain city! ” The remaining hundreds of bandits, red in blood, turned to kill the city.
Although more than half of the bandits have just died under the divine power, there are still two or three hundred people who survived by chance. At this time, they roared and galloped, and they are still fierce and fierce.
No one thought that these bandits were so fierce. Seeing most of their comrades die on the spot, they not only didn't run away, but also dared to fight back.
Long Wudang was so scared that he shivered all over. As the son of the chief priest of the temple of the sun, even if he didn't grow up in a honey pot, he was also a child of honor. How could he ever see such a scene. The stout iron hooves of the red charcoal cloud smoke beast stepped across the ground, as if they were knocking on his heart every time, and the fragile careful liver almost jumped out of his chest.