"Then the guard who injured my Flower Rain Temple, how should this account be calculated?" Mu Hanyan said coldly.

"It's just two guards, in front of the noble priests, they are no different from untouchables, is it possible that the Lord Priest still wants to stand up for them?" Ou Mingming frowned and said disdainfully.

With his identity, it was already very good to be able to deign to apologize to Mu Hanyan, and even his entourage felt strange, but he didn't expect Mu Hanyan to be so ignorant. Could it be that the two guards who are no different from the cheap names also want him to apologize to the young master of the Ou clan?

Ou Mingming's heart was a little angry.

"Or for you, the guards are like untouchables, but in the Temple of the Flower Rain, we are friends, partners, and even relatives, not only the guards, but also the people of the city. Mu Hanyan said with a straight face.

Hearing Mu Hanyan's words, An Xiaxin and the others were slightly moved. Because of the decline of these years, the original priests of the Huayu Temple, and even the people in the city have left their hometowns to go their separate ways, and there are not many people left, and they depend on each other for their lives, so naturally there are not so many differences between respect and inferiority, and it can be seen from the people in the city who can flock to the temple to see the excitement.

Therefore, just like Mu Hanyan said, An Xiaxin and the others did not treat the guards as subordinates, and the people were by no means untouchables in their minds. However, Mu Hanyan has not been in the Huayu Temple for a long time, and as soon as she came, she was elected as the main priest by the three high priests, and if she wants to change ordinary people, it will inevitably breed arrogance, and she will not take the protection of the people in her eyes, who knows that she will have such a thought, but it makes the priests moved.

As for those guards, they were even more moved to tears, and the people were naturally no exception.

"What a friend and partner, as a priest of the temple, is so disregarding his identity and being in the company of untouchables, it is no wonder that the Flower Rain Temple has fallen to such a state today. Ou Mingzhi looked disdainful, "Listen to what you mean, do you want me to apologize to them?"

"No, I'm going to apologize for what's going on, I can't eat or drink. Mu Hanyan shook his head.

"And what do you want?" asked Ou Mingming.

"Whoever wounds them, I will return them as they are, and if one of our men hurts his left hand, I will hurt his left hand, and if he hurts his right hand, I will hurt his right hand, and by the way, I will charge some interest. Mu Hanyan smiled slightly and said.

"What? What do you say!"

Not only Ou Mingming and others, but even An Xiaxin and others were stunned.

Seeing that Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming were injured by Ou Mingming and the others, they were also full of anger, but they also knew that no matter their strength or status, the current Huayu Temple could not compete with the Lingyu Temple, and when it came to personal strength, they were no one of Ou Mingming's opponents, so in their minds, Mu Hanyan could force the other party to apologize, which was already the best result, and it was enough to maintain the dignity of the Huayu Temple.

Who knows, what Mu Hanyan wants is not an apology at all, what she wants is a tooth for a tooth, blood for blood.

"Presumptuous, do you know who you're talking to?"

"The young master of my family can afford you to give you a little face, you really treat yourself as a green onion, I don't know how thick the sky is. Ou Mingming's entourage finally came back to their senses and said with a sneer.

"This woman is clearly in the water, why should the young master talk nonsense with her, if you dare to twitter crookedly, you will directly abolish her.

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Some people even scolded and shouted.

"Mu Hanyan, I'll give you face, you really think I'm afraid of you, I want to see, how do you pay it back as it is today, and how do you get back the interest?" Ou Mingming was finally angry.

Although Mu Hanyan gave him an unprecedented sense of danger, after all, he was only an eighth-order god priest, how could he really be afraid of her? he even felt that it was a great humiliation to apologize to the two untouchables, let alone be threatened by her.

As he spoke, Ou Mingzhi walked towards Wen Gaoren.

"Okay, then you can take a look. Mu Hanyan slowly pulled out his long sword.

"Hum!" a sword sound and a dragon groan sounded.

"Good sword!" Ou Mingzhi secretly praised in his heart.

With his background and vision, he could see at a glance that Mu Hanyan's sword was a rare divine weapon, and it was even likely to be an artifact.

But it was precisely because of this that his mood relaxed. The dangerous intuition she had before should have been because of this divine sword, otherwise with her cultivation as an eighth-order divine spirit priest, how could she make herself feel uneasy.

Thinking about it again, Ou Mingming couldn't help but laugh at himself, how did he become more and more timid, if he had known that her confidence only came from this divine sword, why did he surrender his identity and talk so much nonsense to her.

"Look for death!" Ou Mingming snorted coldly, and slashed towards Mu Hanyan with a sword.

However, if you have a good sword, you dare to threaten your head, this Mu Hanyan is simply an ignorant person who is fearless. At this time, Ou Mingzhi couldn't wait to engrave the words contempt and contempt on his head.

It's no wonder that he has such an idea, just like the Holy Court Continent, the priests of the God Continent also rely on the long sword to release divine arts, a good sword, especially a sword with a very different artifact, is very good for the improvement of combat power, but this is always the end, one's own cultivation is the foundation, the stronger the strength, the greater the power of the divine sword.

In his opinion, Mu Hanyan is only an eighth-order god priest after all, even if the quality of the long sword in his hand is good, even if it is really an artifact, how much power can she exert? Don't look at him as a ninth-order god priest, but the real combat power is far from being so simple, and the sword he uses is also a family ancestor, even if it is not an artifact, it can be called a semi-divine weapon, with the assistance of this sword, he has never met an opponent below the tenth order.

Mu Hanyan dared to be arrogant in front of him with a good sword, not only the ignorant were fearless, but he was simply humiliated.

"Eight Desolations...... God Fall!" Of course, Mu Hanyan saw Ou Mingming's disdain, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, he was engrossed, and swung out a sword.

This was the first time she had used this sword, and she didn't know how powerful it was, plus Ou Mingzhi could easily injure Wen Gaoren, who was also a ninth-order god priest, into a serious injury, so Mu Hanyan didn't dare to underestimate the enemy.

I have to say that the name of this sword is still very domineering, although I never think that she has the strength to compete with her own young master, but hearing the name of the Eight Desolate Gods, the expressions of Ou Mingming's entourage became solemn.

Feng Zhiou wisely also put away his contempt to some extent, the light in his eyes flashed, the long sword let out a clear whistle and tremble, and the Dao Dao Wind Blade came out through the sword, forming a highly condensed whirlwind, which swept towards Mu Hanyan.