They are not slow, but some are faster. Almost at the same time as Mu Hanyan's word "kill" came out, Mu Tu had already led his clansmen to pounce on Liukou like a tiger in the mountains.

Seeing Xiang Qiu beheaded to death, no matter how well-trained these gangsters were, it was impossible for them to still have fighting spirit, and they all retreated backwards, but even if they retreated, they were not crowded together, and they were indeed much stronger than Chen Xuefeng's gang of blood wind thieves.

But when they saw Mu Tu and the others rushing forward, they couldn't help but pull the reins of their horses and slow down.

In the past few years, he has followed Xiang Qiuslash to loot everywhere, not to mention civilians, there are hundreds of priests who have died in their hands, only this time when he came to the Flower Rain Temple, not only did he not get any benefits, but he was almost wiped out, and even Xiang Qiuslash was killed on the spot.

In addition to being frightened, they are inevitably a little unwilling in their hearts. If it was the priests who attacked, they might not have the courage to fight back, but even a group of flat-headed people dared to chase and kill, and it really tasted like a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by dogs.

"They are not afraid of death, so why should they take a few heads today to comfort Brother Xiang's spirit in the sky. A fierce-looking rogue, licking his lips, said.

"Yes, you can't watch the brothers and Brother Xiang die in vain. Another rogue also said with a cruel expression.

With that, he pulled the reins of his horse, raised his long knife, and slashed at Mu Tu, who was rushing at the front.

The others' eyes also burned with reluctance and hatred, and they clenched their weapons and rushed at the civilians with hoes and shovels in their hands, who seemed vulnerable to them.

They didn't know that the impulse of the moment would deprive them of their last chance to escape.

"Choke...... ......" There was a crisp sound, accompanied by a light sound like a cloth being torn apart, and the first to shoot the rogue Kou Lianren with a knife was chopped to the ground by the wooden slaughter, the long knife was broken in two, and the blood rose to the sky.

"Ah......h

Screams rang out one after another, and the thick smell of blood filled the air, drifting away with the cold wind of the night.

An Xiaxin and the others subconsciously stopped, looking at the scene in front of them in shock.

Although the strength of these rogues cannot be compared with the high-level priests, they wander the wasteland all the year round, and practice martial arts, but in terms of physical strength, they far exceed the strength of ordinary priests, except for An Xiaxin and Shen Yuhe, even if the other priests rely on divine arts, it is difficult to easily kill each other.

But in the face of such an enemy, Mu Tu and the others did not suffer at all, maybe their combat skills were not as good as those rogues, but when it came to strength, they were far superior to each other.

Under the suppression of such power, the fighting skills of the rogues were useless, and they simply flew with a touch, and in less than a quarter of an hour, hundreds of rogues had already fallen to the ground.

Looking at the hoe and shovel that was raised high and then fell heavily, An Xiaxin even wondered if he had lost his eyes, this was clearly an ancient artifact, but it was disguised as a farm tool, otherwise how could a group of ordinary people burst out with such terrifying power.

What kind of monsters are these Mu clan people!

"Lord Priest Zuo, let's do it too. A young priest said with a stir

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, and the fire of hatred also flashed in his eyes.

Just now I saw that the Lord Priest was in danger, whether it was the people of the Mu clan or the priests of the Flower Rain Temple, their hearts were all raised to their throats, watching the Lord Lord of the Lord Priest finally get out of danger safely, and he also killed Xiang Qiu in one fell swoop, their hearts finally fell into place, and after excitement and joy, there was boundless anger.

If it weren't for the Lord Priest who restored the power of God to heaven, if it weren't for the Lord Priest's amazing strength, the Flower Rain Temple, which had been inherited for nearly a million years, would have been destroyed by the hands of the rogues, and they would either die tragically under the rogue knives, or they would have escaped from the city and survived and became a shame in the eyes of all the priests, how could they not be angry and hateful.

"When you shoot, be careful not to injure your own people. An Xiaxin reminded.

The priest's magic is different from the sword technique, once it is shot, it is difficult to control, the Mu clan and the rogue are in a battle, she doesn't want to accidentally hurt the friendly army.

"Rest assured, I know. "A priest came out of a cage like a tiger and slaughtered into the warband.

Screams rang out one after another, and the smell of blood in the air became stronger.

An Xiaxin reacted at this time, they didn't have the idea of using divine arts at all, they used martial arts, more precisely, they used the Eight Desolation Gods taught by Mu Hanyan.

Although he can't comprehend the true mystery of the Eight Desolation Gods, he is a priest after all, and his qualifications are good, and if he cultivates it as a martial arts, it is still much stronger than the martial arts practiced by ordinary civilians. What's more, they had also drunk the spring water condensed by the blood of the dragon clan, even if because their physique was not strong enough, the dose was a little less, and their strength could not be compared with the people of the Mu clan, but with the help of the subtlety of the Eight Desolation Gods, they were no worse than them at all.

"Are these really the priests of the Flower Rain Temple, what kind of monsters has the chief priest cultivated? An Xiaxin looked at the familiar figure who was wearing a sacrificial robe, but holding a long sword and slashing, and had no time to perform magic at all, she couldn't help but think so, and then joined the battle group as well.

As a priest of the left, you can't always work hard with your companions, and watch the excitement by yourself. What's more, the shouts of fighting came into her ears, and Priest Zuo couldn't help but boil her blood, and she realized that there was a desire for violence hidden in her body, and it didn't seem to be much better than Shen Yuhe.

The battle was coming to an end, and in the end, only three rogues were still resisting, a little farther away, Mu Hanyan couldn't see the appearance of a few people clearly, he only noticed that these people were strong, and even Mu Tu and Shen Yuhe and others joined forces, and they didn't have much to do with them for a while.

"The prehistoric flood, the heaven and the earth collapsed, the living beings were devastated, the gods had mercy on all things, cut through the chaos, the heaven and the earth returned to their places, the stars shifted, and the world was peaceful. The name of God, preaching the world, the majesty of God, the admiration of all people, the dignity of God, inviolable......" Mu Hanyan chanted in a low voice again, playing the trick.

Although he had fought bloody battles with thousands of alien beasts in Beining Pass, he had long been accustomed to blood, but after all, it was a foreign beast and not a human, even if he knew that the rogues in front of him were all heinous and innocent, this bloody scene of cannibalism still made Mu Hanyan feel uncomfortable.

What's more, these people are in good shape, and she doesn't want Mu Tu and the others to have any accidents.

Let's use the power of God to end the final battle.