Chapter 1682

Other people also cried with joy, even black butcher changed the previous rough, crying like a child.

"Why did everyone cry like this? Did Mu Yi'an die at last?" At this time, a discordant voice sounded.

I saw a young man in a black robe shaking his head and tail, surrounded by several escorts, came over with a disdainful smile on his face.

The young man was in his twenties. Although he was young, his steps were obviously frivolous, as if he had been hollowed out by wine.

Another dandy! Mu Hanyan secretly shakes her head. As the first dandy lady of an Yun, she certainly sees through the details of the young man at a glance.

"Kangzihe, what are you talking about! How dare you be rude to us Seeing this man, all the people of Mu family changed their faces, and then they yelled angrily.

It turns out that Kang Zi and Mu Yi'an in his mouth are the pseudonyms of Ye Yi'an. When he settled down in Mu's home, he could not show his real name to others.

"What an old offering is just an old and immortal waste. I haven't been promoted from a god priest to a chief priest for a thousand years. I'll have to hang my neck if I have to." Kangzihe said with disdain.

"Bold, dare to humiliate my wood family guard priest, I fight with you!" Black butcher was furious, took out the pig knife and rushed to kangzihe.

Ye Yi'an is the guardian priest of the Mu family. In their mind, he is just like a God. Even if he risked his life, he would never let him be insulted.

Although he didn't have any accomplishments, heituzi was as powerful as a swordsman of two or three levels. When he stabbed his short knife, he let out a sharp howl. It was obvious that his power was not small.

Seeing that he rushed to his master, the guards did not move, just sneered scornfully.

"To die!" Kangzi and a cold hum, suddenly one hand out of the sword, the other hand to fight Jue, whispering something.

A fiery red light suddenly appeared on the long sword, and it came out through the sword, forming a ball of fire the size of a millstone and flying to heituzi.

Sword Qi turns into shape! Mu Hanyan was slightly surprised. Did kangzihe already have the strength of a high-level swordsman, but she didn't feel such momentum from him.

"Bang" black butcher subconsciously raised his knife to block it, but he was blasted several feet away by the fireball.

"Mutu!" Several children of the wooden family rushed forward to catch Mu Tu, but they were also knocked back a few steps by his tall body, which just managed to stabilize his figure.

In the air, there was a faint smell of scorched hair. When I looked around, I could see that Mutu's hair was scorched yellow, and there were puffs of smoke.

Mu Hanyan's eyes are slightly fixed. Kangzi and this fireball are obviously different from the shape of high-level swordsman's sword Qi, because the shape of sword Qi can only simulate the shape. In essence, it is still the condensation of strength and Qi, and does not have the attack ability of the shape. Take the ice and snow dance that she first understood. It looks like frost and snow all over the sky, and it can barely make people feel the meaning of ice cold. But when it comes to the cold, it can't even compare with the ice cone of the mutant slate pig.

What kangzihe used was obviously the so-called divine skill of the priest, which was totally different from the practice of Kendo in the mainland of Shengting.

"You, you have become a priest!" Seeing that Mutu's move was hurt, all the members of the family were indignant, but no one dared to rush up again. Looking at Kang Zihe's eyes, he was more afraid than angry.

"Blind your dog's eyes, can you see that? I am now the first-class God priest of Fengcheng temple. How dare you be rude to me and live impatiently? " Kangzihe pointed to his black robe and said triumphantly.

Mu Hanyan noticed that the robe on his body was similar to the sword robe of the imperial court. It was a little less skillful, but a little more elegant. There was an ancient palace embroidered on his chest. It must be the symbol of the temple.

And on the cuff of the long sleeve, there is a thin white ripple embroidered. If you guess correctly, this should be the sign of the first-class God priest.

Mutu and others, looking at Kang Zihe, dare to be angry and speechless. Compared with the holy land, the land of God is even more hierarchical. Mutu was disrespectful to kangzihe before. If it wasn't for the deep resentment to Kangzi and he that they didn't want to put down their final dignity, they might have knelt down and begged for mercy just like mu Hanyan.

"That's all. Today is the happy day for me to pass the examination and become a priest. I won't have the same opinion as you Dalits." Kangzihe waved his hand, pretending to be generous.

Unfortunately, there was no one to accept his feelings. Although the wood family did not dare to start again, their eyes were still full of hatred.

"I'm here today to let you know that I'll move out of rijianfeng as soon as possible. In any case, once the Millennium arrives, this place will become our Kang family's property. If I move out as soon as possible, I can find a place to settle down. Otherwise, when the bad old man dies, I'm afraid I can't even find a place to bury my bones." Kangzi and asked for a boring, also lazy to talk nonsense with them, said impolitely.

"Hum, you have a dream. Our wooden family will soon have a new guard priest. Sunrise peak is still the fiefdom of our wooden family." Finally, someone couldn't help saying."Ha ha ha ha, you are such a pariah. A thousand years ago, you could have a priest, who had been burning incense for several generations. I don't think you're awake." Kangzihe seems to have heard the funniest joke in the world, covered his stomach and laughed wildly.

"We will not only have another priest, but also a natural God priest!" The man said unconvinced, his eyes full of pride.

Hearing his words, not only Kangzi and, but also the followers he brought with him were all laughing.

"Ha Ha I don't think you're a born God priest, but you're crazy. You're all crazy. " Kangzi and he were laughing.

"They're not awake, they're not crazy. Go back and tell your master that there is a natural God priest in our wood family, and he doesn't have to think about the sunrise peak any more. " Ye Yian once again a voice, light said.

"What Kangzihe was slightly surprised.

Other people may talk nonsense, but no matter how useless this old guy is, he is still an old priest who has lived for thousands of years. He shouldn't talk nonsense.

"I'd like to see who you are talking about as a natural God priest." Although he thinks that ye Yian is unlikely to talk nonsense, Kang Zihe still can't believe that the family has been in such a predicament for nearly a million years. It's only through bad luck that a priest is born. A small family with a place to live can give birth to a natural God priest.

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