The whole square was completely silent. Although long Wucuo finally saved his life, the blood line on the ground still showed the cruelty and blood of the battle just now. Everyone can see that mu Hanyan was not prepared to let long Wucuo leave the competition platform alive. The latter only relied on body protection to save his life. Even so, if he was stabbed by the fire spear, he would be seriously injured, and his accomplishments would be greatly damaged.

Looking at the cold smoke again, everyone's eyes showed a bit of fear.

They finally know how powerful and terrible mu Hanyan is. Two swords, two Shenshu, one of which breaks the strongest Shenshu death shield of longwudang, the other smashes the legendary Luan Shenjian, and returns longwucuo with a fatal blow.

Mu Hanyan's eyes looked around the whole room, and finally fell on the other eleven priests.

"Next." Mu Hanyan's eyes swept over the eleven priests and suddenly cried out.

Although her strength is still in the bottleneck, it's really hard to break through, but mu Hanyan's time of cultivation is not in vain, the colorful soul pearl is not wasted, and her understanding of the eight waste God meteorite is not in vain. Unlike the last time when she used eight waste God meteorite, she used up her whole body's spiritual power. All her thoughts are different. This time, she still has half of her spare power, and she can use eight waste God meteorite again God meteorite.

Under mu Hanyan's gaze, the remaining eleven priests were all on pins and needles. The sound of clear drink fell into their ears, which was more like thunder. No one even dared to look mu Hanyan's eyes directly.

"Who else is going to challenge me, stand up!" Mu Hanyan long sword long finger, again drink.

The priests on the other side were wandering, and none of them dared to answer.

Are you kidding? Even the strongest of them, long Wucuo, was defeated so miserably. Two swords - no, strictly speaking, when mu Hanyan used the first sword, he had already been defeated. If there was no Luan Shenjian, long Wucuo would not have the courage to fight again. Unfortunately, even if there was Luan Shenjian, what could it be? If there was not a good Lao Tzu, he would have been defeated The body protection with precious armor has long been lost.

They have no dragon Wudang so powerful magic, and no armor, how can they ask for trouble. The string of blood beads is still fresh in my mind. How can I be merciful to the baby childe who is facing the main sacrifice of Tianyang?

Seeing their performance, the stone in Mu Hanyan's heart finally fell to the ground.

Why does she take the initiative to challenge, why does she slap long Wucuo in the face? It's not to vent her resentment, nor to abandon herself. That's the result.

With her strength, it is impossible for her to break out of the siege under the challenge of the twelve priests. The only way to make him lose the courage to fight with himself is to first enrage the strongest dragon Wucuo among the people, force him to do his best as soon as he comes up, and then defeat him with thunder.

On the one hand, it is to take the initiative and fight with the Dragon first. On the other hand, it is also to plant the seeds of fear in other people's hearts.

Judging from the performance of the eleven priests on the other side, her plan was completed perfectly.

In fact, the "chaotic sword" also added a lot of glory to Mu Hanyan's battle, which made people think highly of her strength and fear her more. Ling Baobao's seemingly unreliable prank had an unexpected effect.

"Since no one takes the initiative to challenge, I'd better choose you, that's you." Mu Hanyan moves his wrist and points his sword at one of the priests.

The priest was not the strongest of all, but from the sweat on his face and the flickering eyes, he was the weakest.

"I, mu, the chief priest of mu, why me?" The priest turned pale and stammered.

Mu Hanyan almost broke out laughing. It's not nonsense. Why do you choose you? It's just that you look like a bully? Judging from his stuttering question, it's better than he imagined.

"Do it!" This kind of serious occasion, but also to maintain their strong, cruel and terrible image in their eyes, mu Hanyan certainly won't laugh, a face proud, a face cold, a face murderous said.

The other priests didn't laugh either. Although they thought this man was a bit shameful, they were also uneasy after seeing the battle just now. If they were picked by mu Hanyan, their performance would never be better than this man.

The priest helplessly looked at mu Hanyan, the chief priests in the stands, and the colleagues around him. He looked very sad and his hand holding the sword was shaking.

Seeing his pitiful appearance as if he was about to go to the execution ground, mu Hanyan was more determined.

Holding the handle of the sword, Hanxiao sword came out of its sheath slowly, and her expression became even colder.

"I give up. I give up." Looking at the merciless killing in Mu Hanyan's eyes, the last line of defense in the priest's heart was finally broken, and he yelled in a trembling voice. Then, embarrassed to face the crowd again, he jumped off the competition platform and turned around.

Seeing that he had no guts to admit defeat and run away, everyone was surprised for a while, and then reacted and hissed.In fact, there is no weak one who can stand on the stage. No matter his status and strength, he is the best in the major temples. Even if he knows that he is not mu Hanyan's opponent, he should make several moves. If he is really defeated, he will admit defeat. Who knows that he doesn't even have the courage to fight directly Don't you think he'll lose?

Of course, the priest also heard the boos behind him, but he didn't think so. What is disgrace? Just don't lose your life! After a few moves, he wants to come with mu Hanyan. I'll take a few moves first, and then admit defeat with dignity. But the end of long Wucuo is right in front of his eyes. One move, just one move, will cause serious injury and hematemesis. It's estimated that it's also because of the armor. Otherwise, he probably won't even have the chance to take out the magic sword.

He didn't think mu Hanyan would be in such a good mood to make a few moves with himself to save his face. He was afraid that one move would kill him.

He doesn't want to die. He really doesn't want to die.

"Next, you go!" Mu Hanyan didn't care about the priest who escaped, and the sword pointed to another one.

Now is the time to strike while the iron is hot. We must work hard to destroy the opponent's will to fight. We must not let them slow down.

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