Chapter 302 Sharp words
Qianyuan's face looked a little ugly. It was not that he didn't expect that his actions would be blocked by the cult, but he didn't expect that Han Sanli, the leader of the cult, would end up personally.
Faintly, the real energy everywhere in the body has been locked by the powerful existence behind him! I have long heard that the strength of this divine leader is extremely powerful even among the eight saints.
As a demon child of the Demon Cult, he is naturally aware of the arrogant temperament of his leader, so that he can make his leader make such comments. This leader of the divine religion, known as "Old Demon Han", is so powerful that it is really speechless.
At this moment, he personally felt the mountain-like oppression behind him. Qianyuan even murmured in shock: Is this leader Han still stronger than his own leader?
Although he was suppressed by such a powerful force, he was not worried about Han Sanli behind him, because he could faintly feel that the leader of the divine religion was actually "protecting" himself!
The one who can really threaten him is the owner of that white palm, Zhang Qiling of the Three Vajra Halls of Daming Temple!
The life gate of the wrist is being held by someone. If he attacks it forcefully, the arm will probably be useless.
"Haha, the rules of Daming Temple are very lenient!" Qianyuan's life gate was pressed, but he didn't panic at all. Looking at the monster monk with snow-white skin in front of him, he still said calmly.
"Haha, what the donor said is wrong! The land of Buddhism cannot control the general trend of the world, nor can it hinder the cycle of retribution. However, my Buddhist disciples, even if they are just laymen, should be bound by the rules of my Buddhism. If you do something, you will be angry and resentful. Regarding the matter, my Daming Temple will naturally clean up the door!"
The extremely powerful "Buddha" Zhang Qiling replied loudly, with an energy that was neither humble nor arrogant in his words. The three people who just took action can be regarded as the best masters in the world. Whether it is Han Sanli or Chen Chuantuo, they are all great monks who have entered the Congsheng Realm.
Even if this Buddha is a long-established martial arts master, there is still a big gap between him and these two. But he knew very well that Chen Chuantuo's action was naturally to protect Li Xintian who was present, but Han Sanli's action was a bit intriguing.
On the surface, it seemed that Qian Yuan was under control, but in fact, the terrifying Qi pressure was directed at Zhang Qiling on the field. Forcing him not to dare to take action against His Highness the Demon Son rashly.
However, this is not because Han Sanli wants to favor the Demon Sect. In fact, his face is extremely ugly at this time. No matter who is here taking action, this is Biyou Palace, and they are all slapping the divine sect in the face.
Zhang Qiling naturally saw this, turned his eyes around Qianyuan and Zhao Long, and said in a deep voice:
"The poor monk is here to pay homage, not to show off his force. I ask Master Han to carefully examine what is going on today!"
Han Sanli glanced at Buddha with a cold expression, then turned to Zhao Long who was standing aside, and asked coldly: "Why did you come to Biyou?"
Zhao Long held the two swords and looked at the delicate situation. He knew that even his cheap master would not dare to fight against the divine and demonic cults at the same time, so he had to put the two swords in his hands back into their sheaths. .
"Zhao Long, a junior lay disciple of Daming Temple, has met Master Han!"
After saying that, he cupped his fists and saluted.
Han Sanli raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at Chen Chuantuo and Li Xintian. When Zhao Long appeared just now, he heard Li Xintian mutter "Brother Zhao" in a low voice. Obviously the two should know each other. Thinking back to the many things about Li Xintian's past collected from intelligence during this period, the identity of this lay disciple of Buddhism can naturally be revealed.
"Well, don't look at me! We know each other, let's settle the matter of your eight sects first." Chen Chuantuo, dressed as a young scholar, said very bachelorly.
Han Sanli breathed a long sigh of relief, and had a new understanding of this long-famous leader of the "Three Saints of the Clouds"!
"Since we all know each other, why do we take action as soon as we meet?" Although Han Sanli can directly "check" the memories of the few warriors who have not reached the middle martial arts level in front of her, but the backers behind these people are all extraordinary, which makes it a bit strange. good.
Zhao Long pondered for a moment and told the general situation of the previous battle with Qianyuan in Dajiaoping.
Zhang Qiling had already let go of Qian Yuan at this time. With the two strong men from the Holy Realm present, even two more Qian Yuans would not be able to cause any trouble.
"So, His Highness Mozi has a personal enmity with you because of the blood sacrifice to the soul shrine?" Zhang Qiling asked calmly.
All the sects present also started whispering. After all, this matter of blood sacrifice has been resisted by the Zhengda sect in the world. However, this is a land of demons, so many people have to talk about it.
"That's right, our demon sect wants to refine a new soul niche, so naturally we have to search for blood animals. As for the guards and horse thieves in Loulan City, their grudges have nothing to do with our demon sect." Wearing a dark suit, The magic armor's Qianyuan said lazily, as if he was discussing a trivial matter not worth mentioning.
"Haha, it doesn't matter if you say it." A contemptuous voice sounded immediately.
A cold glint flashed in Qianyuan's eyes, and Han Sanli also turned his gaze aside to look at the source of the sound.
Yi Xifeng was wearing the robe of a Black Castle deacon, and there was no trace of ripples on his clean and delicate face. If the contemptuous words hadn’t been spoken not long ago, it would have been hard to imagine that someone who dared to despise the Demon Cult so much could be such a person. Clean youth.
"Is this guy crazy? He actually responded directly to the Demon Cult?"
"Yes! This is a country of demons. Even if the blood sacrifices of the demon sect are not tolerated by the people in the world, no one dares to hold them accountable directly!"
"Are you afraid that something is wrong with your head? Tsk tsk, for such a handsome young man, it's a pity that his brain is not very good! It's probably difficult for him to get out of the Demonic Kingdom!"
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All the sects present were shocked by Yi Xifeng's "sharp words" and were even more curious about this person's background and background.
"Boy, it seems that you are really looking for death! You are questioning the Demonic Cult here, haha, I am a little reluctant to kill you!" Qianyuan laughed coldly, and it became louder and louder, and his whole person became a little nervous. Madness.
Li Xintian was subtly aware of the changes in the atmosphere on the field. During these days, she learned a lot about how to become a saint, the most important of which was naturally dealing with the affairs of the sect and believers.
An important part of handling sect affairs is to balance the relationship between the divine religion and the demonic religion.
As a saint from the divine sect, she naturally knows that the demonic sect has its corresponding "devil's son". Both belong to the upper echelons of the sect, but they are more motivated by doctrine and belief. Therefore, she naturally knew the serious consequences of Yi Xifeng openly questioning Qianyuan at this time.
You know, even if Qianyuan was about to kill Zhao Long just now, the arrogant "Buddha" Zhang Qiling just said, "Your Majesty, don't be too hasty in everything!"
Even though the Buddha had already taken action to stop him, and even "gently" held the opponent's life gate, he was still so polite on the surface!
Because Qianyuan represents not only himself, but also the face of the Demon Sect in Biyou Palace.
Just like Xiao Kangxi and Obai back then, even though Ao Zhongtang didn't take the young emperor seriously, he even stood by the dragon throne and held Xiao Kangxi's wrist, asking him to kill Sukshaha who opposed Obai. But in words, he was still polite to the little emperor.
