Chapter 316 Just for love
Han Sanli witnessed the whole process of Zhao Long's transformation from "emotional robbery" to instant baldness, and she secretly admired these young men who grew up with Li Xintian. They all had a profound background and were not inferior to those disciples trained by the eight major sects.
Li Xintian couldn't help but burst into tears when he saw that one of the former Yinren Town youths was seriously injured, one had a bald head, and the other was still fighting with the disciples of the cult at the entrance of the temple.
At this moment, Li Xintian was imprisoned in place by Han Sanli, and he could not make any sound from his throat. He could only watch Yi Xifeng being blocked outside the temple by the disciples of the god, and he launched attacks again and again in vain...
"Master Zhang Fo." Han Sanli said slowly.
Zhang Qiling slightly cupped his hands, then squatted down and picked up the beads scattered on the ground one by one.
When the elders of the surrounding sects saw this scene, they couldn't help but whisper.
Zhang Qiling picked up a Buddhist bead and said with a wry smile: "This time, it's a bit embarrassing."
I don’t know if he was talking about the shame of having his confinement broken, or the shame of Zhao Long suddenly attacking Han Sanli.
Han Sanli didn't say anything. He naturally understood Zhang Qiling's temperament and knew that this King Kong Hall Three who didn't quite follow Buddhist rules was actually a sensible person deep down.
"Our divine sect has always been on good terms with the Daming Temple. What is the purpose of this lay disciple disrupting the coronation ceremony of the saint again and again?" Han Sanli was silent for a long time, and then asked slowly, with a very calm voice.
Zhang Qiling was thinking about how to respond when Elder Yu, who was standing in the hall, raised his hands and said, "Cult Leader, do you want me to take action to help Zhang Qiling take care of his disciple?"
As the words fell, Zhao Long felt a substantial murderous aura pouring out of Elder Yu who stood with his hands folded.
Zhao Long had just solved the love catastrophe. At this time, his strength was at a loss, and this divine discipline elder seemed to have murderous intentions. It is reasonable to think about it. After all, Zhao Long suddenly attacked the leader of the divine religion. According to the religious rules, death is already the best outcome.
Han Sanli glanced at Zhang Qiling who was bending down to pick up the beads. A smile appeared at the corner of her mouth and she nodded slightly.
boom!
Zhao Long's whole body was instantly blown away, and the command elder made no ambiguity in his attack! Fortunately, Zhang Qiling's figure also disappeared from the field, and appeared behind Zhao Long in the next moment. He brushed his back with a palm, and a stream of Buddhist secrets poured into Zhao Long's soul from his back.
Zhao Long felt like the world was spinning and he instantly fell unconscious in Zhang Qiling's arms.
Zhang Qiling took Zhao Long back to the side of the hall, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you!" His expression was indescribably calm.
He put down the unconscious Zhao Long with one hand, and held the scattered Buddhist beads with his other left hand. The next moment, the Buddhist beads floated into the air, spinning around Zhang Qiling's left hand.
Han Sanli nodded slightly, then turned to Qianyuan casually and said, "Then, what is the stance of the Demon Sect?"
Qianyuan's cold sweat dropped like rain. He immediately held up his hands and hurriedly explained: "Just now in the palace, I was trying to keep the coronation ceremony of the saint going... I had no intention of hurting the distinguished guests invited by the cult... Look, look. Leader Han is aware of this!"
Han Sanli snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied with Mozi's answer. Although he was fighting fiercely with Chen Chuantuo above the hall at that time, he was fully aware of Mozi Qianyuan's sneak attack.
"Then, if anyone else has advice on the coronation ceremony of the saint of our divine religion, please come forward. Han will definitely not be embarrassed." He directly put Qianyuan aside and asked everyone.
Qianyuan's face turned red and white, and he didn't dare to sit down without Han Sanli's order. But now he was the only one standing, as if he wanted to give some advice on the coronation ceremony of the saint, and he was suddenly at a loss.
Han Sanli looked around and said in a deep voice: "Since everyone has no objections, if someone comes forward later, don't blame Han for being ruthless."
As soon as these words came out, all the masters present felt a slight chill in their hearts. It seemed that Old Demon Han was really angry.
Han Sanli looked around, and finally her eyes fell on Yi Xifeng, who had been forced outside the hall.
At this moment, Yi Xifeng was adjusting the disordered internal energy in his body outside the palace. What stood in front of him was a group of divine disciples with strength at the level of the knight ascending to the hall. They formed a group of four and formed a formation in the shape of "pin". Several of his attacks were firmly caught by the other party. On the contrary, Yi Xifeng himself was sneak-attacked by one of them. Even his tyrannical body was a little overwhelmed.
Before, he and Li Xintian were carried into the air by Lu Zhanyuan using talismans. When the girl was caught by Han Sanli with the Wuxiang Kung Fu, he was just a little short of being able to grab her hand... Almost in an instant, Yi Xifeng couldn't think of anything. Without thinking, he shattered the talisman. His eyes were filled with the girl's anxious gaze and panicked face, as well as her shouting at the top of her lungs:
"No! Go!"
Li Xintian knew that he would never leave again if he missed this opportunity.
Yi Xifeng knew that if he didn't go back to save her this time, he would never be able to save her again.
Taking a deep breath, Yi Xifeng held Yejian Hanxing tightly in his hand, and used the Dayan Thousand Machine Sword again as the voice of "The Coronation Ceremony of the Saint, continue" echoed in the hall!
The disciples of the God's Cult are waiting in front of them. They set up the "Three Talents Formation". The leading four people focus on defense and use their inner strength to form an indestructible barrier in front of them. The damage to the barrier is shared equally among the four people. In this way, even if Yi Xifeng uses his power to destroy The astonishingly powerful "Youlong Bajibeng" will also be digested by the four people, and the move is like a mud cow entering the sea.
What's even more deadly is that during the gap between Yi Xifeng's attacks, the disciples of the God's Cult on the left and right wings shot at the same time, and strong winds of palm prints came out instantly, making it difficult for people to guard against.
"The saint enters the hall." Following the instructions of Elder Yu Ming, Li Xintian slowly walked into the hall. In front of her, the head maid who had been serving her before held the crystal hair crown in her hand, preparing to be crowned again.
Li Xintian kept his eyes forward, looking along the shoulders of the maid in front of him at Yi Xifeng, who was already in a state of embarrassment outside the palace.
Yu Ming naturally noticed this, and he couldn't help but shake his head. He didn't know what medicine his leader was selling in his gourd. Is a girl who focuses solely on the disciples of the Zhenwu Dao Hall worthy of being a saint?
Moreover, Han Sanli only questioned Zhao Long and Qianyuan just now, but did not mention anything about the saint's violation of the religious orders. Yu Ming looked at the other elders of the divine religion in the hall with doubts, and saw rich expressions on their faces. , seems to be mocking in his heart:
"Elder Yu can't even pretend to be dead? How dare you do such a thing!"
"The water of the Divine Religion is very deep, you can't grasp it!"
"If you offend the saint, you have offended the leader. Just wait to be punished!"
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Yu Ming felt somewhat unhappy. As expected, when Han Sanli asked him to come up and preside over the coronation ceremony, her voice became colder.
"The Saint is crowned!" Following Yu Ming's second instruction, the maid put the crystal hair crown back on Li Xintian's head and placed a piece of jade representing the Saint in the center of the crown.
People around him clapped and cheered, and the palace was bustling with excitement. However, Li Xintian, the protagonist of the saint's coronation ceremony, was heartbroken.
Like a puppet, she followed the instructions step by step, and her body seemed completely independent of her will.
Just because Han Sanli had just sent a message to her: As long as she successfully completed the saint's coronation ceremony and lived a good life as a saint of the divine religion, he could spare Yi Xifeng's life.
Based on her understanding of Han Sanli, her actions during the saint's coronation ceremony will definitely completely annoy this egotistical religious leader. If she did not punish herself, it would only be because of the presence of outsiders. After the saint's coronation ceremony, he would be the one to punish the two of them. The time of reckoning after autumn.
Under the absolute strength of Han Sanli and the divine cult behind her, she and Yi Xifeng looked extremely small, like a small boat facing huge waves.
"New addition!" A shout outside the palace seemed to wake her up from despair!
In Li Xintian's incredible eyes, Yi Xifeng turned into a sword light and went straight into the palace, hitting her hard in front of her!
As the people around her screamed in surprise, Han Sanli's face suddenly turned ugly.
The coronation ceremony of the saint was interrupted again!
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