Chapter two hundred and twenty fifth slap in the face
With a joking smile on Yuandao's face, he took one step at a time, only for Chen Heng to step back uncontrollably. Although he didn't make a move, Chen Heng already knew that he might have kicked the iron plate this time.
"Your Majesty!"
Although the temple is very strong, Chen Heng cannot expect those masters to come to the rescue at this time. He can only hope that the prince can take action and capture these people who are trying to cause trouble in the temple.
The prince's face darkened. He had been observing Xiao Zhan and others. Unfortunately, except for Xiao Zhan, who was in the sub-god realm, no one else could see the reason. However, the prince did not take Xiao Zhan and his group to heart, even if
Yuandao showed the strength of the Celestial God, but he didn't take it too seriously.
The prince took a step forward and stood in front of Chen Heng. He looked at Yuandao coldly and said, "This is a temple. Don't you think it's too much?"
The prince's cultivation level was very strong, and he even reached the realm of the God of Heaven. He stood in front of Chen Heng, and the tyrannical power surged in his body, trying to warn Yuandao who was approaching.
An evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Yuandao's steps did not stop at all. Until this moment, he had not drawn the sword, but the moment the prince intervened, he seemed to explode, and the terrifying sword intention seemed to fall in the next step.
Exploded.
boom!
The sword intent instantly exploded, more than doubling in value.
One side suddenly increased the pressure, and the other side naturally had to fully bear it. The prince completely withstood the terrifying pressure of the sword. His expression changed in an instant. At that moment, he felt as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and his eyes suddenly appeared.
It was as if someone was risking a star, and people instinctively retreated. Chen Heng was suddenly trapped on his body. Before he could catch his breath, Chen Heng flew several meters away and sat down on the ground.
"snort!"
A cold snort sounded, and almost instantly a figure cut into the aura of the confrontation.
Dressed in black armor, the power of the Yuanshen Seat violently burst out from his body, his cold eyes locked on the Yuan Dao, and he slashed out with a big sword like lightning.
This sword strike was so fast that in almost the blink of an eye, the sword light had already approached Yuandao. What was surprising was that the artistic conception of swordsmanship had completely reached the peak of slaying a saint, which was simply terrifying to the extreme.
Yuandao finally took out his sword. At the moment when the sword-wielding warrior appeared, his sword suddenly appeared. Yuandao's sword was very evil. The moment it appeared, it had penetrated the blockade of the sword. At that moment, his person seemed to disappear.
, the only thing left between heaven and earth was his sword.
"bump!"
The sword and the sword finally collided together, and at that moment the Yuandao sword warrior flew up. Although he blocked the sword that penetrated the defense at the last moment, he was unable to control all the power of the sword, and he lost control of himself in an instant.
.
Yuandao's sword is full of demonic properties. One strike will knock the opponent away, and the second strike will definitely follow. He has an evil smile on his face, and at that moment he becomes completely monstrous and ghostly.
"stop!"
Suddenly an angry shout exploded, and in an instant, a spiritual thought was like an arrow heading straight towards Yuandao who was trying to make a second cut. This divine thought was so fast that Yuandao had to give up the pursuit, and the man flashed in the void.
Make changes.
"bump!"
The arrow that was transformed into a divine thought hit the sword, and the terrifying impact caused Yuandao to be completely blown away, flying towards the direction of Xiao Zhan. There was no surprised expression on Yuandao's face, and the evil smile still remained.
, his body that was knocked away suddenly froze, and then fell back lightly behind Xiao Zhan, it seemed as if he took the initiative to retreat.
The person who repelled the Yuan Dao with her divine thoughts was a woman. Her cultivation was very strong, but she was not a warrior, but a temple priest. The purple priest robe looked very sexy, and she could be judged from the badge on her chest.
A chief priest, but different from the previous Chen Heng.
Seven Stars officiant!
There are also levels of hierarchy in the temple's chief priests. Although Chen Heng is the chief priest, he is only a one-star chief priest. The gap between him and the woman in front of him is not huge.
Yuan Yan glanced at Xiao Zhan and his party coldly, then turned to Yan Wuzong, who had not made any move, and said, "What's going on?"
Yuan Wuzong said hurriedly: "These people said they wanted to see the saint. Priest Chen thought they were unreasonable and wanted to drive them out. Unexpectedly, these people refused to leave, so a fight broke out."
"Want to see the saint?"
Yuan Yan's expression changed, and she quickly looked at Xiao Zhan and his party.
At this time, Chen Heng came to his senses. He got up and came to Yuan Yan's side in an instant. He looked at Xiao Zhan and his party with hatred on his face and said: "Sir, these guys don't know the heights of heaven and earth. They dare to blaspheme the saint. They must be killed."
Break into the Inquisition!”
Yuan Yan looked at Xiao Zhan in surprise, and her face darkened when she heard Chen Heng's words.
"Crack!"
A loud slap rang out, but it was not Xiao Zhan and his party that everyone expected, but Chen Heng, the accuser, who was slapped away by Yuan Yan.
Not to mention that Chen Heng was stunned at that moment, even the prince and his entourage who were originally from the temple were dumbfounded.
What rhythm is this!?
Everyone was shocked, but Yuan Yan, who slapped Chen Heng, looked at Xiao Zhan in surprise and said, "Are you Mr. Xiao?"
Xiao Zhan said calmly: "I am."
Yuan Yan was shocked. She hurriedly stepped forward and said, "It turns out that Mr. Xiao is here. These ignorant people bumped into Mr. Xiao and forced him not to take it to heart."
Hearing Yuan Yan's words, both the people in the temple and those who came with the prince's eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost. Everyone thought they had heard wrong. The seven-star chief priest actually looked like a person with only a minor cultivation level.
Why should an outsider of this realm apologize?
Xiao Zhan's eyes fell on Yuan Yan. He naturally didn't know this woman, but he knew that she must know his identity. A cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly: "This officiant is too arrogant.
He wants to kick me out without saying anything. Could it be that he has the final say here?"
Yuan Yan's expression changed, and she glared at Chen Heng with an ugly face. As a confidant of the chief priest, she had long been warned that Xiao Zhan was not only the de facto controller of the Netherworld Temple, but he was also the man who had signed a marriage contract with the saint.
If you dare to blast Xiao Zhan out, you are slapping the saint in the face. Not to mention her as the seven-star priest, even if the chief priest comes, he cannot withstand the anger of the saint.
His face was very ugly. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and a terrifying baptism was sucked directly towards Chen Heng.
"Crack!"
The loud slap sounded again, causing Chen Heng's face to become swollen. Yuan Yan was still angry, so she pulled out her second mouth again, and slapped more than ten people in the mouth while everyone was stunned.
At this time, Chen Heng was completely confused. He looked at Yuan Yan with a blank expression.