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Chapter 302 Sharp words

Chapter 302 Sharp words

Qianyuan's face looked a little ugly. It wasn't 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 true energy everywhere in the body has been locked by the powerful being behind him! I have long heard that the strength of this divine leader is extremely powerful even among the eight saints.

As a demon son 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 leaves people speechless.

At this time, he personally felt the pressure like a mountain 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 Diamond Halls of Daming Temple!

The life gate of the wrist is 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 that will cause anger and anger, people will complain.

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 called the best masters in the world, whether it is Han Sanli or Chen Chuantuo, that

They are all great monks in the martial arts realm who have entered the Chongsheng Realm.

Even though this Buddha is a well-known martial arts master, there is still a big gap between him and these two. But he knows very well that Chen Chuantuo's action is naturally to protect Li Xintian who is present, while Han Sanli's action is a bit intriguing.

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On the surface, 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 Devil.

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 present, this is the 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 any force. I ask Master Han to keep a close eye on what is going on today!"

Han Sanli glanced at Lord Buddha with a cold expression, then turned to Zhao Long who was standing aside, and asked coldly: "Why did you come to visit me?"

Zhao Long held the two swords in his hands and looked at the delicate situation. He knew that even his cheap master would not dare to fight against the divine sect and the demonic sect at the same time, so he had to put the two swords in his hands back into their sheaths.

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"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 again, this

Over a period of time, many things about Li Xintian's past were collected from intelligence, and the identity of this lay disciple of Buddhism was naturally 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 head 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 them, however, the backers behind these people in front of them 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 Mo Zi formed a personal enmity with you because of the blood sacrifice to the soul shrine?" Zhang Qiling asked calmly.

All the sects present also began to whisper. After all, this matter of blood sacrifice has been resisted by the upright sects in the world. However, this is a land of demons, so many people will 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." He was wearing a dark suit.

Qianyuan, the magic armor, said lazily, as if he was discussing a trivial matter not worth mentioning.

"Haha, it doesn't matter what you say." 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, with no trace of ripples on his clean and delicate face. If the contemptuous words had not 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 demonic country. Even if the demonic cult's blood sacrifices are not tolerated by 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 and handsome young man, it's a pity that his brain is not very good! It will probably be difficult for him to get out of the Demonic Kingdom!"



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'm a little reluctant to kill you!" Qianyuan laughed coldly, and it became louder and louder, and his whole person became a little agitated.

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 divine saint, she naturally knows that the Demon Cult has its corresponding "Demon Cult Demon Son". Both belong to the upper echelons of the sect, but they are more motivated by doctrine and belief. Therefore, she naturally knows in her heart that this

Shi Yi Xifeng openly questioned the serious consequences of Qianyuan.

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 more than just himself, he represents 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 and even stood by the dragon throne and held Xiao Kangxi's wrist, asking him to kill Sukshaha who opposed Obai. But

In terms of words, he was still polite to the little emperor.


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