Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 790 Who agrees?Who is against it?
Chapter 310 Who agrees?Who is against?

(Today's chapter is a [-]-word chapter.)
Time travels back in time to before the coronation was complete.

Yi Xifeng, who was caught in a bitter battle, figured out a truth when he attacked the "three talent formation" set up by the disciples of the divine religion.

He didn't need to defeat this formation and enter the hall from the front.Because even in his heyday, if he wanted to enter the main hall of Biyou Palace and force Li Xintian to escape here by force, the result would definitely be dead.

What Yi Xifeng has to do is to enter the main hall and persuade Han Sanli to let Li Xintian go, at least to take some more responsibilities so that she will suffer less punishment. As for whether he can get out of trouble, from what Lu Zhanyuan said before, He somewhat cares about it.

Thinking of this, Yi Xifeng immediately changed the tactics he used to continue fighting with the trio of gods. Fortunately, after the fight just now, the Yejian Hanxing in his hand gradually stabilized, not as endless as it was at the beginning. Killing intent.

"Moon steps up to the dragon!"

Yi Xifeng took advantage of the flexibility of this set of ancient body skills, and quickly crossed the defense line of the four God Cultists in the front row of the "Three Talents Formation".

The sudden change caught the congregation of the God Cult by surprise.However, this "Three Talents Formation" is not so easy to break through. The back row is divided into two rows of congregants, see Yi Xifeng dodges to avoid the block in the front row, and immediately uses various attacks to greet Yi Xifeng.

"True Sun Feather Cloak!"

When fists and palms approached him, Yi Xifeng immediately activated the True Yang Feather Cloak, and the golden pure Yang True Yuan wrapped around him in an instant, and he chose to resist the opponent's attack with his powerful body.

The two rows of God Sect congregants are all in the realm of the demons (the realm of the knights). Under continuous attacks, it is difficult for any martial artist in the realm of the knights to resist these moves and move on.The momentum of the advance will inevitably be blocked, as long as the four people in the front row are given a chance to turn around, then Yi Xifeng's plan will end in failure.

"Walking Dragon Tai Chi Wind!"

A gust of palm wind shot out one after another, and the fist and palm that originally landed on the Zhenyang feather cloak were instantly deflected.Some pairs cancel each other out, and some even fly towards other congregants.

……

"What? This is, what kind of kung fu is this?"

"This palm technique is so weird, how can it defuse all the opponent's fist attacks, and even some moves can counterattack back!"

"Using the way of the other, return it to the other body! Is this the boxing method of the real martial arts school?"

……

All the disciples around the divine religion couldn't help discussing this scene.The Divine Sect is originally a branch of Jiejiao, and naturally has its own inheritance and understanding of Taoist exercises.Because of Yi Xifeng's special identity, after seeing this set of "Walking Dragon Taiji Style", everyone instantly connected it with Taoism.

This is not because the followers of the divine religion have rich imaginations or open minds.The main reason is that Yi Xifeng's "Tai Chi Style" is the "Tai Chi Style" inherited from the previous life on Earth.It is also born out of Taoism.The previous life and the current life have different understandings of Taoism, but there are some things in common.

For a while, the rest of the congregation in the Sancai Formation were also amazed by the opponent's sudden palm technique, and couldn't respond in time.

Yi Xifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, he knew that this opportunity was rare, if he didn't take this opportunity to break through this hateful formation of three talents, he would not have any chance today.

He fit on the Hanxing Sword, turned into a beam of sword light, and went straight to Li Xintian in the inner hall.

……

The maid standing in front of the saint stood there dumbfounded when she saw the sudden sword light.

When the sword light dissipated, revealing Yi Xifeng's pale face, several maids around immediately started whispering.As Li Xintian's personal maids, they can be regarded as "very familiar" with the young Taoist priest in front of them.After all, during the previous period, every now and then, the saintess would ask them to collect some information about each other.

Gossip news, especially in the minds of girls of their age, is sometimes even more "handy" than the precepts in teaching.The curiosity of the maids towards Yi Xifeng was no worse than those spies in the sect who were in charge of intelligence collection.

"Is this person Yi Xifeng?"

"Yeah, it looks really clean."

"He fought in the square of the main hall before, and judging by his strength, although he is not as good as Qian Yuan of the Devil's Cult, he can still be regarded as a leader among the younger generation."

……

Yi Xifeng stood up staggeringly, a smear of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes kept looking at Li Xintian who was beside him.With just one glance, he could see the abnormality of the girl, which was sealed with a forbidden technique.Then he looked over the girl's shoulders and looked at Han Sanli not far away.

The believers outside the hall quickly poured into the main hall of Biyou Palace, but they didn't go forward to surround Yi Xifeng again.At this time, the saint's coronation ceremony was going on in the temple, and these congregants naturally didn't dare to go forward to arrest her immediately.

Yu Ming looked at Yi Xifeng who suddenly appeared with a gloomy face. In fact, when he saw the sword light just now, he could have taken it down, but they did so immediately.As the saying goes, "you gain wisdom by eating a ditch", he had already caused Han Sanli's displeasure by his rash action before, and he must not offend the leader this time.

The precept elder stared at Yi Xifeng sullenly, ready to step over at any time, take it down with his own hands, and end this farce!

Seeing Yi Xifeng's sudden intervention, Han Sanli frowned slightly, then stood up from the leader's seat, and walked slowly towards this side.While walking, he calmly reminded:

"Yu Ming, the coronation of the saint is not over yet."

Yu Ming immediately turned around and cupped his hands towards the God Cult leader who was walking slowly, and said in fear and trepidation: "Sub...subordinate...obey!"

The next moment, the elder of discipline appeared directly behind Yi Xifeng, before he could react, he put one hand on Yi Xifeng's shoulder, and said in a hateful voice:

"Boy, can you walk or not, can you come to death?"

At this moment, Lu Zhanyuan, who represents the Hall of True Martial Arts, has already left here with Chen Chuantuo. The Dean Chen made a bet with Han Sanli just now, and in the end Chen Chuantuo won by a fluke, and Han Sanli is willing to gamble and lose the two. people leave.

After all, from the beginning to the end, Master Han only agreed to let him and Lu Zhanyuan leave.As for Chen Chuantuo taking Lin Fenghuo away, Han Sanli didn't really care much about it. What really forced him to do it was that Lu Zhanyuan wanted to take Li Xintian away.

Even if the saint gives up becoming a saint herself, this matter is not decided by other sects or the saint herself.Because no matter how big or small the entire divine religion is, there is only one person in charge from the beginning to the end.

Therefore, this coronation of the saint is no longer a nominal coronation, but a matter of face for the gods.

There is no small matter in Zongmen's face, it is a big matter.

Yi Xifeng naturally understood the truth, so he ignored Yu Ming who was behind him. He knew in his heart that given the difference in strength between himself and this Elder Yu, he had no chance of surviving.

"Master Han, I don't want to be an enemy of the God Cult, I just want to..."

Having said that, he glanced at Li Xintian beside him. She has been imprisoned by Han Sanli with the secret technique of the divine religion at this moment, and she can't speak.Only from her watery eyes, Yi Xifeng understood her meaning: "If you die, you will never live alone!"

Yi Xifeng let out a long breath, raised his eyes to look at the leader of the God Cult, and said in a deep voice: "I just want to take her away, since then she is no longer a saint of the God Cult, and I am no longer a disciple of the Hall of True Martial Arts. Let's walk the rivers and lakes together, and forget about the sect's grievances!"

What he said was extremely low, but the strength of the warriors in the hall is not low, it stands to reason that they should all be able to hear it.But these words were for Han Sanli, so they only reached Han Sanli's ears.

When Yi Xifeng said this, Zhang Ming and Qin Hongyao suddenly appeared in his mind.He has witnessed all kinds of experiences of the two of them, and when he thinks back at this moment, he is an enviable couple.

After listening to Yi Xifeng's words, Han Sanli did not express his opinion directly, but glanced at everyone present.Whether it is the congregation of the God Sect or the elders and disciples of other sects, they are obviously curious about what Yi Xifeng said to him just now.

Some people with good strength can naturally understand Yi Xifeng's lip language when they see Yi Xifeng's lips move slightly.But these people couldn't help sweating coldly when they met Han Sanli's eyes and hands.

They understand in their hearts that the water in the rivers and lakes is too deep, and sometimes knowing more about things is not necessarily a good thing, and it may even cause fire.

"So, do you disapprove of the coronation of today's saint?"

Han Sanli's light words fell into Yi Xifeng's ears like five thunderclaps.Because after a while, the palm on his shoulders behind him disappeared, and Yu Ming stepped back a few feet away with a pale face.

Instead, Han Sanli asked lightly.

"Also, please also ask Master Han to complete it!"

"Haha!" Han Sanli suddenly laughed when he heard Yi Xifeng's reply.

Seeing the old devil Han suddenly laughing, Yi Xifeng felt extremely strange, but Li Xintian's expression changed suddenly.

She was imprisoned by the secret technique, unable to move, and unable to sound a reminder.It's just that there is a hint of sadness and despair in her eyes...

Han Sanli laughed and raised his palms, and immediately two hazy barriers enveloped him from both sides of the hall.

"Okay! I'll help you!" Han Sanli said coldly.

When Yi Xifeng heard Han Sanli's words, the other party's palm had already patted his chest.

A golden glow instantly spread from Han Sanli's palm to Yi Xifeng's whole body.He just felt that his whole body was floating up, as if his soul had come out of his body, and he had no control over that physical body, like cotton wool.

Yi Xifeng was lightly patted by Han Sanli, and his body flew upside down involuntarily, and his consciousness instantly blurred...

Everyone felt a golden light flashing in front of their eyes, and Yi Xifeng's figure disappeared again, as if he had never appeared in this world.Han Sanli glanced at everyone again, and asked indifferently:
"The coronation ceremony of the saint continues, who agrees? Who opposes?"

Everyone in the audience was stunned for a moment, and then they cupped their hands and said loudly: "Congratulations to the saint for her coronation!"

Many of these people were congregants of the divine religion, and many were elders from other sects who visited Biyou today, but they all cooperated with the questioning of the Han leader without exception.

Yi Xifeng was just turned into fly ash by a palm?

No, not even a single fly ash could be found!
What a terrifying strength this is, even if Han Sanli slaps Yi Xifeng to death with one palm, it is far less shocking than this way.

Since then, everyone in the world has known that Yi Xifeng, an inner disciple of the Hall of True Martial Arts, was killed by Han Sanli himself!And there are no bones left!

------Dividing line------

That night, Han Sanli stood in the room where the saint slept, looking at the starry sky in a trance through the crystal wall above the bed curtain.

There was no one around, and even the chirping of evening insects could be heard.

What happened during the day passed through Han Sanli's heart like a revolving lantern, and he seemed to be catching some missing points.

"The boy from the Hall of True Martial Arts stayed in Biyou Palace recklessly. Is it really for Xintian?" He subconsciously expressed the doubts in his heart.

"Is it really because of the saint's coronation ceremony that the illustrious and prestigious leader of the divine religion is angry at people again and again?" Yoyo's answer came from the shadow of the room.

Han Sanli didn't turn his head. He wasn't surprised that there would be other people here.The two were silent for a long time, and finally the leader Han broke the silence.

"In other words, it's not for Xintian?"

When he said this, it seemed that he directly admitted that he was not angry because the coronation ceremony of the saint was interrupted.

To put it bluntly, the coronation of the saint is just a formality. Li Xintian was selected as the saint of the gods a hundred days ago.

Most of the ceremonies were disturbed by people, and some lost the face of the gods, but in Han Sanli's opinion, how could the face of the gods be worth his anger and gaffe?
"No, he doesn't know anything, he just did this for that cute girl." The man in the shadow let out a childlike laugh.

"Fortunately, if it was him, if it were someone else, wouldn't he be scared out of his wits by Han's feigned anger, and escape from Biyou Palace without looking back?"

Han Sanli didn't answer, as if he didn't hear.

The person in the shadow continued: "But I would like to ask, why did the leader of Han want to impose the seal of the god religion? Just want him to die in it? Then at least one must be added to the female doll, it is so biased, it is difficult Convincing..."

Han Sanli sneered: "This is the territory of the god religion, fair or not, I have the final say!"

Hearing this, the person who had just spoken in the shadows immediately fell silent.

Han Sanli's eyes were not looking at the sky, but at the shadow of the bedroom.

"I still want to ask, why did you Zhenwu Daodian go back on your word? If I don't kill him, I have already given you enough face. You still want to bargain on this kind of thing?"

The shadow was slowly illuminated by the moonlight in the sky, and the person who had been standing in the shadow just now revealed his true face. It was Lu Zhanyuan, the Great Elder of the Hall of True Martial Arts.

Elder Lu didn't reply, Han Sanli turned his gaze to the other party, and saw a Dao Talisman falling from Elder Lu's back, and then his whole "person" turned into fine sand.

In the huge room, only Han Sanli was left inside, and the chirping of insects outside also fell silent...

Han Sanli waved lightly, and floated the fine sand in the shadows in front of him, gradually condensing into a sand sculpture that looked like Li Xintian.

He reached out and tapped "Li Xintian" on the forehead, filled with emotion:

"There is a loquat tree in the courtyard. My wife planted it with her own hands when she died. Now it is as graceful as a cover..."

(Revised, you can see!!)

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