The demon dragon transformed into a huge rabbit, stretched out its demonic paws, pressed on the blood hunter Hongdong, deliberately showed a fierce look, and said: "Master Chen, I have captured him, what should I do with him?"
"Ahem."
Xue Lie Hongdong's internal organs were almost completely shattered, and his meridians and sacred veins were extensively damaged.
Coughing and vomiting blood.
The pain in his body was secondary. What made him extremely depressed and resentful was that the dignified Young Palace Master of the Warhammer Palace was beaten to the ground by a rabbit. If word spread, he would definitely become a joke in the Warhammer Palace.
Of course, at this moment, what he should be thinking about is how to save his own life.
Zhang Ruochen grabbed the storage bracelet from Xue Lie Hongdong's wrist. He immersed himself in it and explored it. It contained a large amount of precious weapon refining materials.
Some of these materials are simply not available on the market.
"Kill him." Zhang Ruochen said indifferently.
"No, Zhang Ruochen, you can't kill me. I am the young palace master of Warhammer Palace. If you take me to Warhammer Palace, you will be able to exchange for a large number of sacred weapons. I am the great-grandson of the great elder of Warhammer Palace." Blood Hunter Hongdong said.
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Zhang Ruochen said: "If you're not interested, I just want to kill you."
The monks of the Divine Sword Holy Land are the foundation of Sixth Senior Brother Lu Yuanzhi, and they are also long-time ministers loyal to the Shengming Central Empire. Zhang Ruochen has to give them an explanation.
"no no……"
Xue Lie Hongdong's face turned purple and his mind went blank. He never thought that one day he would have to face death.
"When killing other monks, you should have the consciousness to be killed. I have it, and you should also have it." Zhang Ruochen said calmly.
"Boom."
The mighty majesty of the Great Sage came from outside the sky, causing all the clouds within a thousand miles to break apart.
On this land, the faces of all the holy monks changed, and they looked up into the sky.
Above the nine heavens, stood a majestic figure wearing silver armor. He was extremely far away from the ground of Kunlun Realm, more than ten thousand miles away. Only the holy eyes of the Holy King could see his figure clearly.
"Meet the Angel Patroller."
The holy monks on the ground saluted the silver-armored angel patrollers one after another.
The so-called patrol angels are the great saints sent by the Heavenly Palace to patrol and supervise the battlefield of merit in the sky above the Kunlun Realm.
If it is discovered that the monks in the heavenly world are fighting among themselves, resulting in death or injury, the angel patrol will stop it and punish the perpetrators.
Of course, if a great sage from the hell realm appears in the Kunlun realm and breaks the rules of merit warfare, the patrol angels will report it immediately or take action to kill him.
The patrolling angels cannot come to the Kunlun Realm in person, but they can send down the power of heavenly punishment.
This was the first time Zhang Ruochen saw the Angel Patroller. When he saw the silver-armored man with three pairs of white wings on his back, his face sank slightly.
"Angel, another faction from the heaven realm."
The voice of the silver-armored angel patrolman reached the ground, carrying the pressure of the Great Sage: "Zhang Ruochen, infighting is not allowed in the war of merit. How dare you ignore the laws of heaven and want to kill your comrades. Today, I will
God will punish you and kill you."
Zhang Ruochen was not afraid of the other party's pressure from the Great Sage, and without a trace of respect on his face, he raised his voice and said, "If you want to impose a crime on me, why bother?"
"Have I wronged you?" the silver-armored angel patrol asked.
The angel patrols can't do whatever they want. If they are reported and impeached, they will not be able to live with it.
After all, there are several other major factions in Tiangong, who are always ready to suppress the factions in Paradise and let their own people take their place.
There were many Holy Realm monks present, and Zhang Ruochen was the envoy of the Moon God, so his status was extraordinary. The silver-armored angel patrol really didn't dare to casually send down heavenly punishment.
Zhang Ruochen felt contempt in his heart. When the Divine Sword Holy Land was massacred, where were the Angel Patrollers? When the Holy King's Mansion in the Eastern Territory was attacked on a large scale, where were the Angel Patrollers?
Zhang Ruochen didn't bother to argue with him, because it was useless to argue.
Zhang Ruochen said: "Blood Hunter Hongdong massacred monks from the Kunlun Realm at the Divine Sword Holy Land in the Eastern Holy City. He should have died. The monks at the Divine Sword Holy Land are the descendants of my senior brother. I have reason to avenge them. Don't say anything.
I haven't killed Xue Lie Hongdong yet, even if I kill him, it will be justice for heaven."
"Insolent, even if Blood Hunter Hongdong violated the laws of heaven, only the Heavenly Palace can punish you. If you kill him, you ignore the laws of heaven and you should suffer the punishment from heaven." The silver-armored angel patrol said angrily.
"The rules of Tiangong should be changed! Especially the members within Tiangong should be more strict." Zhang Ruochen's eyes were sharp.
"you……"
Suddenly dark clouds filled the sky, and a large number of thunder and lightning shuttled between the sky and the earth.
The holy power exuded by the angel patrols became more powerful and domineering, as if it was about to bring down the power to destroy the world, which greatly increased the pressure on the holy monks on the ground and made them all tremble. Some of the holy monks,
He even knelt on the ground.
Zhang Ruochen summoned the Qingtian Pagoda, held it in the palm of his hand, inspired the supreme power, and said: "God's punishment is not casual. If you kill me before I kill Xue Lie Hongdong, this is not a violation of heaven."
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The silver-armored angel patrolman shivered slightly and realized that he had acted too hastily.
If there are monks from the Pangu Realm faction and the Ten Thousand Demon Realm faction present, and they impeach the Tiangong on this basis, let alone whether his position can be saved. If the Moon God kills the Tiangong, his life may not be saved.
What's more, this time he not only wants to deal with Zhang Ruochen, but also saves others.
It's not too late to rescue the person you want to rescue first, and then slowly deal with Zhang Ruochen.
The silver-armored angel patrol collected thunder and lightning, condensed a projection, and descended to the Kunlun world, hanging in the air a hundred feet above the ground.
Although it is just a projection, the aura it emits is still extremely powerful, enough to kill an ordinary holy king.
"You said that Blood Hunter Hongdong massacred monks in the Kunlun Realm in the Holy City of the Eastern Region. Is there any evidence? If there is no evidence, I can destroy you now and take you back to the Heavenly Palace for severe punishment." The projection of the angel patroller
said.
"Of course there is evidence."
Although Zhang Ruochen is not afraid of the angel patrollers, he does not want to go against the Heavenly Palace.
So he took out a roll sleeve.
On the rolled sleeves, there is a rubbing of the blood hunter Hongdong killing people in the Holy Land of the Divine Sword, which can be said to be conclusive evidence.
The angel patroller's eyes were sharp, "This blood hunter Hongdong is really seeking his own death. He should not be so blatant if he wants to seize the "Tiangong Qilu"."
With this roll of sleeves as evidence, even if Blood Hunter Hongdong is handed over to Tiangong for disposal, it will probably be a dead end.
"Zhang Ruochen, you are the envoy of the Moon God, and you should understand that heaven's rules cannot be violated. Even if you have the evidence and kill the blood hunter Hongdong, you will die." The projection of the silver-armored angel patrol said.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes kept changing, thinking about how to deal with it.
In short, it is absolutely impossible to hand over the blood hunter Hongdong to the angel patrol in front of him. What if the Warhammer Palace is working behind the scenes and rescues the blood hunter Hongdong, how will Zhang Ruochen explain to the monks of the Holy Sword Holy Land?
After a long while, Zhang Ruochen said: "Thank you envoy for reminding me."
Seeing Zhang Ruochen's compromise, the silver-armored angel patrol nodded with satisfaction, and then said sternly: "This envoy has received news that the scarlet envoy Tianchen of the Bloody Battle Temple has been captured by you. Is this possible?"
"No."
Zhang Ruochen said again: "Tianchen is so powerful, how can I be his opponent? Is the messenger kidding me?"
"joke?"
The voice of the silver-armored angel patrol came into Zhang Ruochen's mind: "Zhang Ruochen, how can you set a condition to let Tianchen go?"
"I actually let an angel patroller negotiate with me. The heaven world really values me." Zhang Ruochen laughed secretly.
To be precise, the heaven world pays special attention to heavenly ministers.
After all, Tianchen has a great chance to reach the realm of a great sage.
Zhang Ruochen sent a message: "Tie Mr. Shenya to me, or give King Da Xi to me."
The body of the silver-armored angel patrolman exuded cold energy, causing a layer of ice to condense on the ground for hundreds of miles, "Wantless."
"You ask me to make conditions, these are my conditions." Zhang Ruochen said.
The silver-armored angel patrolman threatened: "As an angel patroller, I have many ways to kill you, not necessarily by inflicting heavenly punishment. If you obediently hand over the heavenly ministers, you may be able to live longer."
"It's not that I haven't seen your methods in heaven. But, am I not living well now? Go tell Shang Zixuan that you want to save Tianchen and let him come and fight me. He won, Tianchen
Leave it to him. If he loses, I will take his life." Zhang Ruochen said.
The silver-armored angel patrolman's eyes darkened: "Are you declaring war?"
"That's right, it's a declaration of war. There should have been a decisive battle between us."
Currently, the only person who can make Zhang Ruochen a formidable enemy in the same realm is Shang Ziyan. Now that he has entered the eighth step of the Saint King realm, Zhang Ruochen finally has the strength to avenge his senior brother and sister, so naturally he is eager to fight Shang Ziyan.
A battle determines life and death.
Zhang Ruochen walked towards Blood Hunter Hongdong step by step.
The silver-armored angel patrol noticed Zhang Ruochen's motive, and her projection immediately flew over and reached out to grab the blood hunter Hongdong.
"Space crack."
With a swipe of Zhang Ruochen's finger, a crack in space flew out, forcing back the projection of the silver-armored angel patroller.
"Uh-huh."
The next moment, Zhang Ruochen appeared next to Blood Hunter Hongdong and struck him with a palm.
"Zhang Ruochen, how dare you."
The projection of the silver-armored angel patrol roared angrily, stretched his arm into the void, and a white holy sword flew from the sky and fell into his hand.
The sword was like a meteor, piercing the air and stabbing Zhang Ruochen.
The palm that Zhang Ruochen struck at Xue Lie Hongdong did not fall. Instead, it turned into a claw, grabbed his right shoulder, lifted him up, and blocked him behind him.
"Pfft."
The holy sword in the hand of the silver-armored angel patrol pierced the blood hunter Hongdong's eyebrows.
After all, it was a projection, not the Great Sage himself, so his reaction speed was naturally not as fast as the current Zhang Ruochen.
Seeing that he had killed Blood Hunter Hongdong, a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the silver-armored angel patroller.
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(Sweat, there are still a thousand words left in Chapter 2. I’m really sleepy. I’ll write it tomorrow morning and update it before noon.)