This is because he still remembers the incident where he was demoted to the human world on the train of dead souls.
But it shouldn’t be me who wants to hold grudges, right? You should hold grudges against King Yama. You’ve got the wrong person.
The God of Plague, Hamo, was also frightened. Just now, he said that I was the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven. Why do I now completely ignore the life and death of the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven?
Yang Jian's sword will completely cut him and me in two.
How could Hamo dare to take it? He immediately pushed me away from where Yang Jian was wielding the knife.
With the force of this push, he quickly rushed backwards.
While Hammer was running back, he began to use his escape method to leave here.
But when the magic was halfway through, the God of Plague discovered that his magic was imprisoned.
Unable to cast escape spells such as escape spells
At the same time, 'Niu Shengying' and the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand turned into a cloud of smoke and floated past me.
After 'passing' through my body, the smoke instantly condensed into his true appearance - Erlang Zhenjun Yang Jian with the mark of the third eye on his forehead.
Yang Jianli ignored me, holding a three-pointed two-edged sword in one hand, and like lightning, he arrived in front of the Plague God who failed to use his escape method.
"Zhenjun! I have something to say."
After seeing Yang Jian restored to his true form, Hamo was desperate to save his life, so he immediately shouted at Erlang Shen, wanting to exchange the secret that I was Guangwu Heze for his life.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jian didn't give him a chance to speak at all. He turned the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand and slashed at Hamo's head.
In desperation, Hamo could only block it with his own flag.
"Dang!" A sound of metal hitting was heard, and the entire Shenxian Shop began to vibrate.
The flag in Hamo's hand was broken into two pieces on the spot, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Yang Jian was a bit of a germaphobe, so he frowned and avoided the spray of blood, giving Hammer a chance to breathe.
"Zhenjun, I have something to say, this kid is."
When the God of Plague spoke again, the three-pointed two-edged sword in Yang Jian's hand arrived again.
Hamo had no choice but to escape with all his strength, and he teleported dozens of meters away.
At this time, the God of Plague still refused to give up and shouted to Erlang God again:
"He is."
This time, just before he was about to say Guangwu Heze, a loud explosion suddenly sounded in the distance.
The noise was so loud that it instantly drowned out Hammer's voice.
At the same time, Yang Jian came to kill him again.
Erlangshen didn't give Hammer a chance to breathe at all. As he swung the three-pointed two-edged sword again, the God of Plague had no choice but to teleport again.
It's just that Yang Jian didn't give him this chance this time. When the figure of the God of Plague teleported to a hundred or ten meters away, a hole the size of a fist appeared in his chest.
"Yang Jian! You avenge your private revenge."
The God of Plague finally understood, and he took the white jade he had just vomited out in his hand.
He gestured to Yang Jian and said:
"Grasshead!
in my hand
Can you trade my life?"
Yang Jian originally held a three-pointed, two-edged sword, intending to throw it at the God of Plague.
But the moment he saw the grass head, Erlang Shen finally changed his mind, put away his artifact, and raised his fingers to signal him to throw the grass head over.
After the God of Plague hesitated for a moment, he still threw the white jade in his hand in the direction of Yang Jian.
After watching Yang Jian catch the jade in the air, Hammer finally had a chance to speak.
He covered his wound with one hand, pointed with the other hand at me who was still at the door of the temple, and said to Yang Jian:
"True Lord!
You have all been deceived by him!
Do you know who this kid was in his previous life?
It is the Guangwu Heze that Heaven is searching for.
Caotou exchanges my life, and each of us takes half the credit for capturing Guangwu Heze.
After returning to Heaven, the true Lord only needs to prove that I have been hiding here to endure the humiliation in order to capture Guangwu Heze."
At this time, Yang Jian had already finished checking the straw in his hand. After looking up at the God of Plague, he suddenly smiled strangely and said:
“What if he’s not Hirotake Aizawa?
So are we both equally guilty of being disrespectful to the Emperor of Heaven?"
“He is definitely Hirotake Aize!
I deceived him just now, and he admitted it himself.
Also, Hiroshi Aizawa's right-hand men, Rikishi and Tsuru-kun, also arrived just now.
I saw the three of them talking with my own eyes, and Rikishi and Hejun called this boy Junshang."
"That would be interesting"
After hearing what the God of Plague said, Yang Jian turned around and looked at me again.
This time the third eye on his forehead opened wide. After looking around carefully, he turned back sharply, looked at Hammer coldly and said:
"This is the third time I've checked his soul, and there's no trace of Guangwu Heze at all.
Hammer, what else do you have to say?"
The God of Plague was stunned for a moment, and after looking at me, he suddenly thought of something.
He patted his thigh and said to Yang Jian:
"Rikishi and Crane-kun!
The two of them are now trapped in my Nine Dragons Thunder Formation.
Zhenjun went over and saw that they were Guangwu Heze's right-hand men. If they appear here, then this boy is most likely a traitor to Heaven."
Yang Jian hesitated slightly, then nodded and said to Hammer:
"Lead the way"
Then he turned back and said to me:
"Your Highness, those who are pure will themselves be pure.
Yang Jian was offended."
While speaking, Erlang Shen gently waved to where I fell on the ground.
My body left the ground, floated in mid-air and flew towards Yang Jian.
Seeing that there was still a chain in my mouth, Yang Jian frowned slightly, and then used magic to remove the chain from my mouth.
There was no restraint in my mouth. I moved my mouth, floated in the air and said to Yang Jian:
"I said Mr. Erlang, what if it turns out that I am not Guangwu Heze?
For the sake of your Heavenly Emperor, his godson cannot bear this humiliation, right?"
Yang Jian smiled at me, then pointed the tip of the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand at Hamo in the distance and said:
"If it is proven that His Highness has nothing to do with Guangwu Heze, then Hamo will deserve death!
I will personally drive him into a place of eternal destruction and vent his anger on His Highness."
While talking, Erlang Shen also wanted to cast a spell to untie the chains on my body.
But I stopped him and said:
"Forget it, let me be lazy.
I am not one of your magicians, I have to rely on myself step by step.
I just want to be lazy and fly over like this so lightly that I can also taste the feeling of you gods flying in the sky."
Seeing Yang Jian and I talking and laughing, the God of Plague in the distance took a deep breath and ignored us.
He held his bleeding wound and staggered towards the location of the Nine Dragons Thunder Formation.
After Yang Jian saw it, he took me to follow him.
At this time, I said to Yang Jian in a medium voice:
"Master Erlang, the two blows you gave the God of Plague just now are more or less personal grudges.
Why did he offend you? You have to kill him as soon as you hit him."