When the two came to this large mansion, they saw two bright red palm prints on the stone lion beside the door. Under the setting sun, they glowed with blood, as if they were dyed with real blood.
"Is this...?" Chu Li frowned and said, "Is it from the Blood God Sect?"
"There are two palm prints here, which means that everyone in the house will be killed." Zheng Ze said coldly: "If there is one palm print, only one person will be killed."
"I thought the two palm prints meant killing two people."
"The two palm prints mean killing everyone, the three palm prints mean leaving no chickens or dogs behind, including the chickens and dogs!"
"They don't even let the dogs go?"
"Yes." Zheng Ze said lightly: "Anything with flesh and blood is their tonic and can enhance their blood-clothed magic!"
Chu Li smiled half-heartedly: "Is there such a wonderful martial arts?"
He had previously come into contact with the Blood Clothes Magic Skill of the Blood Clothes Sect, and it indeed had its own unique secrets, but he was most afraid of the Tianluo Sect's martial arts. The Blood Clothes Magic Skills of the Blood God Sect should be the same, and they were indeed hard to guard against.
"You will know when you meet them in the future." Zheng Ze said calmly: "The blood-clothed magical power is extremely domineering and can devour flesh and blood, so when fighting with them, don't touch their palms. It's best to use a sword!"
Chu Li nodded and said, "I use a knife."
"Okay." Zheng Ze said: "I would like to advise you, if you are not from the eight major sects, it is better not to fight with them."
Chu Lidao: "I am from Daji, and I am not afraid of the Blood God Sect's revenge."
"Are you from Daji?" Zheng Ze looked at him in surprise.
Chu Li said: "Did Zheng Shaoxia go to Daji?"
Zheng Ze shook his head and said, "I've heard that although it's a little remote, it's close to the Shiwan Mountain!"
Chu Li smiled and said: "One hundred thousand mountains...yes, there are one hundred thousand mountains."
"I've always wanted to see Shiwandashan, and sooner or later I will go to Daji." Zheng Ze said.
"There is no way in or out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Isn't Mr. Zheng afraid of death?"
"Even if you die, you must go in and have a look, otherwise your life will be wasted." Zheng Ze said lightly: "Besides, if you want to become a master of the gods, you can only have hope in the Hundred Thousand Mountains!"
Chu Li nodded.
While the two were talking, the door suddenly opened, and an old man with white eyebrows and a young woman came out. They were both dressed in smart clothes, carrying swords, and were ready to fight.
When they saw Chu Li and Zheng Ze, they were startled.
The young woman frowned: "Are you disciples of the Blood God Sect?"
Zheng Ze said: "I am Zheng Ze, a disciple of Wuji Temple. Is this Zheng Yuanwai?"
"That's me." Zheng Shoufang clasped his fists and smiled: "You two young heroes, it's better to leave quickly. The disciples of the Blood God Sect will be here soon. If they see you and cost your lives, it will be my sin!
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"Don't worry, Commissioner Zheng, we are here just to deal with the disciples of the Blood God Sect!" Zheng Ze said solemnly: "I will never allow the disciples of the Blood God Sect to be rampant here!"
"Alas..." Zheng Shoufang said helplessly: "I appreciate Shaoxia Zheng's good intentions, but the disciples of the Blood God Cult who came this time are masters. Shaoxia Zheng had better leave as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late."
Chu Li stood aside without saying a word, and looked at the young girl curiously. At such a young age, she was actually Zheng Shoufang's daughter. It seemed that she was getting older and stronger.
Zheng Zedao: "Don't you believe me, Mr. Zheng?"
"Alas..." Zheng Shoufang said with a bitter smile: "The disciple of the Blood God Sect who came here is called Zhu Xing, and he is a master of the Blood God Sect. It would be better for Zheng Shaoxia to avoid it first. I can't thank you enough for your thoughtfulness.
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"Zhu Xing?" Zheng Ze frowned and thought for a while, then hummed: "He is a master, but it doesn't matter, I can still handle it!"
"Young Master Zheng didn't lie to me, right?" Zheng Shoufang was surprised.
The young girl showed joy.
Of course she didn't want to die, but she didn't want to fall into the hands of Hu Qiming, which would be worse than death.
However, she also wanted to trade her father's life for her, but unfortunately her father did not agree anyway, so they could only die together. If she could kill Hu Qiming before she died, she would be satisfied.
Zheng Ze hummed: "Although Zhu Xing is powerful, I am not a vegetarian. Please feel free to Mr. Zheng and Miss Zheng!"
"Then it's up to you, Young Master Zheng!" Zheng Shoufang said, "I wonder how I can cooperate?"
"No need." Zheng Ze shook his head.
"Hey, what a loud tone!" A sneer suddenly sounded.
Two people walked over from the street corner. The first one was a middle-aged man in Xuanyi, followed by a slender young man with twinkling eyes, as if he didn't like to look directly at others, and he was staring at Miss Zheng with bright eyes.
The middle-aged man in Xuanyi has a square face, neither tall nor short, with regular facial features, an upright face, and bright eyes. He is looking at Zheng Ze with a sneer: "Where did this guy come from, with such a loud tone!"
Zheng Ze cupped his fists and said in a deep voice: "Wuji Guan Zheng Ze!"
"It turns out to be the boy from Wujiguan!" the middle-aged man in Xuanyi said coldly.
He didn't seem to care and glanced at Member Zheng: "Have you thought about it, Zheng Shoufang?"
"My daughter will never marry Hu Qiming!" Zheng Shoufang said coldly: "Zhu Xing, even if you are a disciple of the Blood God Sect, I will not give in!"
"Then we can only do it according to the rules." Zhu Xing said calmly: "Send your family on your way!"
"You have such a loud tone!" Zheng Ze sneered: "I will never allow you, a disciple of the Blood God Cult, to do anything random!"
"Haha!" Zhu Xing laughed loudly, shook his head and said: "You are really dumbfounded, Zheng Ze, right?"
"That's right!" Zheng Ze snorted.
Zhu Xing shook his head and said, "You think I don't dare to kill you, right?"
Zheng Zedao: "You can give it a try! Hum, bullying the weak, this is the tradition of your Blood God Religion, right?"
"It's not your turn to take care of my affairs!" Zhu Xing said coldly: "If you make me anxious, you will kill me even if you are a disciple of Wuji Guan!"
"You have what it takes!" Zheng Ze sneered: "Others are afraid of your Blood God Sect, but we are not afraid!"
"Arrogant boy!" Zhu Xing shook his head, suddenly rushed to Zheng Shoufang, and slapped him down with a palm, his right palm was as red as blood, extremely fast.
"Tsk!" Zheng Ze thrust out his sword, hitting his palm just right.
"Ding..." Zhu Xing slapped the sword with his palm, making a clear sound.
Zheng Ze's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that Zhu Xing's blood-clothed magical skill was so profound. The power coming from the sword seemed to suck away his essence. His whole body felt tight and numb, as if he was afraid of encountering a natural enemy.
Zheng Ze snorted coldly, and the sword light suddenly surged, covering Zhu Xing.
Zhu Xing said calmly: "You dare to come out and embarrass people with your swordsmanship like this, your Wuji view is getting worse and worse!"
He suddenly hit the sword shadow that filled the sky with his palm.
Zheng Ze stumbled, took a few steps back, and avoided his palm.
He didn't expect that he still underestimated Zhu Xing, whose realm of blood-clothed magic was so advanced.
Zhu Xing showed no joy at all.
He shook his head indifferently, and it turned out to be a newborn calf.
He looked at Chu Li, swept his eyes, and suddenly shot at Chu Li, hitting Chu Li's chest with a palm print. The palm force was as red as blood and as fast as lightning.