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The two of them came to the front of the mansion and saw that there were two bright red palm prints on the stone lion by the door. Under the setting sun, it emitted a bloody light as if it was really dyed in blood.
"This is?" Chu Li frowned. "Is this from the Church of the Divine Blood?"
"There are a total of two palm prints. It means that he wants to kill everyone in the house," Zheng Ze said coldly. "If there is only one palm print, then he will only kill one person."
"I thought the two palm prints were meant to kill two people."
"Two palm prints means to kill everyone, and three palm prints means not leaving a single chicken or dog alive, including chickens and dogs!"
"They won't even let the dogs off?"
"Yes." Zheng Ze said faintly, "Anything with flesh and blood is a tonic for them. It can strengthen their Bloody Garment Divine Technique!"
Chu Li smiled faintly. "Is there such a marvelous martial art?"
He had come into contact with the Bloody Garment Divine Power of the Church of the Bloody Garment. It was indeed unique, but he was most afraid of the martial arts of the Tian Luo Sect. The Bloody Garment Divine Power of the Church of the Divine Blood should be the same. It was indeed impossible to defend against.
"You'll know when you meet one in the future." Zheng Ze said faintly, "The Bloody Garment Divine Power is extremely domineering. It devours flesh and blood, so when you fight with them, don't touch their palms. It's best to use a sword!"
Chu Li nodded. "I use a knife."
"Alright," Zheng Ze said, "I'll give you a piece of advice. If they're not from the eight great sects, it's best not to fight them."
Chu Li replied, "I'm from the Ji Dynasty. I'm not afraid of the Church of the Divine Blood's revenge."
"You're from the Ji Dynasty?" Zheng Ze looked at him in surprise.
Chu Li asked, "Could it be that Young Hero Zheng has been to the Ji Dynasty?"
Zheng Ze shook his head and said, "I've heard of it. Although it's a little remote, it's close to the Grand Myriad Mountains!"
Chu Li smiled and said, "Hundred-Thousand Hills, that's right, there are Hundred-Thousand Hills."
"I've always wanted to experience Hundred-Thousand Hills. I'll go to the Ji Dynasty sooner or later," Zheng Ze said.
"There's no way out of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Young Hero Zheng, are you not afraid of death?"
"Even if I die, I have to go in and take a look. Otherwise, I will have lived my life in vain." Zheng Ze said lightly, "Moreover, if I want to become an Enlightened Master, I can only hope in the Hundred Thousand Mountains!"
Chu Li nodded.
As the two of them were talking, the door suddenly opened, and an old man with white eyebrows and a beautiful young woman came out. They were all dressed in tight clothes and held swords in their hands, ready to fight.
When they saw Chu Li and Zheng Ze, they were stunned.
The young lady frowned. "Are you disciples of the Divine Blood Church?"
Zheng Ze said, "I'm Zheng Ze, a disciple of the Everlasting Temple. Are you Officer Zheng?"
"That's me." Zheng Shoufang clasped his fists and smiled. "Young masters, please leave quickly. The disciples of the Church of the Divine Blood will be here soon. If they see you, it will be my sin if you die!"
"Don't worry, Officer Zheng. We're here to deal with the disciples of the Church of the Divine Blood!" Zheng Ze said in a deep voice, "As long as I'm here, I won't let the disciples of the Church of the Divine Blood run wild!"
"Sigh," Zheng Shoufang said helplessly, "I appreciate Young Hero Zheng's kindness, but the disciples of the Church of the Divine Blood who have come this time are experts. Young Hero Zheng, you should leave quickly before it's too late."
Chu Li stood at the side and did not say anything. He looked at the young girl curiously. She was Zheng Shoufang's daughter at such a young age. It seemed that he was getting stronger as he aged.
Zheng Ze said, "Officer Zheng, don't you believe me?"
"Sigh." Zheng Shoufang smiled bitterly. "The disciple of the Church of the Divine Blood is called Zhu Xing. He's one of the few experts in the Church of the Divine Blood. Young Hero Zheng, it's better for you to leave first. I'm very grateful for your kindness!"
"Zhu Xing?" Zheng Ze frowned and thought about it. He scoffed. "He's a master, but it doesn't matter. I can still deal with him!"
"Young Hero Zheng, you're not lying to me, are you?" Zheng Shoufang was surprised.
The young girl looked happy.
Of course, she did not want to die, but she did not want to fall into Hu Qiming's hands. That would be worse than death.
However, she wanted to exchange her life for her father's. Unfortunately, her father would not agree no matter what. They could only die together. If they could kill Hu Qiming before they died, she would be satisfied.
Zheng Ze scoffed. "Although Zhu Xing is powerful, I'm not someone to be trifled with. Officer Zheng and Miss Zheng, don't worry!"
"Thank you, Young Hero Zheng!" Zheng Shoufang said. "How should I cooperate?"
"No need." Zheng Ze shook his head.
"Hehe, how arrogant!" A cold laugh was heard.
Two people walked from the corner of the street. The one in front was a middle-aged man in black clothes. Behind him was a slender young man. His eyes were twinkling as if he did not like to look at people directly. He was staring at Miss Zheng with his bright eyes.
The middle-aged man in black clothes had a square face. He was neither tall nor short. His facial features were regular and he looked righteous. His eyes were bright and he looked at Zheng Ze with a cold smile. "Where did you come from? How dare you speak so arrogantly!"
Zheng Ze fist saluted and said in a deep voice, "Zheng Ze from the Ultimate Temple!"
"Oh, it's the young man from the Ultimate Temple!" The middle-aged man in black clothes said coldly.
He did not seem to care. He looked at Officer Zheng. "Have you thought about it, Zheng Shoufang?"
"My daughter will never marry Hu Qiming!" Zheng Shoufang said coldly, "Zhu Xing, even if you're a disciple of the Church of the Divine Blood, I won't give in!"
"Then we'll have to follow the rules," Zhu Xing said calmly. "I'll send your family to hell!"
"How arrogant!" Zheng Ze laughed coldly. "As long as I'm here, I won't allow the Church of the Divine Blood's disciples to do as they please!"
"Haha!" Zhu Xing laughed and shook his head. "What a hothead. You're Zheng Ze, right?"
"That's me!" Zheng Ze scoffed.
Zhu Xing shook his head. "You think I won't dare to kill you, don't you?"
Zheng Ze said, "You can try! Hmph, bullying the weak is the tradition of the Church of the Divine Blood, isn't it? "
"It's none of your business!" Zhu Xing said coldly, "If you make me angry, I'll kill you even if you're a disciple of the Ultimate Temple!"
"Do you have the ability to do that?" Zheng Ze laughed coldly. "Others might be afraid of the Church of the Divine Blood, but we're not!"
"Arrogant young man!" Zhu Xing shook his head and dashed in front of Zheng Shoufang. His right palm was as red as blood and it was extremely fast.
"Swoosh!" Zheng Ze stabbed his sword and it happened to stab Zhu Xing's palm.
"Ding!" Zhu Xing's palm hit the blade of the sword and it made a clear sound.
Zheng Ze's expression changed slightly. He did not expect Zhu Xing's Bloody Garment Divine Power to be so profound. The power that came from the sword seemed to be sucking away his essence. His body felt numb as if he was afraid of meeting his natural enemy.
Zheng Ze scoffed coldly. The sword's gleam suddenly increased and enveloped Zhu Xing.
Zhu Xing said calmly, "How dare you come out and embarrass yourself with such a profound sword technique? The Ultimate Temple is getting worse!"
He suddenly hit the sword shadows that filled the sky with his palm.
Zheng Ze staggered and took a few steps back to avoid Zhu Xing's palm energy.
He did not expect that he had underestimated Zhu Xing. Zhu Xing's Bloody Garment Divine Power was so profound.
However, Zhu Xing was not happy at all.
He shook his head disinterestedly. As expected of a newborn calf.
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