God-level Stealing System

"stop!"

At this moment, a team of all-blue cloud plackets and uniforms, a gold belt around the waist, and a horizontal knife behind the waist, led by a deacon of the inner door of the Hall of Law Enforcement, hurried to this side.

Different from the vicious spirit of the disciples of the Hall of Law Enforcement in the right side, the disciples of the Hall of Law Enforcement in the left side walk like the wind, and all of them are capable and masculine.

Dozens of people came together in an orderly manner, like a blue river merging into the devastated Diantiandian square.

Four law enforcement disciples wearing black iron masks, armed with flat law enforcement knives, quickly occupied the four corners, surrounding Silent, Jiang Tianzuo, and Sun Zhan.

Stabbing! Stabbing!

The sharp knives as sharp as silver cod were snapped out together, and there was a faint sound of switching on electricity, and purple thunder patterns entangled like earthworms.

The four disciples of the court of law enforcement stood with their swords raised, squatted with coercion, watching their noses and noses, their minds are solemn, and their faces are ruthless.

"Yuzun Yuntai, a corner is missing, it is damaged by violence..."

"And the nine-layer white jade steps of the hall, all damaged..."

Nearly 30 other law enforcement disciples were scattered all over the square, and the damaged list was counted.

"He Rui, write them all down for me. These are all crimes, and they are all testimonies presented in court!"

It was the inner deacon who led the team, speaking solemnly.

"Yes!"

Next to him, a Confucian man dressed in a green cloth robe with blue eyes immediately responded.

Immediately, he pulled out a green pen on his waist from the navy blue ribbon. With a soft sound, a book appeared out of thin air.

Looking at the book floating in the air, he was stunned for a while before he urged him to open the thin page with his true yuan and started writing.

One by one, light green and delicate fonts condensed in the air, and then engraved on the thin paper, the words and sentences are concise, and they are three minutes into the wood.

However, judging by his posture, he is not very skilled and should not often do transcript work.

"The colorful flags, the flagpoles were charred into charcoal, and the flags were suspected of being burned by unknown fire..."

"As well as the loss of nearly a thousand pieces of various ritual utensils, nearly a hundred pits in the square, and the spiritual plants outside the venue should be destroyed..."

There were constant bad news and huge losses.

He Run, the man in the green robe, couldn't help frowning when he heard the words. While recording quickly, he raised his head slightly, glanced at Silent and the others carefully, and wondered in his heart, who are these people? It's nothing more than private military force, how dare to harm the outside of Diantian Temple like this?

"Look at the good things you did!"

Soon, the damage list was counted, and dozens of powerful Tibetans and high-ranking law enforcement disciples came to the silent three with the deacon of the inner door.

At this time, Silence and Jiang Tianzuo had already given up, and both received magic weapons.

Sun Zhan was wounded and stood silently behind the silence, keeping a distance from Jiang Tianzuo.

"The Diantian Temple is the important place for my religion to preach and preach the law, and it is also the place for the eight ancient sages to calm the nerves and rest. You dare to fight privately here, where to place the canon and the prestige of the sages. ?"

The deacon of the inner door stopped, stood proudly with his hand, and glanced at the silent people, showing accusations and complaints.

Silence also looked at him secretly at this time. He was a needless old man, short and fat, with a dark face, wearing a black green robe, waistband ribbon, shoulder and arm with delicate river cliff sea water patterns embroidered with silver silk thread, and a chest Seahorse animal pattern.

He was half a head shorter than the surrounding law enforcement disciples, but his body was two feet tall.

Silently noticed that Sun Zhan kept his head buried, as if deliberately avoiding the glance of this inner deacon. Feeling weird in my heart.

"Sun Zhan, why are you here?"

The deacon of the inner door had directly named Sun Zhan's name:

"Do you think that if you have blood on your face, I can't recognize you? Don't forget, it was the old man who promoted you to a true disciple. Even the ribbon on your waist was tied to you by myself. That’s right! It’s just that there are a few more spirit stones than before! Come out and make things clear!"

"Sun Zhan? The true story?"

On the side, He Run heard this and raised his eyes to look at Sun Zhan.

Sun Zhan’s robe was ragged and ragged, the platinum soft armor was scorched black, and his face was covered with blood stains. There were a few dazzling cuts on the edges. Only on the ribbon around his waist, the five spiritual stones shone, especially the oval in the middle. The faint kyanite exudes blue light, which is very vivid and does not stain dust, just like the eyes of the deep sea.

As a member of the Hall of Law Enforcement, He Run can save it naturally. The Lingshi ribbon is not allowed to be worn by disciples of the Hall of Law Enforcement.

Not to mention, there are five spirit stones on Sun Zhan's ribbon, and there is also a blue spar that looks unusual, as if it contains the power of thunder. The weight can be imagined.

Not long after He Run joined the Hall of Law Enforcement in the Left Chamber, he only heard of Sun Zhan by his name, but never saw him. At this moment, Sun Zhan was unkempt and wounded, and his heart was unavoidable.

This is the prince of the Dasun Empire who was promoted to a true disciple in only three years?

It seems that it is just so!

"Return to Elder An, this matter is actually..."

At this moment, Sun Zhan had calmly stepped forward and fully explained the ins and outs of Jiang Tianzuo's public killing of Yuan Erlang and Zao Yihan, and the event that he intended to capture Jiang Tianzuo and then trigger a fierce battle.

After hearing this, the short black deacon of the inner door, his face suddenly eased, between the sleeves, a sea cloud phantom appeared out of thin air, and a picture appeared in the cloud:

"It's all a misunderstanding, you can see for yourself!"

What I saw in the picture was the scene inside the Hall of Law Enforcement. Yuan Erlang and Zao Yihan were being punished. They looked miserable, but they were both alive and not killed.

Sun Zhan was startled suddenly, and immediately reacted, Jiang Tianzuo did not kill, he just used the snow-colored vortex to send Yuan Erlang and two to the law enforcement hall.

"So, it seems that I misunderstood Brother Jiang! I'm really sorry!"

Sun Zhan quickly apologized, but Jiang Tianzuo just snorted in response to this, without a hint of good sound.

At this time, the shocking wounds on Sun Zhan's face had healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the white face, handsome face, and vermilion lips were all restored.

A sky-white robe is also completely new, neatly dressed, with flowing eyebrows, a long jade body, a thunder pattern faintly surrounded by a thunder pattern between the sleeves, a polite and courteous speech and manners, and a look of the prince's authority, and when he was seriously injured. The embarrassed appearance of the person is like a cloud of mud.

"It turns out that this is his true face, but it is a little bit like a true disciple."

He Run's eyes lit up and commented inwardly.

"Although the misunderstanding has been resolved, you are fighting fiercely outside the Diantian Hall, and the impact is extremely bad. Come back to the Hall of Law Enforcement with us!"

As soon as the deacon of the inner door said this, he was silent, and Sun Zhan had not yet spoken, but Jiang Tianzuo sarcastically glanced at the disciples of the Hall of Law Enforcement, as if a cold wind swept away, and everyone felt a chill in their hearts:

"Hey, I want to go, can you stop it with you guys?"

Words fall.

The wind suddenly started.

Jiang Tianzuo was already nine feet high, with both hands out.

Brush!

Two snow snakes burst out at hand, turning into a white halo, circling around Jiang Tianzuo's body endlessly. The squally wind in the field suddenly became loud, and in an instant, a snow-colored vortex opened out of the void above his head.

"That's it for today, we will have a period later!"

The fine lines at the corners of Jiang Tianzuo's eyes were tightly wrinkled as if he was grinning, and the stiff and dry yellow skin was tugging in the wind and snow, and his breath was like a black hole and ice well, strange and inexplicable.

As he spoke, he was driving two snow snakes and disappeared into the depths of the tunnel-like snow-colored vortex.

boom!

In the next instant, the snow-colored vortex suddenly condensed into a ball of white light, and then burst into bursts. Between the sky and the earth, snowflakes, wind and frost, pouring down, the air stagnated and cold.