Doing all this, Wu Ji and Yang Ziwen glanced at each other, and they both saw smiles on each other's faces.

This matter was ordered by Danny, the heir of the Norse family, although I don't know why the other party made such a request, but Nada still ordered it, this time, in order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, not only did Nada's eldest disciple be sent, but the Yazuka family also sent a monk who practiced qi at the eighth level, and now that Jian Xingdao's parents are accused, they don't believe that they can't complete the task.

Just as the two were about to celebrate each other, they suddenly heard a gunshot, and the two looked at each other in amazement.

"Yaga!"

As soon as the gunfire fell, the screams of Saburo Yatsuka were heard in the earphones, followed by the sound of rapid breathing.

"Mr. Yotsuka?"

Yang Ziwen had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Bang-"

There was another dull gunshot, and Uji beside him suddenly knelt on one knee, and the blood from his right knee flowed into a strange arc.

"Who is it?"

Yang Ziwen was scared, but the answer to him was the same gunshot, and there was a sharp pain in his right knee, and then he couldn't support it, and he also fell to the ground.

"Ahh

When has he suffered such severe pain since he was a child, at that moment Yang Ziwen couldn't wait to faint to death, holding his right knee on the ground and dying in pain.

Uji next to him was a ruthless character, dragging his broken leg and rolling on the ground, hiding behind Jian Zhihong and his wife, wanting to use the two as shields, but before his hand touched Yang Mu, a black shadow flashed, his right arm was cold, his arm fell, and then a strange roulette wheel appeared in front of him.

The roulette wheel was about a meter high, and it exuded an icy aura, like a propeller, buzzing and spinning, floating in the air.

Although he didn't see any eyes on the wheels, Uji still felt that the other party was staring at him, and if he moved, the other party would continue to slash at him.

What is this?

Ritual weapons?

I am a cultivator of the eighth level of Qi cultivation, why is there no resistance at all in front of this wheel?

This great change happened in the blink of an eye, and no one expected that after just three gunshots, their side would have no power to fight back.

"Who is it?!"

Yang Ziwen asked loudly with red eyes.

"It's me~"

The answer to him was a slightly immature voice, followed by the sound of footsteps, and Jian Xingdao appeared at the door of the room with Yatsuka Saburo, who also had a broken leg, in one hand.

"Jian Xingdao?"

Uggie didn't seem to expect the mysterious man to be this guy, and he felt a deep sense of unreality when he saw that the sniper rifle in the other party's hand was flashing with a shock mark.

Ten Earthquake Pattern Magic Weapons, or Sniper Rifles?

He had never seen ten tremor weapons, let alone a sniper rifle-shaped weapon.

At this moment, the blade man also stopped turning, and his slender figure stood in the middle of the field, as if violating the laws of physics, and ten tremor marks flashed as well.

Two magic vessels with ten tremor patterns?

How did this Jian Xingdao get started?

Isn't this guy just an ordinary person?

Is there really ten trembling artifacts in this world?

"Mom and Dad?"

Throwing Yazuka Saburo on the ground, Jian Xingdao walked quickly to his parents, and there was no response to a call.

"Buzz!"

The blade man standing upright on the ground suddenly divided into ten, each becoming about ten centimeters, divided into three groups, four stopped Yazuka Saburo who wanted to escape, four looked at Uji who wanted to dig something, and the other two looked at Yang Ziwen.

Yatsuka Saburo looked at the four monsters blocking the way, each of them flashing with a tremor mark, and he was stunned for a while, can the magic weapon still be separated?

"Bang-"

Raising his hand and pulling the trigger, he didn't need to aim, and a bullet erupted with a fire snake, and Saburo Yatsuka's other leg was also broken.

"Whew-"

Saburo Yatsuka let out a miserable howl and fell to his knees in a pool of blood.

"Jian Xingdao, you ......"

Originally, I wanted to take the two masters, wait for the other party to throw themselves into the net, and then let myself knead it, but I didn't expect that before I saw the other party's people, all three of them were seriously injured, this is not an ordinary injury, but was injured by a magic weapon, unless there is more than the number of pills of the magic weapon trembling mark, or the same number of pills, but ten magic weapons of the trembling pattern, is there such a level of pill?

At this moment, Yang Ziwen was really anxious and angry, and now when he saw Jian Xingdao's ruthless move, he immediately wanted to scold.

"If you don't want to die, shut up!"

Jian Xingdao turned his head and scolded angrily.

Seeing the other party's bloodshot eyes, Yang Ziwen's heart suddenly burst, and then he remembered that now the other party has an absolute advantage.

"What happened to my parents?"

“......”

No one answered.

Jian Xingdao raised the Star Destroyer in his hand, and said in a tone without any fluctuation: "The first one to tell me doesn't need to be shot......

"It was Uji who imprisoned his soul with a demon god clone......"

Yang Ziwen was the first to speak out.

"Bastard, aren't you afraid that I will bear the wrath of my master?"

"Yaga!"

Uji and Yatsuka Saburo reprimanded angrily.

"Bang, bang!"

They were answered by two gunshots, with Saburo Yatsuka losing an arm and Ugishi breaking another leg.

"Where is the Demon God clone?"

These four words Jian Xingdao asked Yang Ziwen.

"It's the bronze statue, it's inside the bronze statue!"

Yang Ziwen said quickly and urgently, lest it was himself who would be shot, and now he regretted it in his heart, he knew that Jian Xingdao was so strong, and he would not come to this troubled water.

Following the direction of Yang Ziwen's finger, Jian Xingdao looked at the bronze statue of the Demon God, the bronze statue of the Demon God at this moment had been revived, in fact, the moment Jian Xingdao appeared, the Demon God had already sensed that the two magic weapons with ten seismic patterns, plus the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, such a person was a great threat to him, after all, he was not the body, and he had no power to fight back against such an existence.

Sensing Jian Xingdao's eyes, the light on the bronze statue slowly expanded, and the influence of the demon god appeared.

The demon god appeared, and the room became dark again, with a cold wind.

Seeing the soul of his parents in the other party's hands, Jian Xingdao's eyes were torn apart, and he couldn't wait to break this guy into pieces immediately.

"Boy, don't act rashly, or I'll crush your parents' souls immediately!"

At this moment, the demon god used the souls of Jian Xingdao's parents as a threat.

Jian Xingdao didn't seem to hear it, but slowly stood up, stared at the demon god and asked coldly, "Who gave you the right to detain the dead soul?"

"What?"

The demon god didn't react for a while.

"I say, who gave you the right to detain the soul?!"

This time, Jian Xingdao roared out, and he was extremely angry.

"Bold, I am a demon god, and it is natural to detain the soul of the dead, who else will agree to it? If you don't want your parents' souls to be wiped out, obediently hand over your magic weapon and self-proclaimed cultivation, maybe I will still ......"

"Did the funeral bell ring?"

Jian Xingdao coldly interrupted the other party's words.

"Who are you?"

Originally, the demon god was still a little unhappy when he was interrupted, but when he heard the word funeral bell, his face changed greatly, and a bad feeling appeared in his heart, and he trembled a little when he spoke.

"It doesn't matter who I am, I just ask you, the funeral bell doesn't ring, who gave you the right to detain the soul?"

"Bang-"

The funeral plaque appeared out of thin air, and a grand voice came from it, "If the funeral bell doesn't ring, who dares to bury the soul?!"