Oda Emi was startled, and quickly stopped her steps and looked at her at a loss.

She strode forward, and two red lights appeared in her hands again, and threw them at the young man on the ground.

Lord Oda's face changed, and he roared angrily, "What are you going to do?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a dragon-headed cane from the sleeve of his kimono, and the wood-carved dragon's head eyes shimmered with a faint light.

He pointed at the curly-haired beauty, and a black light struck her.

Arthur lunged forward and blocked her in front of her, his hands crossed in front of his chest, and the black light hit his arm.

Rumble!

Arthur's face changed dramatically, and he looked at his hands in horror and let out a sharp roar.

His hands were turning into bloody mud inch by inch.

Lord Oda's eyes were like poisonous snakes, and he said, "Don't let anyone want to hurt my son!"

The curly-haired beauty was shocked: "Who hurt your son? I'm exorcizing evil spirits for him! Only by completely getting rid of the snake demon possessed by him can he return to normal!"

But Lord Oda was paranoid and said, "Don't any of you try to hurt him! All who hurt him will die!"

With that, he picked up the dragon's head crutch again.

"Huh?" Lord Oda suddenly sensed something, turned his head to look, and saw Bai Zhou throwing something at him.

He was about to dodge when the thing snapped and shattered.

It was a glass bottle, and the bottle contained black dog blood.

Blood was all poured on his dragon's head crutches, which made a sizzling corrosive sound, bursts of green smoke, and the ghost light in his eyes flickered a few times before disappearing.

He threw the cane away in horror and looked at the girl in disbelief: "You, what did you do to my crutches?"

He is just an ordinary person, he has no mana, and the only thing he can rely on is this dragon head crutch.

Bai Zhou said: "Don't worry, it's just the most ordinary black dog blood, the black dog's blood is extremely yang, and it is one of the most effective treasures to break away evil spirits, and the story of Qin Shi Huang killing a dog to ward off evil disasters has been recorded in the "Historical Records."

Everyone couldn't help but complain in their hearts, when is it now, you still have the heart to popularize science?

Bai Zhou continued, "Your dragon's head crutch is an evil thing, from the burial of an ancient daimyo who was unjustly killed, committed suicide by disembowelment, and was extremely resentful, so that such a ferocious thing could be born."

"It's very powerful, but as an ordinary person, every time you use it, you will suffer backlash, and the reason why your legs can't stand is because of this dragon's head cane, right?"

Lord Oda's face was very ugly, and he gritted his back molars and glared at Bai Zhou fiercely.

Bai Zhou didn't look at his face at all, and continued to explain: "Although your dragon head crutch is powerful, there is only one thing you are afraid of, which is black dog blood. As long as it is contaminated by the blood of a black dog, it will lose all its mana and become an ordinary crutch."

"And I happen to have one here." She seemed to think of something, and said solemnly, "I didn't kill the black dog, I just asked him for a bottle of blood."

Dog lovers, please refrain from coming to the side.

Everyone: Who asked you this?

Lord Oda's eyes were full of resentment, and he glanced at his youngest son who fell to the ground unconscious, his eyes were red: "You bastards, I originally thought that foreign cultivators would not harm my son, but I didn't expect you to be even more ruthless."

"Your son is already dead." Bai Zhou said mercilessly, "Actually, you have known this for a long time, but you refuse to accept this fact, let him be possessed by demons, make him look alive, and even sacrifice a maiden to him."

"You didn't really want to get rid of demons when you tricked us here, but someone told you that using cultivators to sacrifice can make your son live like a normal person."

"Your goal is to kill us all."

Arthur's hands are gone, but fortunately the person is not dead, and the curly-haired beauty is supporting him, and the relationship between the two should be very close.

They all looked shocked.

Lord Oda stopped pretending and scolded sharply, "What are you waiting for? Why don't you make a quick move and kill them all? Don't you want the $100 million you promised?"

The curly-haired beauty suddenly thought of something and looked back at the missionary.

The corners of the missionary's mouth twitched, and he slowly moved his eyes to look at the sword that was resting around his neck.

I don't know when, the blade of that sword was right against his major artery, and it could kill him at any time.

"Mr. Missionary, don't move." Wen Junzhi stood behind him, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Presumably you don't want to use your neck to test whether it's sharp."

Oda-sama's face sank.

The missionary sat on his knees, his face dark: "When did you find out?"

"From the moment I entered this room, I knew you were a pawn against us." Wen Junzhi said, "The position you are sitting in is too clever, just the right position to catch us all."

"And the positions of everyone here have already been arranged."