Chapter 806: Flying sword to kill

The 807th chapter flying sword to kill

Yamamoto Yang opened his eyes suddenly, a drop of cold sweat came out on his temples, and he saw a black-haired and dark-eyed teenager sitting on the opposite sofa, looking at him calmly with a pair of star-like black eyes.

Outside his study room was guarded by several master martial artists, and there were many bodyguards in the courtyard. No one could enter without his permission.

"Who are you? How come you are in my study?" Yamamoto Yoichi is worthy of being a top boss with hundreds of billions of assets, still maintaining his composure, frowning slightly, but he seems to have guessed the identity of the teenager.

"You sent Koga and Iga people to kill me, don't you know who I am?" The young man said with an indifferent expression.

"Are you a shadow killer?" Yamamoto Yoyo suddenly shrank his pupils, finally showing a trace of fear, "My villa is heavily guarded, how did you come in?"

"You don't need to know how I got in."

Yamamoto Yang stood up abruptly and narrowed his eyes slightly, "What the **** do you want to do?"

"Don't you know?" Zhuo Bufan's expression was faint, "You sent someone to assassinate me, and now I am looking for you, you ask me why I am looking for you?"

"I can give you money." After all, Yamamoto Yoichi was still afraid that Zhuo Bufan would actually kill him. "As many as you want, I can even give you shares."

"When you sent someone to kill me, you should have thought of this result!"

There was a cold light in Zhuo Bufan's eyes, and suddenly he put his palms together and slashed across his chest. A light light spanned several tens of meters and penetrated Yamamoto Yoichi's neck.

Zhuo Bufan suddenly turned into a golden glow, flew out from the window, leaving a long golden trace in the sky, and then disappeared into the sky.

However, the appearance of this golden mang had already alarmed the guards in the villa. Everyone looked at Jin Mang's escape, and then suddenly woke up, ran towards Yamamoto Yoichi's study, and a group of people came into the study. The corpse of Yoichi Yamamoto who arrived at a different place on his head.

Everyone looked at each other. Now the villa is heavily guarded, like an iron barrel, but under such tight guarding, Yamamoto Yoichi was actually destroyed by someone, and they didn’t even see anyone. Everyone was shocked and couldn’t help feeling it. Fear.

Especially the many warriors sent from the Sword League, the leader of the warriors, Masao Kosaka, is a master-level warrior, and he squeezed his fists hard at this time.

"So many of us are guarding here, let him come in unconsciously?"

After leaving the mansion of Yamamoto Yang, he turned into a golden glow and flew over the city, flying directly to the window of a hotel, and then the light on his body converged and turned into a simple and unpretentious long sword again, suspended in the air, emitting joy. The clear voice.

In front of the window of the hotel room, a young man in a black suit and long slender black hair had eyes shining like stars, one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other holding a glass with three-pointers in it. One of the scarlet red wines.

The corners of the boy's mouth were slightly upturned, showing an indifferent arc.

"Ice Emperor Yujian, good job."

It turned out that the "Zhuo Bufan" who appeared in Yamamoto Yoichi's study just now was not himself, but the Ice Emperor Rain Sword.

The Ice Emperor Rain Sword belongs to Zhuo Bufan’s real name magic weapon. After the advancement to the treasure, with Zhuo Bufan’s current cultivation base, it is not difficult to manipulate the flying sword for three kilometers, not to mention the dragon fish on the Ice Emperor Rain Sword. Forming is not difficult.

Zhuo Bufan originally planned to defeat Yoichi Yamamoto himself, but after his divine sense blocked the mansion, he sensed a little danger.

That's why he attached his own spirit to the Ice Emperor Rain Sword and defeated Yamamoto Yoichi in the air.

Zhuo Bufan frowned slightly, raised his head and drank the red wine in the glass.

"I have offended so many people." Zhuo Bufan shook his head.

In the universe, the ten thousand races survive, the weak eat the strong, and the strong respect the strong. In addition to the planets where cultivation is prosperous, Zhuo Bufan has also seen some super-tech planets. A single cannonball can destroy the planet, with a hundred times the power of a nuclear bomb.

"The journey can be long."

Zhuo Bufan stared at the sky, like an ancient secluded domain, "Mr Langya, Daffodil, waiting for me to come back!"