"Give the statue to me immediately, or else...die!"
Seeing that Ying Yue refused to hand over the statue, two cold gleams flashed in Mr. Iga's eyes, and his voice was solemn.
"Who are you and why are you in my Song family treasure house?"
Song Xiaoyun also shouted angrily: "Are you a thief? How did you get in?"
The Song family's treasury is heavily guarded and ordinary people cannot get in. How did the person in front of me get in?
"Your treasure house?"
Ying Yue smiled faintly: "Everything here belongs to me and has nothing to do with your Song family. If you are sensible, get out of here!"
"Bagaya road!"
Iga Santafu was furious, his eyes flashed with cold light, he pointed his fingers together, and a silver lightning shot out from his fingertips, shooting towards Ying Yue like lightning.
"Stab-"
An electric arc flashed in mid-air, Ying Yue raised his eyebrows, used his right hand to grab the void of the electric arc, and then crushed the electric arc that came from it.
"Huh?"
Seeing this scene, Mr. Iga was shocked. He looked at Ying Yue with some disbelief, and a trace of solemnity rose in his eyes: "Your Excellency is not weak, so who is he?"
"Before asking other people's names, state your own first!" Ying Yue curled his lips and said angrily: "What a rude guy!"
"The Empire of Japan, Iga Ninja Sect, Iga Sandafu!"
The third wife of Iga looked at Ying Yue and said proudly.
The Iga Ninja Sect is a long-standing ninjutsu sect in Japan. Ordinary people may not have heard of it, but as a member of the mutant world, who has never heard of the name of the Iga Ninja Sect?
Unexpectedly, Ying Yue frowned: "Iga Ninja Sect, what the hell? I've never heard of it!"
"You...are making me angry!"
The third wife of Iga almost choked to death. He glared at Ying Yue and said: "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Hand over the statue quickly and I can let you live. Otherwise, this old man who repairs monsters will be ruthless!"
"What if I don't give it?"
Ying Yue raised his eyebrows.
"Then you have to die!"
Mr. Iga's eyes were cold and he said solemnly.
"die?"
Ying Yue sneered: "Everyone who wants to kill me will say this word to me, but it's a pity that they all went to hell, Huo Tuo, Sword King, Old Poison King did the same, and Song Yunfeng did the same!
But I am still free and living well!"
Hearing this, Song Xiaoyun's pretty face changed drastically, and she blurted out: "Are you Ying Yue?"
Iga Santafu had obviously heard of Yingyue's name, and immediately locked onto Yingyue after hearing the words.
"Yes, I am Ying Yue!"
Ying Yue nodded slightly and did not deny it.
"You killed my father, you murderer! Die!"
Song Xiaoyun's eyes were blood red, and there was a lot of hatred in them. He suddenly took out a pistol from his waist, pointed it at Ying Yue's head, and fired several times.
A series of bullets pierced the air, and in the flash of lightning, they appeared in front of Ying Yue, and were about to shoot at Ying Yue's head!
It's a pity that this bullet, which is enough to make several bloody holes in an ordinary person, cannot cause any harm to Ying Yue at all.
Ying Yue waved his hand, and a white shield appeared in front of his eyes.
"Buzz buzz-"
After these bullets hit the white shield, they created layers of ripples, but they just couldn't penetrate the white shield.
Finally, they fell to the ground one after another, making a snapping sound.
"this……"
Song Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment.
"How dare you shoot me, die!"
Ying Yue snorted coldly, shot out of the air, grabbed a bullet, and flicked it at Song Xiaoyun, followed by a soft "whoosh" sound.
The bullet fired out at a faster speed.
"You still want to kill someone in front of me?!"
Song Xiaoyun was so frightened that he had forgotten to react. Iga Santaifu snorted softly, and saw a bolt of lightning shooting out, shooting towards the bullet in an instant.
"Pfft——"
The bullet was directly hit by the electric light, then deflected and shot into a nearby wooden shelf.
"How dare you stop me?"
Ying Yue looked at Mrs. Iga: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
"Hmph! You are so shameless, you will die!"
Iga Santafu was completely angry, and a bolt of lightning burst out from his hand, instantly forming a thunder knife about seven feet long, and swung it down at Ying Yue.
"Thunder Release: Thunder Knife!"
"Since you want to die, I will make it happen for you!"
A cold light flashed in Ying Yue's eyes, and two clusters of needle-sized flames rose in his pupils, which then quickly expanded into two burning fireballs.
Then, two pillars of flame that reached the sky and the earth erupted from his eyes, and at this time, Iga Santafu happened to rush to Yingyue.
"boom--"
The beam of light instantly enveloped Mr. Iga, and with a "stab" sound, his clothes instantly turned to ashes. Then, the flames touched his body and began to burn his body.
"What kind of fire is this?"
Feeling the severe burning pain coming from the surface of his body, Iga Santafu was shocked, but he was obviously much stronger than Song Yunfeng.
I saw streaks of thunder and lightning bursting out all over his body, and his whole body was bathed in thunder and lightning, as if he was wearing a thunder and lightning coat.
Borrow the lightning coat to block the burning of the fiery eyes and golden pupils!
Not to mention, this method is really useful. The power of the burning flames can't help but be reduced, giving Mr. Iga a chance to breathe!
"retreat!"
His whole body retreated as fast as lightning. In just a blink of an eye, he exited the Song family's treasure house and appeared outside the treasure house.
However, Song Xiaoyun was not so lucky!
"ah--"
Somehow, there was a little spark on her arm. Like pouring a bucket of gasoline, the flames burned brightly, and Song Xiaoyun's whole body instantly turned into a burning man.
Amidst Song Xiaoyun's shrill screams, the outer layer of flesh and blood instantly carbonized, revealing the dense white bones inside, but the bones couldn't last long.
After a few seconds, the whole person was completely reduced to ashes!
"this……"
Seeing this scene, Mr. Iga's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was extremely horrified: "What kind of fire is this? Who is he?"
His eyes are spitting fire, just like a god from mythology!
Mrs. Iga couldn't help but be surprised!
"You can't escape!"
Yingyue wandered around the court, walking out of the Song family's treasure house step by step, his eyes locked on the third wife of Iga, ready to launch a thunderous strike at any time!
But Iga Santafu has realized the terror of flames, so how can he stop and let him burn?
As a result, his figure suddenly retreated, and in the blink of an eye, he was hundreds of meters away and arrived at the Song family's palace and villa complex.
"Master Iga!"
At this time, everyone in the Song family also saw Mrs. Iga. Although they were dissatisfied and even a little bit hateful, they had to salute one after another.
Iga Santafu ignored them, but looked towards the direction of the treasure house, his face became extremely solemn, and he saw Ying Yue walking out step by step!
"who is he?!"
Seeing the sudden appearance of Ying Yue, Song Guanghui and others looked at each other with surprise and doubt in their eyes.
At this time, Iga Santaifu said coldly: "Mr. Yingyue, your fire control skills are an eye-opener for me. You relied on this ability to kill Song Yunfeng, right?"
Win Yue?
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