Chapter seven hundred and ninety-eight he is still the king
"Master Ono."
Suddenly, at this moment, a strong man with a beard came out of the gate of the shrine, followed by seven or eight bodyguards in black clothes and black pants. As soon as he walked out, he witnessed the scene of Haru Ono being slapped and flew out with his own eyes.
Haru Ono covered his face and saw the strong man with a beard coming out. He endured the pain and shouted: "Catch them up quickly."
The bearded man stared at Shi Jian, Zhuo Bufan and others, and the bodyguards behind him immediately rushed over.
Zhuo Bufan frowned, waved his palm, and an air wave instantly beat all the bodyguards that rushed towards him like fans.
"Warrior?" The bearded man frowned and suddenly clenched his fist. His aura was soaring. He was actually a master of martial arts.
Haru Ono stood up shakingly with his face covering his face, "Fukuda-kun is Master Aikido, you're dead."
"Is that true?" Zhuo Bufan sneered at the corner of his mouth, his fingers condensed his true energy, and he bounced his fingers.
The bearded man almost took a step, and a blood hole appeared between his eyebrows and fell to the ground with a thud.
The audience was so quiet that the audience was so scared that they forced them to retreat.
Chen Jiamu, Chi Yunhai, Chen Youqi, and Haru Ono looked stiff in his face and looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.
Only Hiraki Kazuko looked at the corpse of the bearded man and shook his head. Zhuo Bufan even dared to kill Miyamotojiro and the shrine god Abe Shiyou. He was a mere martial arts master, just like a chicken and dog slaughter.
"Fuda-kun..." When Haru Ono saw that the bearded man had no chance to fight, he was killed by Zhuo Bufan, and suddenly felt cold all over.
Chen Youqi covered her little mouth, her eyes widened like a copper bell, and she looked at Zhuo Bufan incredibly. She really couldn't believe that Zhuo Bufan could kill someone with just raising his hand, and that he was killing people in a tourist attraction. Isn't he afraid of the police?
There are so many tourists here who have witnessed it with their own eyes and can be witnesses.
Chen Jiamu and Chi Yunhai's minds were even blank. When they were in Jinling, they only knew some vague things about Zhuo Bufan. I heard that he had a close relationship with Chu Tian and had been involved in the underworld, but they didn't know that Zhuo Bufan
The true strength.
A teenager, after killing someone, looked indifferent, as if he had done something insignificant. Such a mind is really terrible.
"Do you still want me to apologize?" Zhuo Bufan's eyes were as lightning as he stared at Chen Youqi.
"Xiaofan, for he is Xiao Ai's cousin, can you spare her life?" Chen Jiamu endured the strong fear in his heart and stood up and spoke.
Zhuo Bufan took a deep breath. It has been two years, and even now he can still clearly remember Chen Qingai's appearance. This irresponsibility or not is just a teenager's memory that is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Chen Youqi's heart almost reached her throat. Zhuo Bufan killed someone like a chicken or a dog. She was really afraid that Zhuo Bufan would shoot her with a blink of an eye and kill her.
In the end, Zhuo Bufan turned around and continued to walk towards the shrine. At this time, the murder of the shrine gate had caused a commotion, and many tourists were so scared that they ran down the mountain.
The staff of the shrine also came out, and there were several middle-aged men in suits accompanying him.
The middle-aged men glanced at the body of the bearded man lying at the door, looked at Zhuo Bufan and couldn't help but tightly closed their eyebrows.
"Dad." At this time, Haru Ono ran to the middle-aged man in the lead, looking at Zhuo Bufan with a little fear in his eyes, "Dad, it was him who killed Fukuda-kun."
The middle-aged man is called Ono Riki, who is the current helm of the Ono family.
Ono Riki looked at Zhuo Bufan. Although both Japanese and Long people were Asian, they were still recognizable from their appearance. Suddenly, Ono Riki's pupils suddenly magnified, and a hint of horror appeared on his face.
Futian Jun was the master general he recruited, but he was shot and killed by the other party with one finger. Moreover, the other party was a native of Long, only in his teenage years. This instantly reminded him of a very terrifying person.
"Onori has seen Master Yingkill." Onori suddenly took the man and walked to Zhuo Bufan, bent down and put his hands on his pants, and shouted respectfully.
"Oh? Do you still know me?" Zhuo Bufan looked at him indifferently.
"I have seen Master Kagekami again, the president of Shimoku Shrine Inoue." At this time, another man wearing Onmyoji costume walked forward and still shouted respectfully.
Haru Ono stood there again, his eyes were shocked and suspicious.
Chen Jiamu, Chi Yunhai and Chen Youqi also looked confused. Zhuo Bufan is so awesome when he comes to Japan?
"Let the god of Kusu come out to see me." Zhuo Bufan said calmly.
After a word came out, Ono Riki and Inoue's faces changed slightly at the same time.
As a spiritual funding for Japan, every shrine actually has so-called gods in charge. Those gods are just the passing great Onmyoji who rely on various secretaries to preserve their souls, and whether it is the Ono family or the Yamano family, it is actually
Behind the upper part are puppets controlled by the shrine.
"What long-lasting god?" Chi Yunhai showed suspicion on his face.
At this moment, a black mist swept out from the main hall of the shrine, and immediately turned into the appearance of an old man, wearing the Onmyoji costume, bent down, "I have seen Shadow Killer Lord at a long time."
Haru Ono's face was full of horror. The Ono family also belonged to the family under the shrine. He had only heard of the shrine that had a long-lasting god, but he had never seen it before. He was a legendary god.
But now it was the first time he saw the true face of Kusu Shen. However, Kusu Shen is not like a god at all, but he looks like an ordinary person, and he is so respectful to Zhuo Bufan.
Zhuo Bufan stepped on the Asakusa Shrine in Tokyo. If nothing unexpected happens, I am afraid that the Japanese shrines will already know the news of Shadow Killing.
"Husband, what is this?" Chi Yunhai was so scared that he kept Chen Jiamu's arm, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
Zhuo Bufan was still able to accept the murder of someone, but seeing a ball of black fog floating in the air condensed into a person, it was like a ghost, and ordinary people would feel scared.
"He is still that king." Chen Jiamu sighed softly, feeling a little regretful that he had broken up Zhuo Bufan and Chen Qingai. Otherwise, they would not have had such a relationship now.
"Support your Shikigami, otherwise I will destroy your shrine." Zhuo Bufan said coldly.
Ono Riki and Inoue lowered their eyes, but their eyes showed shock and they were about to step onto the Shrine of Destruction. Apart from the rumored warrior of the Dragon Kingdom, who else could have such a big tone?
Kusu's strength is a little weaker than Abe Ishiyuki, and killing him is just a matter of raising his hand.
A trace of bitterness appeared on the corner of Kusu's mouth. He has lived in the shrine for nearly a hundred years since his physical body died. Although he is not strong, he is also a god who is worshipped by everyone. Now he is hit by a little guy and is about to be destroyed at any time.
The shrine killed him.
"Retrospectively, only a powerful shrine can be worshipped by Shikigami. I don't have Shikigami here." Kusu couldn't help but shake his head and said.
"Soul Search."
Zhuo Bufan pinched and found that a golden light hit Kusu's figure. Kusu's face showed an extremely painful expression. After searching, Zhuo Bufan frowned, "It turns out that there is no Shikigami, isn't it?