Villain: Forced to accept a marriage contract at the beginning

The sword glow pierced the air and headed towards Zhu Mo with a whistling sound.

The gigantic bull-headed devil immediately guarded Zhu Mo's body.

But these sword lights directly penetrated his body, and the black mist was torn apart by the sword lights.

Just when these sword lights were about to strike Zhu Mo, ethereal bells resounded throughout the banquet hall.

!

There is a powerful thought in the bell, which makes everyone feel shocked.

The big clock composed of huge golden phantoms covered Zhu Mo and Han Ningchu, and the sword light hit the big clock with a clanging sound, but it did not cause any damage to the huge clock body.

Seeing that their attack was easily resolved, Da Lang and Xiao Lang showed the same surprised expression on their faces.

"Continue!" Da Lang lowered his body again.

At the same time, Xiao Lang lowered his body, and the veins on the back of his hands squirmed like earthworms.

The aura of the two instantly increased several times.

The cyan floor under his feet was densely covered with cracks from the shock, making continuous cracking noises.

"Kill!" Da Lang's voice was hoarse and hoarse like a monster.

The two waved the samurai swords in their hands at a speed that the naked eye could not catch, and the overwhelming sword light scattered towards Zhu Mo like a fishing net.

The brightness of the sword light even surpassed the chandelier hanging on the banquet hall, illuminating the entire banquet hall brightly in an instant.

Carey, who was watching the show in the back, was already grinning from ear to ear.

He didn't expect these Red Sun people to have such strength, and he secretly rejoiced that he and these lunatics were teammates.

but...

What kind of trick is that big clock?

It doesn't seem to be Zhu Mo's trick...

It was only then that Kaili noticed a group of men in black approaching, but soon his sight was filled with the day-like sword light.

Although he temporarily lost his vision, he seemed to have foreseen the next scene.

Those guys could easily withstand the attacks of the two Red Sun men, and they couldn't do any harm to Zhu Mo after all.

Sure enough, when Kaili regained his vision, those people in uniform black suits stood in front of Zhu Mo.

They stood in front of Zhu Mo unharmed.

Da Lang and Xiao Lang saw that their attack was easily resolved again, and their faces were a little worried.

Yamamoto Fuzen looked at the faces of the people in suits and leather shoes in front of him, and his face suddenly became dark.

His lips trembled slightly: "These people are the Jingwei Group?"

"Hey... It seems that we can only take your names next time." Yamamoto Fuzen showed regret in his eyes.

In the next second, he roared like a beast: "Run!"

"Although we are not that powerful, an elephant can't resist a mouse bite from time to time. Zhu Mo, you will definitely die at the hands of our Hongsun people."

Yamamoto Fuzen's strategy is to disgust Zhu Mo even if he is disgusting.

Before he set foot on this land, he had made up his mind that he would never leave this continent if he could not take revenge.

Bian Lin snorted coldly, and ordered to the Jingwei team: "Kill them all! Kill all the Red Sun people."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bian Lin's eyes locked on Yamamoto Fuzen.

Those sharp eyes are like an eagle soaring in the air looking for its prey.

Yamamoto Fuzen, who discovered the danger, was about to take out a smoke bomb from the cloth bag on his waist and flee.

But he underestimated Bian Lin's speed, this old man with a white beard was actually faster than Lei Dian.

Before Fuzen Yamamoto could react, he had already grabbed his neck.

The moment he was caught, Yamamoto Fuzen felt that the force between Bian Lin's fingers was so powerful, as if he could suffocate himself to death with just a little effort.

But no matter how he is also the king of ninjas, how could he be easily resolved.

Immediately, he took out the smoke bomb in the cloth bag and threw it on the ground, and thick gray smoke instantly enveloped the surroundings.

Bian Lin's hands felt empty.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he shook the smoke in front of him with his hands: "The ninjas I have fought in the past are not only capable of this."

"How dare you call yourself the king of ninjas?"

During the words, Bian Lin's eyes shone with golden light, and a sharp murderous intent flashed in those golden eyes.

"I've found you."

Bian Lin's figure pierced through the smoke, and grabbed it forward with one claw.

With a tight claw, he grabbed Yamamoto Fuzen's neck again, forcing people to show up.

"Wow..."

As soon as his throat felt sweet, Yamamoto Fuzen spit out a lot of blood.

"President!"

The ninjas who were about to escape saw Yamamoto Fuzen being picked up by Bian Lin with one hand, and immediately turned around to rescue him.

After throwing a few shurikens at Bian Lin, several ninjas drew out their ninja swords and attacked him in all directions.

Yamamoto Fuzen's eyes widened, and he wanted to shout "Run, don't mind me", but his throat was firmly pinched by Bian Lin's old but very powerful hand, and he couldn't utter any sound at all.

He must have heard of this old man's name.

Bian Lin, No. [-] of the Jingwei group, no ordinary saint can deal with it. He can be said to be one of the strongest saints in Yan Kingdom in the past century.

These few people can only be killed in seconds when they rush over.

Bian Lin's golden pupils turned around, and a powerful coercion erupted from his whole body.

All the flying shurikens fell to the ground and crackled, and several ninjas who rushed up were stunned in place as if they were frozen.

In the next second, the ninja knives in the hands of several people slipped from their hands and fell to the ground without moving.

No sound was made, but fear and pain were written all over their faces.

Bian Lin used force to tear off the throat of Yamamoto Zhizen who was struggling in his hands.

Blood flowed down Bian Lin's wrist and onto the back of his hand. He looked at Yamamoto Zhizen who was lying on the ground with a blank expression, and said coldly, "Will the Zhu family be afraid of revenge from a guy like you?"