Master of Ninja World

"Shoo hoo!"

In an instant, the golden flashing hole shot out and rushed straight to Zokir, the beam speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch, and the moment it shot from Wuchen's hand disappeared.

"Don't underestimate this uncle!"

Staring at the oncoming beam of light, Zokir's face was full of disdain. With a big wave of his hand, the magic wave erupted in his body, and the lavender magic circle formed immediately.

"Buzzing..."

Suddenly, there was a burst of bright light on the surface of the magic circle, densely floating light, and a large number of magic light bullets were about to be shot out.

"Crack!"

The beam of light shot through Zokir's magic circle, leaving a fist-sized hole in the center, which was easily penetrated, the shining light disappeared, and the chaotic cracks gradually spread throughout the gap.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, Zokir had a grim expression and yelled, "You bitch, what are you doing in a daze? Kill him for me!"

Zokir glared at Jester and yelled, his husky voice hysterical.

"moron."

Wuchen grinned, making no secret of the sarcasm, and contemptuously said: "Smelly old man, how did you get to where you are now? It's useless to yourself, so you can vent your anger on a woman?"

Jest heard this, his beautiful eyes were dull, as if covered with a layer of dirt, and his heart was extremely desperate, completely disappointed with Zokir.

"The sharp-toothed kid." Zokir grunted angrily, and then said with a smile: "Jie Jie...Very good, you successfully angered the old man, feel the anger of Lao Tzu."

After speaking, Zokir's body lost its texture and disappeared from the dust-free eyes.

Wuchen raised his brows and said lightly: "I will still be invisible. It looks pretty good, I hope it will be more interesting."

"Hahahaha...you brat, just pretend to be calm, and I'll make you cry later!" There was a splash of ripples in the space, and Zokier’s crazy tone resounded in all directions, unable to determine the specific location, there seemed to be countless Zokier Talk at the same time.

"Jie Jie... Let's start with this guy."

The invisible Zokir had a hideous look, and he approached like a ghost, but the target was not Wuchen and Wanliya, but the hesitating Jester.

Perhaps in his opinion, Jest, who is a traitor, is even more hateful and must be executed.

"Die!"

Zokir approached Jester with a big knife in his hand. The knife was like a demon knife that cut iron like mud, exuding waves of powerful power, covered with a layer of cold light.

"Shoo hoo!"

The blade swept towards Jest, descending from the sky, and Zokir wanted to split the girl's head.

"Do you treat me as the air?"

The cold voice suddenly hit, Zokir suddenly stagnated, and the cold wind hit his back, he subconsciously retracted his arm, turned his head to look at the dust-free moment, and his eyes suddenly shrank, "You... can see me ?"

Zokir's heart has caused great waves, it is incredible!

"fool……"

The dust-free face showed a sneer and said contemptuously: "Even if your body disappears, there is no way to hide your breath, understand?"

In the air, there was still the smell of Zokir, and there was no need to use it even if it was dust-free or even domineering.

"Shoo, hoo..."

Wuchen turned into a flash of light and shadow, flashing in front of Zokir at a lightning speed. The old guy didn't even have the time to react, and a smelly foot greeted him on his cheek.

"Bang, click, click!"

Zokir was kicked up on the spot, his face sunken, blood flowing, and the bridge of his nose was directly kicked to pieces.

"Boom boom boom..."

His body smashed several walls, and the old guy screamed and fell into a pool of blood.

"This old man is very strong." Wuchen murmured, "It's a pity that he didn't kick his head with a kick."

"Why are you still in a daze here?" Wuchen looked at Wanliya and said quietly: "Now is a good opportunity to save your mother."

Upon hearing this, Wan Liya's beautiful eyes showed a ray of gratitude, "Thank you, Master."

After speaking, Wan Liya disappeared, searching for her mother's whereabouts.

"As for you..."

Wuchen lowered his head to stare at Jester, catching the despair in her eyes, seemingly nostalgic for the world.

"Are you planning to commit suicide? It's not worth it for that kind of person." Wuchen shook his head slightly, and Zokir was just a scumbag, but Jester was a loyal person.

"It's not worth burying this kind of person." Wuchen reminded him kindly, "He doesn't have that qualification, you can better retaliate against him."

"revenge?"

When Wuchen said that, Jester was stunned, and then fell silent again. She couldn't talk of hatred for Zokir, after all, Jester was created by him.

"Don't get me wrong..."

Wuchen glanced at Jester and said calmly: "What I said about revenge on him is not to let you kill him. I'm going to make this old man's life!"

Immediately after Wuchen's words, the front suddenly changed, and he slowly said: "There are many ways to retaliate against a person. He wants you to die, the more you will live, and it will be more exciting than before!"

"Damn boy, damn boy, damn boy..."

Suddenly, the hysterical roar of the wild beast exploded, and the dust-free eyes squinted. Zokir, who was covered in blood, appeared in his eyes. It was obvious that the bones of his whole body were broken. This guy still stared at himself in resentment, wishing to die.

"Shoo hoo!"

He waved his big hand again, and a large number of magic light flares roared.

"Boom boom boom..."

The light hit the dust-free explosion and opened, but he didn't even blink his brows, and went forward facing the rain of bullets. Even if the magic light bomb hit him, he couldn't stop his steps.

Drizzle, not worthy of attention!