Slaying God: The Agent of the Ancestral Witch, Starting with the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art

Ten minutes ago.

Best, Galan and Jiang Er set up defense on the rooftop of the Daylight Detective Agency.

Gu Tianchen came over with an anxious look on his face, looked at Best and said, "Best, that wind-veined earth dragon's ability to burrow underground is very powerful. I need to borrow your golden mask."

Best nodded and was about to take off the golden mask from his wrist and hand it to him, but suddenly thought of something and withdrew his hand.

"What's wrong?" Gu Tianchen asked sincerely.

Best quietly protected Jiang Er, the weakest member of the team, behind him, and smiled at Gu Tianchen in front of him and asked:

"What did you call me just now?"

Gu Tianchen said seriously: "Of course it's Best."

Now, even Galan beside him felt something was wrong and silently took out the golden spear Tianque.

Best smiled slightly, put the golden mask back in place, and asked jokingly, "You usually call me Cat Girl, why are you calling me by my name so seriously today?"

Swish!

A golden light flashed, and Best's figure appeared behind Gu Tianchen, and his sharp claws tore him to pieces in an instant!

Gu Tianchen turned into dots of light and disappeared, like a phantom...

"As expected of the Egyptian cat god, he's as alert as a cat."

A nightmare was cast down, and the whispering figure slowly appeared in front of the three people.

"Mumbling?" Jiang Er frowned. "Aren't you being hunted by the psychic team? Why are you here?!"

Yiyu frowned, "Why does it seem like every member of the Night's Watch knows that I'm being hunted by the Heroic Spirit Squad?"

"That's because you and your followers have committed so many evil things. Your Church of the Ancient God is the cancer of Daxia!" Jiang Er said in a cold voice.

Yi Yu smiled and said, "I met a friend who helped me trap the Heroic Spirit Squad and gave me a temporary break."

Jiang Er frowned. The Heroic Spirit Squad is a special squad ranked 002 in Da Xia. Who can trap them?

"What are you doing here?" Jiang Er continued to ask.

Yi Yu elegantly shook his handsome long hair, pointed at Best and said with a smile: "I came to ask the Egyptian cat god to return something."

Best's eyes turned cold as he looked at the golden mask on his wrist.

"You want to steal the golden mask?"

Yi Yu smiled slightly and said, "Oh, my dear goddess, the word 'rob' is so ungraceful. This is the artifact of Osiris, the Egyptian god of the underworld. I think the word 'return' is more appropriate."

Best glared at Yi Yu with disgust and said, "Huh, you? You can try."

Yi Yu laughed and said, "A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Even if you haven't recovered your full power yet, I'm afraid I'm no match for you."

"But," Yiyu smiled slightly, "this is a dream I created."

"It's just a dream. Do you think you can trap me?"

Best raised the golden mask on his wrist, trying to shatter the dream created by the whispering.

But no matter how she injected divine power, the golden mask on her wrist did not react at all.

Best's heart skipped a beat. Oh no!

"My respected goddess, is this what you are looking for?"

Yi Yu smiled slightly, slowly stretched out his right hand, and a trick was swung out, and the golden mask fell into his hand.

"Loki?!"

Best saw the power of deception wrapped around the golden mask and instantly understood.

The person who helped Yiyu trap the Heroic Spirits was Loki. Loki even created a trick to deceive his own perception and helped Yiyu take away the golden mask without anyone noticing!

"Damn it!"

"My respected goddess, see you later!"

Best turned into a golden light and pounced on Yiyu, but the latter had already turned into a dream and left. The three of them escaped from the dream and returned to the rooftop.

"Hurry up and inform Gu Tianchen and the others that Yiyu has used a trick to steal the golden mask. Tell them to be careful. I'm going to get it back!"

After saying that, Best turned into a golden light, sensing the nightmare atmosphere left by the whispering, and chased after him all the way.

Jia Lan looked at Jiang Er and said, "Let's go and inform the Sword Saint."

"Ah."

The two rushed to the stairs, but heard the sound of high heels stepping on them.

tread!tread!tread!

"Two beauties, where are you going in such a hurry?"

A charming woman wearing a red cheongsam and waving a folding fan in her hand walked up with a smile and blocked the two of them.

"Leave this bitch to me. Sister Jiang Er, go inform the Sword Saint and the others."

Galan made a spear flower with the golden spear in his hand and rushed straight towards the seventh seat to kill.

hum!

The golden spear pierced the seventh seat's body...

Afterimage!

The figure of the seventh seat appeared beside Galan like a ghost, and the folding fan in his hand flashed with an extremely sharp cold light, crossing Galan's white neck like lightning.

clang!

The sound of metal clashing could be heard, and the Seventh Seat watched in bewilderment as the folding fan in his hand, sparking with sparks, slashed across Jia Lan's neck, leaving not even a trace of blood...

Are you kidding me? You're resisting a blow from the Infinite Realm with your fleshly body. Are you Yang Jian, whose fleshly body has become a saint, or the indestructible Great Sage?!

Is this horse still a human being? !

Taking advantage of the seventh seat's distraction, Galan directly attacked her with the butt of his gun.

The seventh seat hurriedly used the folding fan in his hand to block Tianque's spear, but was knocked away by Jialan's spear.

"Your Forbidden Ruins are really interesting. Let me play with you."

The seventh seat smiled charmingly, and with a flash of her figure, she transformed into several red phantoms and attacked Galan.

Jiang Er hurried downstairs and suddenly sensed a murderous aura coming from the stairs, so he quickly dodged.

Swish!

A cold light flashed, and the twelfth person who was hiding at the stairs and wanted to launch a sneak attack missed!

Jiang Er clenched the straight knife in his hand and looked at the twelfth seat who was also in the Sea Realm with cold eyes.

The corner of the twelfth seat's mouth curled up slightly, "I didn't expect you to react so quickly."

"Believers, all deserve to die!"

The straight knife in Jiang Er's hand flashed with a cold light and went straight to chop at the twelfth seat.

The twelfth seat blocked Jiang Er's weapon with his long sword, and the two began to fight fiercely.

Jiang Er's swordsmanship was light and agile, while the twelfth seat's swordsmanship was cunning and strange. The two swords left afterimages in the void.

The twelfth seat slashed at Jiang Er's arm with a knife, but Jiang Er had no intention of blocking with the knife. Instead, he stabbed the twelfth seat's heart!

Trading injury for life? !

This seemingly weak girl is actually so cruel?!

The twelfth seat hesitated for a moment, and Jiang Er seized the opportunity and slashed his wrist with a knife, and the long knife immediately slipped out of his hand.

Swish!

Jiang Er's eyes turned cold, and he slashed with his backhand. The twelfth seat fell to the ground and died, holding his neck with blood flowing out, with an unwilling look on his face.

Swish!

Jiang Er wiped the blood off the straight knife and quickly put it away.

If Gu Tianchen and the others were here, they would definitely notice that Jiang Er's knife-collecting movements were exactly the same as Han Li's, and it was obvious that he had inherited the true skills from Instructor Han.

Jiang Er activated his ability and synchronized the frequency of the spiritual field with that of the radio.

"Senior Sword Saint, Captain, this is bad! Whispering has stolen the golden mask!"