I control the world with magic

"Bang, bang, bang..." The masked man still simulated the sound of shooting slowly, and his fingertips with white gloves were like the fingers of the god of death, whoever he touched would die.

Boom, boom, boom...

The few people who escaped suddenly stiffened and fell straight to the ground, lifeless.

After this time, no one dared to escape. Everyone stood stiffly in place, with fear written all over their faces, and they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Murong Yun didn't dare to move, for he was afraid that he would also be shot. The higher the position, the more afraid of death, because he couldn't bear to give up everything he had. He didn't know whether he, as a superhuman, could block this weird killing method, and he didn't dare to gamble.

The unknown is always the most terrifying. If the masked man killed people with a real pistol, then these superhumans would naturally not be afraid. What they feared was the unknown, and they had no idea of ​​the masked man's killing method.

What the hell is going on! ? Where are the people outside? Are they all dead? There was such a big commotion and no one came to check?

A drop of cold sweat flowed down Murong Yun's forehead. He didn't understand why so many people screamed but no one outside noticed. Where were the Murong family's guards? Where were the people from the law enforcement bureau?

The reason why the outside world didn't notice the abnormality here was naturally because Su Mu had already used [Silent Heaven] to absorb all the sounds and didn't let them reach the outside world at all.

In fact, his grand performance still had flaws. If someone observed carefully, they would find that all the people who died on the scene were ordinary people who were insignificant. They might be rich and powerful in the outside world, but they were not as good as real nobles, not even as good as Qian Zihao, the richest man.

The upper class circles were also divided into levels, and these people were undoubtedly the lowest. They didn't even have protective treasures. Maybe they also hired extraordinary bodyguards, but no one would bring bodyguards to the Murong family's banquet. At most, they would place the bodyguards outside.

Just when the atmosphere was extremely depressing, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the field, and Murong Zhuo appeared in the field as if teleporting.

"Master Murong!" Someone shouted excitedly as if he had seen a savior.

Bang!

The masked man raised his finger slightly, and the man died immediately.

Murong Zhuo looked at the mess and corpses on the ground at the banquet. His face was as gloomy as water, and the murderous intent in his eyes was almost materialized. He stared at the masked man on the high platform.

"Who are you!" He let out a hoarse roar, like a lion issuing a warning and threat.

The masked man on the high platform elegantly took off the gentleman's hat on his head, bowed slightly to everyone like an aristocrat, and the calm voice reached everyone's ears.

"Formally introduce yourself, I am the first of the seven deadly sins - arrogance!"

Impeccable etiquette, modest self-proclaimed, it looks like a very humble self-introduction, but for some reason, everyone can feel the self-deprecating arrogance.

Su Mu made up a non-existent organization to give the Chiyan Empire a false target. Otherwise, how would the Chiyan Empire investigate after killing Murong Zhuo?

Murong Zhuo frowned and thought about it. He had no information about the Seven Deadly Sins organization. He could only make a simple judgment based on the literal meaning. The Seven Deadly Sins refer to the seven original sins of mankind, namely pride, jealousy, wrath, laziness, greed, gluttony and lust!

Does this mean that there are seven people in the Seven Deadly Sins?

"I don't care who you are. If you hand over the Golden Eye, I can keep your body intact!"

"Heh..." Pride chuckled disdainfully, as if mocking Murong Zhuo's self-importance.

"I really want to know, how can a mere Silver Three have the courage to say this?"

Murong Zhuo's eyes flashed with murderous intent. His patience has reached its limit.

Swish!

He rushed towards Pride like a gust of wind, so fast that he left a trail of afterimages in the air.

But when he smashed Pride's body with one punch, a teasing voice sounded behind him: "Too slow, old man."

What! ?

Murong Zhuo was startled and quickly turned around to attack, but his punch hit nothing. Looking closely, there was no trace of Pride. It was as if this person had disappeared out of thin air.

"Where did he go!!" Murong Zhuo shouted.

Murong Yun shook his head with an unpleasant expression: "I didn't see him. He disappeared out of thin air."

"Disappeared out of thin air?" Murong Zhuo scanned everyone present: "He couldn't have disappeared out of thin air. What I was chasing just now was just an illusion. If this person really had such a terrifying speed, he would have escaped long ago. He must be hiding among these people and blocking this layer. No one can leave!"

"Yes, father!"

Murong Yun quickly agreed. He knew that his father was in a rage, but he didn't dare to have anyWithout any violation, he quickly led people to block the gate and windows.

The atmosphere became extremely depressing again. Murong Zhuo's hawk-like eyes kept searching in the crowd, trying to find Pride, but no matter how he looked, he could not find anyone in the crowd who was similar to Pride.

Dangdangdang.......

The passionate piano music continued to play, and Murong Zhuo's temples jumped when he heard it: "Stop playing!"

He yelled, but the pianist seemed not to hear it and continued to play.

Swish!

A wind blade instantly passed through the pianist's body, and his body was directly broken into two sections, and the bright red blood dyed the black and white keys red.

After killing people, Murong Zhuo was stunned. Not only him, but others were also like this, staring at the piano in a daze.

Dangdangdang.......

The passionate piano music continued! !

The dense piano sounds hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer...

"Ghost! Ghost!" Someone screamed. This completely unreasonable thing constantly challenged everyone's rationality.

"Shut up!" Murong Zhuo shouted, and his broad palm suddenly chopped down. Countless white air currents suddenly wrapped around his palm, swish!

The wind blade with a sonic boom directly cut the piano in half, but... the piano sound continued!

At this time, the string in the hearts of some fragile people was completely broken.

"Ghost! He is a ghost! I can't stand it, I want to leave, let me go!" A man rushed to the door and begged Murong Yun.

Murong Yun's face was extremely ugly: "Get out!"

He flipped the man to the ground.

"Father, what should we do now?"

"Hmph!" Murong Zhuo snorted coldly: "He must be hiding among these people. He seems to be elusive, but in fact he is playing tricks. If he is really powerful, why doesn't he dare to fight me head-on?"

"I wanted to play for a while longer, but it seems that you are already a little impatient."