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The people of the Blood Robe Sect also reacted quickly. The ground was covered with blood, but in their home ground, the blood turned into blood arrows and shot towards Zhong Muming.

Shang Huachuan and Shang Huayang saw that Zhong Muming's speed was so fast that he left an afterimage. The blood arrows passed through his shadow and none of them hit anyone.

At the same time, the blood that was originally flowing quietly on the ground began to move and quietly spread towards Zhong Muming's feet.

Zhong Muming rushed straight towards the people of the Blood Robe Sect, so it was easy for others to see through his intentions and then attack in the predicted manner.

When it was ten meters away from the four people, the blood turned into human hands and rushed towards Zhong Muming's feet. It was very fast, and it was predicted and covert. It caught an ordinary person by surprise.

Zhong Muming was different. When he was about to be caught, he sped up again and avoided the grab. Seeing Zhong Muming getting closer, those people no longer hid. Some of the blood on the ground turned into vines, and some turned into cages. The blood arrows did not stop and attacked Zhong Muming together.

Shang Huachuan and the other man watched intently with their eyes shining. This fight was so exciting. If they were not careful, they would end up in a dead end. It really opened their eyes to the two of them.

This was the first time the two had seen a fight between people with special powers. No wonder so many people wanted to become people with special powers. If they were in their place, they would also want to have such abilities. It would be so cool.

Being handsome is a lifelong thing.

It's nothing like their special abilities, which are so useless and don't seem to be of any use.

Zhong Muming also changed his steps. He no longer rushed forward recklessly, but instead moved with a bit more lightness and grace. He still looked lazy, but in the eyes of the two men, he was as dazzling as if he were lit.

"I won't play with you anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Muming approached the four people again, and the two sides were only one meter apart.

This distance is enough for Zhong Muming to attack.

A blood-red shield appeared, protecting the four people behind it. The blood behind Zhong Muming also began to move strangely, and blood-red spears shot towards Zhong Muming's back.

Zhong Muming seemed to have eyes on his back and changed his position, as if he was fed up with the continuous harassment and sneak attacks. He swung the soul-catching rope on his wrist and broke the seemingly indestructible blood shield.

The force exerted by the people of the Blood Robe Sect was broken by Zhong Muming, blood splattered everywhere. Zhong Muming passed through the blood, and the soul-catching rope wrapped around the four people, and the four people fell straight to the ground.

If there were an outsider, this would probably be the scene he saw.

Shang Huayang and the other man were different. They had the ability to see Yin and Yang, and they could clearly see four illusory figures appearing from the chain on Zhong Muming's hand.

Unfortunately, it dissipated after a while.

"The soul was marked. Was it taken away by the god they believed in?"

Thinking of this, Shang Huachuan shuddered. Who knew what those gods were? It was scary to think that one's soul was in the hands of others, unable to live or die.

However, these people from the evil organizations deserved what they got, and he would not sympathize with these evil people.

Anyway, if it were him, he would never believe such a thing, and he would not let his stupid brother believe it. He is so stupid, what if he took it seriously?

Seeing that all the enemies were eliminated, Shang Huachuan took Shang Huayang's arm and carefully took a step forward. After not hearing Zhong Muming's voice to stop him, he strode forward with confidence.

He walked through the blood flowing on the ground, passed by a ragged little girl whose life or death was unknown, squatted down, and checked for breath.

The girl was only five or six years old, and her young face was filled with confusion and fear. Her wide-open eyes were set against the firelight in the square.

After he finally sighed, he withdrew his hand. Although he knew in his heart that the possibility of these people being alive was slim to none, he still held on to a glimmer of hope. It seemed that miracles were still rare.

Perhaps he saw too many things tonight, which had a significant impact on his worldview and made him insensitive. After seeing so many dead bodies, he was not afraid and did not vomit, although he could not vomit anything.

Zhong Muming was gathering the souls of the victims. Shang Huachuan saw the little girl inside. Her eyes were still confused. She was squatting in a corner, hugging herself. Her small, illusory figure seemed like it would disappear in the next moment.

"What are you looking at?"

The two of them getting close was tacitly approved by Zhong Muming. If he didn't agree, the two of them wouldn't dare to get close at all.

He turned and walked in the direction the two were looking at, his eyes calm without a ripple. It was just a dead child. He had seen even younger ones, including babies whose eyes had not yet opened.

"Are you going to try to send her away?"

"How to do it?"

Shang Huachuan was the first to speak.

Shang Huayang had the same confused expression as the child. No, they trained together, went in and out together, and until now, the two of them were together. Did he miss something? Why did he feel like he didn't understand?

"Just like using supernatural powers, inject the supernatural power into the portal in your hand, and then reach out to the soul you want to collect."

Things went smoothly. Shang Huachuan's brain was not a decoration, and he knew Shang Huayang well enough to know how to talk to him so that he could understand. You know, Shang Huayang would ask Shang Huachuan for advice before every final exam, and there was no problem for him to pass.

Going further is difficult.

It is even more difficult to pass on weekdays.

After reviewing with Shang Huachuan for a while before the exam, I passed the test with a low altitude.

Under the light of the fire, the light and shadows flickered and overlapped.

With the help of two people, Zhong Muming's progress was faster. In a short while, all the souls were sent away. He was worthy of being the tool he chose. He was easy to use and got the hang of it quickly.

After finishing his work, Shang Huachuan finally felt relieved and had time to focus on other things.

For example, the bloodstains on Zhong Muming’s face.

"You are hurt?"

Shang Huayang also saw it and pointed to his cheek.

Was it scratched by the blood arrow?

Zhong Muming realized it belatedly and stretched out his thumb, gently wiped his face, looked at the red blood on his thumb, and raised his eyebrows:

"It's not my blood. It got stuck during the fight."

After he finished speaking, he didn't look very happy, and the coldness around him became even worse. The angry Zhong Muming had an inexplicable aura that was frightening. His whole body was warning Shang Huachuan, making him feel that he was invincible.

There is also an illusion that makes people want to kneel down unconsciously.

The red bloodstains on Zhong Muming's face gave him an evil look. Some straight men would say that he looked like a madman who had killed several people.

In the eyes of girls, he is crazy and yandere, which, coupled with his handsome appearance, is very attractive.

Of course, if I encounter this situation in real life, I will definitely call the police immediately.

"What are you looking at?"

The dangerous smile on his face makes people's scalps tingle.

"Let's go!"

Now that the matter was over, why was he staying here? To help collect the bodies? That was not his job.