They desperately wanted to resist, but their shadows were in Ming Huashang's hands. At this moment, they were like fish on a chopping board, with no room for resistance and could only be slaughtered at his mercy.
The situation was extremely bad.
"Return the shadow."
Jun Feijue couldn't bear the thought of her own people being harmed. She brandished her long spear, her feet treading on the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram, and leaped forward to launch a fierce attack on Ming Huashang.
"Yi'er, you are the gentlest girl in the world. I don't like you as you are now. Can you go back to how you were before?"
As Ming Huashang spoke softly, he reached out and placed his other hand on his heart.
"I…"
At that moment, Jun Feijue, who was launching an attack, suddenly froze, his heart skipped a beat, and then he flew away uncontrollably with Ming Huashang.
This approach was not an attack, but more like a throw into someone's arms, as she directly rushed into Ming Huashang's embrace!
Then, his strong arms wrapped around her slender waist, and his warm breath brushed against her earlobe.
"Yi'er, you're finally back. Wait patiently a little longer, and I'll take you home after I've dealt with them."
When facing Jun Feijue, Ming Huashang showed absolute gentleness and patience. "I know that the person you love most in your heart is still me. You have just been deceived. It is the gods who are too cunning. It is not your fault. I will not blame you."
"Ah Jue!"
Upon seeing this, Di Moyu's eyes flashed with intense anger and killing intent, and he gripped the Heaven-Sealing Sword, ready to charge forward.
When his beloved is being held in someone else's arms, he simply can't stay calm.
"Sizzle..."
What was terrifying was that before he could even get close, Ming Huashang raised his scythe high and stabbed it fiercely into the heart of the shadow representing Di Moyu, while simultaneously severing the shadow's leg.
"Pfft..."
Di Moyu's figure, which was halfway through his action, suddenly froze. He groaned and spat out blood. He fell from the sky, his legs weak, and he could no longer stand up.
"Yu!"
Seeing this, Jun Feijue's eyes showed deep worry as he struggled to break free from Ming Huashang's restraints.
However, even though Ming Huashang hadn't used much strength, she just couldn't escape.
"Ah Jue, I'm fine."
Seeing Jun Feijue's worried expression, he endured the pain, his purple eyes filled with determination. After wiping the corner of his mouth, he gripped the Heaven-Sealing Sword, leaned on the ground, and continued to struggle to get up.
"Senior Brother!"
Seeing this, Ji Fanya and the others turned red in the eyes, their gazes filled with hatred as they looked at Ming Huashang. They all disregarded everything and got up to attack him.
"Oh…"
Faced with their attack, Ming Huashang remained calm, a cruel sneer on his face, and simply tossed all of their shadows into the air.
"Splash..."
Then, the Grim Reaper's scythe swept through the air at high speed, cleaving it in two at the waist!
But that wasn't the end. He then used the sharp tip of his scythe to smash into the shadows again and again.
When the shadow returned to his hand, it was covered in wounds, like a broken rag doll.
Although the wounds on the shadows will heal, and although it is only a shadow, these injuries truly fell on Zhan Wushuang and the others.
"Pfft..."
The profound trauma to their souls caused them to vomit blood and collapse to the ground, too weak to get up.
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