The flying blades of blood rained down on his protective suit, but it had no great effect.

However, when Feitan glanced aside, his heart sank.

Nobunaga maintained a posture of drawing his sword, with his head buried in place, motionless.

Jing Yang, on the other hand, had already caught wind at his feet, avoiding Feitan's attack. The Nianjian sword in his hand made a circle and cut off Xiaodi's Nian chain saw.

Xiaodi, who was almost dragged in front of Wojin, staggered to a stop, and the small piece of chain saw wrapped around Wojin's bloody arm quickly dissipated.

…

Nobunaga did not hesitate to cooperate with Feitan to chop Jing Yang's head——

——This is what he originally planned.

However, the light from the sword did not come out as it had been practiced day after day.

No...his hand did not draw out the sword and cut it out as his mind wanted.

"This is..." Nobunaga's mind was already in turmoil, but his facial expression remained calm, his head hidden in the shadows, and even his pupils did not shrink.

…

"Hey, Nobunaga, what's wrong with you?"

Wo Jin glanced at Jing Yang coldly, casually wiped the blood on his arm that was strangled by the chain saw, and asked Nobunaga with concern.

At this moment, the sword flashed.

The tip of the knife hovered over Wo Jin's chest.

Wojin's blood-stained hands concentrated his thoughts, and he held the blade tightly with his bare hands. He looked at Nobunaga with bloodshot eyes as he stabbed him with the knife, gritted his teeth and asked, "I ask, what happened to him?"

Wo Jinhu roared, and his astonishing momentum swept the entire place.

Buzz!

There was an astonishing force in the air, sucking in like a giant whale in the sea.

The blood mist gathered into a stream and rushed to the other side, where it was the droplets that had manifested themselves into the bulging-eyed fish vacuum cleaner.

The dripping blood on Wojin's arm had long been sucked away, but the wound caused by the chain saw was still flowing out of blood along with the suction force, as if it wanted to empty out all the blood in his body.

Willing to give up.

"snort!"

Wojin snorted angrily, and the muscles in the wound squirmed, sealing the wound and blocking the rapidly flowing blood.

Yet the blood is still flowing to the bulge-eyed fish vacuum cleaner.

"when?"

Feitan looked at the blood flying out of his body and was secretly surprised. Was it the wound caused by Jing Yang? That strange sword? Or was it one or two of those bloody blades that cut him?

"Hello!"

Finks shouted loudly, "Wojin, Nobunaga is hopeless, it's time to leave."

Wo Jin's eyes widened in anger, and from the side, Nobunaga slashed at him with a sword.

Kurapika controls the Flame Skull Knight, turning his five fingers into swords and grabbing Finks.

And Feitan...

At some point, he was wearing that gloomy protective suit, chanting strange incantations that no one could understand, and slowly rose into the sky.

It was as if an extra sun appeared out of thin air, burning with scorching light.

When the light dissipated, Feitan, Finks, and Wojin all disappeared.

Only Nobunaga stood there with his sword in the air, and bloodshot eyes seemed to appear in his eyes.

"Disappeared?" Xiaodi was very confused as he held the bulging-eyed fish.

The jade-faced Taoist nun floated back to Jing Yang.

Finks was right about one thing. When the Qiankun in the sleeves contained a person, the Taoist nun really couldn't take it back into Jing Yang's body. Fortunately, Jing Yang's mind was supplemented by the Drinking Nian Sword, so he was not in a hurry to take back the mind beast.

Jing Yang took out a breath and shouted: "That's it, as many as you can get - your eyes have been red for so long, you can't hold it anymore, right?"

The flame skull knight on Kurapika slowly disintegrated, and he nodded.

——

The exhibition hall of the charity exhibition building was already in chaos.

All the exhibits have disappeared!

The surveillance showed no trace of intrusion. It was as if all the exhibits in all the exhibition halls evaporated out of thin air as soon as they opened for business.

In the chaotic and noisy crowd, Chrollo looked at the empty display cabinet and said to himself: "If it was magic... when do you think the exhibits disappeared?"

"not interested."

Behind him, a lion-like white-haired middle-aged man stood across the crowd and said calmly, "The person I want to kill is on you."

Chrollo said: "What a surprise, can you see him?"

Xiba said: "Anyone who stands in my way will die."

Chrollo smiled slightly: "Then I'll give it a try."
Chapter completed!