Rumble...

A muffled thunder sounded, and the gloomy sky finally rained.

This did not interrupt the progress of the Point Soul Conference, and the showdown on the Point Soul Platform continued. Wei Yang from Xiafeng Academy showed amazing talent and strength, but there was silence on the platform, no one was amazed or noticed. Except for the responsible examiner who announced Wei Yang's victory, almost everyone gathered on the side of the Point Soul Platform.

From this location, you can see the East Avenue of the Third District. Everyone was chasing Qin Sang, who jumped off the Soul Platform, and finally saw a heart-wrenching fight. Even though they couldn't see it after turning to another street, everyone still gathered in this location and had not dispersed for a long time. Until it started to rain, everyone wanted to hide the rain and then dispersed. However, even so, no one paid attention to Wei Yang who raised his right arm to show off his victory on the stage.

Wei Yang was a little annoyed. These idiots, who didn't know what to look at, actually missed the wonderful performance of this genius? But the next second, Wei Yang immediately saw that everyone had dispersed, but Wei Tianqi was still standing in that position, with his back facing the duel platform, motionless.

"Little City Lord!" Wei Yang got off the stage and hurried to Wei Tianqi to help him hide the rain.

Wei Tianqi turned his head and looked at Wei Yang, his face pale. No matter how cold the rain was, it was not as good as the chill that rose in his heart at this time. The scene of Lu Ping pulling Wei Chong's arm off and breaking Wei Chong's neck appeared in his mind over and over again, and he wanted to vomit.

The rain and blood soon mixed together and flowed quietly on the street. The guards in the inner city of Zhiling City were invisible when the fire broke out on the street. Everything was over, and a team of guards wearing straw hats and raincoats appeared silently on the street. They quickly put the bodies of the land into the body bag one by one.

East Avenue in District 3 was quickly cleared. The captain of Team 3 breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was no other incident. When he led the team across the street, Team 3 took a look at the street turning right.

This street has been blocked, and the members of the guard team blocking the intersection are members of the guard team. The captain of the third team did not dare to step forward. The guard team was an elite confidant directly under the city lord Long Shu. Any ordinary team member in the team would be more important than the captain-level people, because they always represent the will of the city lord.

What's more, the captain of the third team also saw Jia Qian, the captain of the first team, the city lord Long Shuo, standing outside a house, several subordinates were in and out, moving several bodies out and lined up on the street. At the door of the house, a pair of young men and women stood quietly. No matter how heavy the rain was, it could not clean the blood on their bodies.

After a quick glance, the captain of the third team had already walked past the street corner. He did not dare to stay. He did not dare to ask, even though he was very curious.

Jia Qian was also very curious at the moment. He tried to perceive Lu Ping's realm as soon as he came, but what he felt was an existence similar to an ordinary person. When he did not have the power to operate the power of the soul, the young man's hiding of the power of the soul was extremely thorough.

Born to killer!

The amazing hidden means and the decisive killing made Jia Qian unable to help but have an understanding and assessment of Lu Ping.

"You did this?" A question that he had known the answer for a long time was just to break the current silence.

"Yes." Lu Ping replied.

"Take it away." Jia Qian didn't say much. Everything seemed like a killer who was committing a murderer in the street.

The two team members walked to Lu Ping's left and right. Lu Ping did not resist, but did not intend to cooperate. He ignored the two of them at all, just looked to the side. A team member of the guard team bent over and walked up, put Ling Ziyan's body into a black body bag, carried it on his shoulder, and quickly left with the others.

"Where will she be taken?" Lu Ping suddenly asked.

"For dead people, it doesn't matter where they go." Jia Qian said.

Lu Ping was silent.

"What about me, where are I going to be taken?" Lu Ping suddenly asked again.

"Let's wait for the city lord to give up." Jia Qian said in an unquestionable tone, then waved his hand to the two subordinates, and also began to be alert. Although this was his first contact with Lu Ping, his intuition had already told him that this young man was definitely not a person who would obey easily. His injuries were very serious and looked very tired, but when he noticed what he cared about, his whole body's condition was immediately completely different. Some people's limits could never be understood.

"I don't really want to go." Lu Ping was indeed not very obedient.

"Then you can't help." Jia Qian's soul power had already started to flow. What kind of combat power can Lu Ping burst out in this state? To be honest, he was a little expectant. He didn't even instruct others, but was just waiting for it himself. He wanted to personally test the depth of Lu Ping.

As a result, he didn't wait for Lai Luping to explode, but he waited for another voice.

"He won't go anywhere!" The voice was also an unquestionable tone, and it could be heard that the speaker was in an extremely bad mood.

Jia Qian turned around and saw Qin Sang. His face was as cold as frost, but he was not looking at him. Kui Ying held his sword tightly in his hand and pointed to the team members carrying Ling Ziyan's body bag at the front: "Let it go."

If it were ordinary guards, there were probably few who dared to disobey the Qin family's wishes. But now it was a guard team, and the absolute confidant of the Lord Zhiling City, who could not bear this trust if he was easily influenced by the enemy. He heard Qin Sang's call, but he did not stop, nor did he let go, but continued to complete what he was doing.

"I'll let you go and hear me!" Qin Sang was about to step forward. Jia Qian frowned. Although he was not happy about Qin Sang's actions, his stubbornness also made him a little confused. It is of course commendable to perform his duties, but what he is doing is just a irrelevant trivial matter like collecting corpses. The other team members carrying corpse bags have stopped, but the only one who was pointed at by Qin Sang's sword has moved faster and faster.

"Who!" Jia Qian realized something was wrong and immediately attacked, strode towards this person. His fear in his heart was even more serious than just being on guard against the road.

The person who carried the corpse was undoubtedly not his subordinate, but he didn't notice it at any time.

"Stop it!" Qin Sang was extremely depressed. Seeing that these people were not even letting go of Ling Ziyan's body, he didn't know what he could do tolerate it. When this sword came out, even the rain in the sky and the ground was driven, and with the sword force, it was stained with the flying light. Before the sword arrived, the sword light formed by the rain instantly condensed behind the man.

brush……

The sword light gathered from the rain passed by, but the one that fell in the wind and rain was just a raincoat.

No one saw any body movements used, and no one saw the man performing any movements. In just a flash, he was already standing on the roof. The body bag of Ling Ziyan was still on his shoulder. He took off his raincoat, and his cloak was floating in the wind and rain. The word "steal" in the middle of the vest seemed to fly out.

Jia Qian's expression stopped immediately and he stopped chasing and quickly stopped all his subordinates with his eyes. Qin Sang did not give up. When he turned his wrist, the sword light slashed towards the roof, but only half of it was cut out. A person suddenly appeared beside Qin Sang, and he pressed her hand down. Before Qin Sang could react, he had already stepped in front of Qin Sang to protect Qin Sang.

"Miss, go!" Kuzhu looked at the word "thief" flying in the wind and rain, which seemed like a demon, and was ready to die.

The thief is just this one word, and this is his name. No matter how many modifications are, it cannot compare to the purity of this one word.

The only one who has never shown his name or even revealed his true face.

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Chapter completed!