The one on the left, with a happy face mask, is the leader of the group of white-clothed men at the bottom of the corridor before.

The one on the right should be the zombie Mu Ye is looking for.

Thinking about it, the leader found that there was one missing, so he came out to look for it, and just happened to collide with Mu Ye and them.

He came faster, faster than Mu Sensen and the others.

The wind was strong by the lake, and the white filial piety hat on the right was blown off by the wind, revealing long black hair.

The zombie turned out to be a woman.

The mask on her face had been removed from the jumps along the way.

Before she could be stunned, she let out a clattering sound of teeth, her claws stretched forward, her ten jet-black nails flashed a dull sheen, and her feet jumped into the air, grabbing the leader of the mask.

In the wind and rain of the night, the happy expression of a white dress, a human face mask, and a grinning smile is particularly creepy.

The masked man stood still, not dodging or dodging.

When the black nails came to the door, a swarthy hand as thin as an eagle's claw stretched out from the wide sleeves, and as soon as he grabbed it in the air, he grabbed one of the wrists of the female corpse in his hand.

I only heard a crisp click, and the female corpse's wrist had been broken with her palm, followed by a strong force that pulled her to the ground, making a huge muffled sound.

As soon as she looked at her, the female corpse broke one wrist and lay on the ground, covered in mud and embarrassed.

The other man was still dressed as white as snow, standing in place, his wide sleeves swaying in the wind, and the arc of the scarlet mouth on his face seemed to be even greater.

The strength of both sides is immediate.

Mu Tian followed Mu Ye and Mu Sensen to squat behind the broken wall and look out.

This time was different from the past, he now had two Dharma Protectors by his side, and although the two non-human beings on the other side were fighting a lot, he didn't feel afraid.

On the contrary, there is a vague sense of the bizarre feeling of watching Ultraman fight the little monsters live.

The combat effectiveness of the female corpse is obviously not at the same level as that of the masked man. This fight can also be called a one-sided assault.

After the female corpse was thrown to the ground, she grabbed the masked man's ankle with her other intact hand, and was kicked three meters away by the masked man.

She jumped quickly, and as if she understood that she was no rival, she turned and jumped away along the shore of the lake, with great speed.

At this moment, a white cloth thirty centimeters wide and seven or eight meters long flew out of the mask-man's white wide sleeves, and with a wave of the wind, the white cloth quickly wrapped around the female corpse, tied her by the waist, and then dragged it down from mid-air.

Slam it into the ground again.

Mu Tian was dumbfounded.

This is a skill in martial arts movies!

No wonder he wore it so thickly and with such long sleeves, it turned out that there was such a murder weapon hidden inside.

The female corpse was wrapped in a white cloth and firmly tied into a zongzi, but it was still unwillingly bouncing on the ground. But she was trapped with her hands and feet, and she obviously had no combat effectiveness.

The masked man flicked his sleeves and circled around her slowly, then stood still in front of her, as if thinking about how to punish her.

A moment later, two thin black claws stretched out from the wide sleeves and began to tear at the white cloth wrapped around the female corpse's body.

For a while, the white fabric was like snow, scattered everywhere.

The thick white cloth was as fragile as rotting blades of grass under the black claws.

Soon, the white cloth was torn open, and he didn't stop.

The sound of a heart-wrenching fracture resounded in the night sky, and the masked man snapped the female corpse's other hand and the leg bones of both legs.

Then, he began to violently tear her clothes until the woman's corpse was unkempt, and her dull pale skin was completely exposed to the night sky.