"ill?"
Ye Hongyi's complexion changed slightly when he heard the sound.
"Nonsense, we've only met twice and you fell in love with me? Isn't it a mental illness?" Yang Gang sneered.
"I'm sick, you... you're not sick?"
Ye Hongyi's expression changed completely, and she looked deeply at Yang Gang's face.
After a while, a trace of astonishment flashed in her eyes.
"No, why haven't you... changed?"
"You have also practiced the Heart-Severing Art, why hasn't it changed? Why, why, why..." An angry roar.
As if she was going crazy, she stood up suddenly and roared at Yang Gang, hysterically.
suddenly.
Her expression changed again.
Looking at Yang Gang, his eyes were wandering like water, and he explained: "You are different...you are different from them. Only you have taken a different path from me. I knew it at the first sight in Hongye Tower, You are the only man who can make me have the desire to surrender."
"Come on, kill me, please... kill me, so you can kill me, come on!"
"This crazy woman."
Yang Gang couldn't help but shake his head.
I felt a little pity for Ye Hongyi in my heart.
The Art of Killing Love is really evil!
By some unknown method, Sifang City also engraved the Heart-Severing Art from the Beihan Tribulation Monument, but it was obviously different from the one practiced by Yang Gang. This slight difference has completely different consequences.
Ye Hongyi went crazy and split into two personalities.
She and Yang Gang were unable to completely cut off their love and desire, so they could only use their own methods to differentiate into two selves, one infatuated and the other ruthless, embarking on a crazy wrong path.
That's why he wanted to 'fall in love' with Yang Gang and then kill him. In this way, we can achieve the goal of killing love and desire, and then achieve the ultimate goal of killing love and heart.
Be infatuated first, then be ruthless... If she succeeds, maybe she can really turn from the wrong path to the right path.
"bring it on."
Yang Gang silently raised the long knife in his hand and stopped talking nonsense.
"You want to kill me? Let me kill you!"
Ye Hongyi's demeanor changed again.
"It doesn't matter. Same, same... I am definitely on the right path. As long as I kill you, I will be able to sever my love and unlock the seal of the Beihan Tribulation Monument..."
She murmured to herself, and suddenly her eyes flashed with thick blood.
The figure turned around and disappeared.
A red bloody sword suddenly cut through the darkness and plunged into Yang Gang's body from behind.
'Ding~'
"What a speed."
Yang Gang sighed softly and turned to look at Ye Hongyi.
Wave and punch.
Hit her hard in the stomach.
"Ugh~~"
Ye Hongyi's body bent like a shrimp, ejected like lightning, hit the Beihan Tribulation Monument from behind and rolled to the ground.
"Pfft~~"
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ye Hongyi raised her head, her crazy eyes widened: "Impossible, how is this possible..."
"nothing is impossible."
The black knife with gold patterns in Yang Gang's hand pointed diagonally at the ground, and he walked towards Ye Hongyi.
"You practice the Qing-Zhan Xin Jue, and my body, tempered by a combination of martial arts and chance, is no worse than the Qing-Xin Xin Jue. It is also the Qing-Zhan Zhen Gang, and your Qing-Zhan Zhen Gang can break through You can’t use my Zhenqing Zhengang.”
"Those who practice Kung Fu are always human beings. Becoming a puppet of a Kung Fu... you have taken the wrong path from the very beginning."
"No!"
"How could I have gone the wrong way! I can't be wrong!"
Ye Hongyi's body was shaken violently, as if she couldn't bear the blow.
He suddenly raised the red sword in his hand, closed his eyes, and resolutely stabbed it into his chest.
'Pfft~~'
A stream of blood spurted out, dyeing the red clothes on her chest darker and darker.
"Um???"
Yang Gang stopped in shock, looking at Ye Hongyi who had mutilated his body, his mind was a little confused.
However, he saw Ye Hongyi slashing himself in the chest, but his figure did not fall down as expected. Instead, there was a cold and murderous aura, like an evil ghost coming from the Nine Nether Hell.
A red dress was fluttering in the wind, and her black hair was like black snakes dancing wildly in the sky. Her aura was rising in an instant, as if she was about to break through the limit of Zhen Gang realm.
"I can definitely kill you...for sure."
Ye Hongyi suddenly opened her eyes and said seriously: "Under the soul, I am invincible."
"Under the soul, I, Ye Hongyi... am invincible!"
Every sentence and every sound seems to strengthen one's belief.
"Very good, now you can show me some real skills."
Yang Gang laughed easily.
He raised the black knife with gold patterns and turned into a brilliant reddish-brown fire.
"Fengtian!"
boom!
Bloody sword shadows appeared all over the sky, and they gathered together in the air to face Fentian's sword.
The moment the two collided, a dazzling light burst out, illuminating the darkness of the entire City Lord's Mansion.
A figure fell from the light, flew upside down and hit the Beihan Tribulation Monument again.
Ye Hongyi said "Wow" and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"No... it's possible..." Scarlet blood covered her cheeks and chin, with a cold, dirty and coquettish look.
then.
The woman in red raised the red sword again and stabbed it through her chest. Bo Bo's blood gushed out, and Ye Hongyi's aura increased again.
"Is it over yet?"
Yang Gang shook his head and swung out his second sword.
The sword's light was like an abyss, like a landslide and a tsunami, and like a fairy fetus flying from the sky. The sword struck the tip of Ye Hongyi's chest fiercely.
'Ding~~~'
The red sword completely penetrated her chest and was inserted into the Beihan Tribulation Monument.
Ye Hongyi's eyes widened and her body fell down weakly.
Yang Gang walked slowly to her side and whispered in the blood-red woman's ear: "Under the soul, I am invincible..."
"Below the soul... you... are invincible?"
Ye Hongyi said foolishly.
Her eyes gradually dimmed and lost color, and the bloodthirsty and crazy killing intent seemed to recede like a tide. She looked into Yang Gang's eyes and whispered: "I lost."
"..."
Yang Gang said nothing and silently raised the long knife.
"Wait a moment."
Ye Hongyi said weakly: "Before now, can you...please agree to my request?"
"cannot."
"I beg you……"
Ye Hongyi's pale face, which had lost too much blood, had a hint of red, "Can you...can you kiss me?"
"....Are you worthy?"
A disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Gang's mouth.
This crazy woman was still acting like a monster before she died.
"Stop being stupid and deceiving yourself. The reason why you 'fall in love' with me is just to forcefully hint to yourself that you are looking for something that can kill you. Love? You don't deserve to mention this word at all!"
"I...don't deserve it?"
Ye Hongyi was stunned.
Then he raised his head, and a glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes.
"Yes, this is the feeling, I can't be wrong... What I like is this feeling..." She suddenly hugged Yang Gang's ankle and chuckled: "Come on, kill me, Please, kill me hard... trample me under your feet, go and ask for mercy..."
"You are...really sick!"
Yang Gang shook his head helplessly and glanced at the Beihan Tribulation Monument that was easily accessible behind Ye Hongyi.
Decisively swing the knife down.
But she saw Ye Hongyi stretching his neck, his eyes slightly closed, and waiting for the kill. Two strange flushes appeared on his cheeks, with a strange look of satisfaction on his face. His body wrapped in red clothes trembled and twitched. Smoked.
It's like...
"I... grass!"
Yang Gang was holding up the black sword with gold patterns in a daze, feeling greatly shocked for a moment.
