At this moment, Xiao Fan was like being struck by lightning, and looked at the monk with a strange and evil face in a daze, and his whole body was cold.

He...... Begging for death!

If Xiao Fan hadn't discovered it early, and in that thousandth of a second, he tried his best to make his hand tremble, then this thorn would have penetrated directly through the monk's heart, and no matter whether the monk was a Buddha or a demon, he would definitely die.

Of course, the monk's condition is not much better now, although the heart is fine, but the jade dagger is too close to the heart, and the bloody qi is more or less poured into the monk's heart, if you don't hurry up to breathe, there will be life-threatening, and the body is penetrated by the injury, very serious, it looks like there is no blood, it seems that there is no big problem, but that is only a superficial phenomenon, judging from the monk's increasingly fair face, I know that he is about to reach the limit.

"Ahem...... Hehehe......"

The monk was laughing, and his voice was like a bellows with a hole in it.

"Xiao Fan, in fact, I have long wanted to die, but I just lack a reason to die, in fact, I am very happy, from the moment I saw you, my only wish was to die in your hands......" The monk's voice gradually decreased.

"Monk!"

Xiao Fan's eyes were blood-red, tears appeared, and he poured his internal strength into the monk's chest as if he didn't want money, and warmed the monk's heart with his own internal strength, and at the same time clicked on several acupoints on the monk's body, temporarily controlling the injuries in his body.

"Why?"

Xiao Fan burst into tears, and the monk's words kept echoing in his ears.

"Actually, I wanted to die for a long time, but I didn't have a reason to die,...... My only wish is to die at your hands......"

"Bastard! I'm going to kill you with dignity! Who wants you to die? Bastard! Monk, you bastard!" Xiao Fan slapped the monk's face, it didn't feel very good, it was all bones, and it hurt.

The monk didn't react, he had already fainted.

Xiao Fan's fatal blow, how powerful is it? If you were someone else, I am afraid that there is no breath now, that is, the powerful strength of the monk's innate threefold, the bloody internal strength operates independently, and the monk breathes a breath.

"You don't want to die! I don't want you to die!"

Xiao Fan's tears flowed, as if he had returned to a few years ago.

At that time, Xiao Fan was only an agent of the soul group, and the most elite team went on a mission, and then encountered an ambush attack, and his brother who lived and died together was mortally injured, Xiao Fan couldn't save it at all, so he could only watch him smile and die in front of him.

That was the knot buried deep in Xiao Fan's heart, did he want to tie another knot in this knot now? They were also brothers who shared life and death, but they were killed by Xiao Fan himself?

"If you die, I will beat the ghost disciples every day, not give them food, not let them sleep, and let the ghost disciples cry in pain in front of your grave every day! Monk, don't you believe it!" Xiao Fan's internal strength worked, and the monk was placed in a posture of sitting cross-legged, and he flipped in the air, and came to the monk, also sitting cross-legged, his hands against the monk's back, and the internal energy gushed out wildly, but with gentleness, without the slightest domineering.

The monk's body trembled, and the bloody internal strength in his body seemed to be conscious, quickly fusing Xiao Fan's internal strength to restore the injuries around the monk's heart.

This is everyone's survival instinct, but obviously, the monk is subconsciously begging for death, this contradictory emotion, so that although the injury in his body is improving, his heart is still gradually weak.

"Monk, you are not allowed to die!" Xiao Fan could naturally find out about this situation, and in a frenzied roar, he picked up the dark jade dagger on the ground, cut his wrist, and sent the bloody hand to the monk's mouth.

Blood!

The blood of the strong!

At this moment, the monk's cultivation of the bloody duel became a little violent because of Xiao Fan's blood.

Xiao Fan, who is born with a triple nature, has a fatal attraction to people who have cultivated such evil skills as Killing Blood, even if the monk begs for death, the Killing Blood Determination begins to absorb it independently, and it is not controlled by the residual consciousness of the monk after he is in a coma at the moment.

If the monk was still awake, then he could suppress this impulse that seemed to come from the depths of his soul, but he was in a coma, and there was nothing he could do.

Xiao Fan immediately felt a suction coming out of the monk's mouth, and the blood in his veins was surging rapidly.

"Bloody ......" Xiao Fan had a bitter corner of his mouth, this is one of the most evil martial arts in the world, it is even more terrifying than the Nine Shadows Demon Claws cultivated by Wang Po, originally everyone was punished, but now, it has become the only hope for the monk to live.

As time passed, Xiao Fan's face turned pale.

Whether it is an ordinary person or a martial artist, the amount of blood in the body has not actually increased, and after losing too much blood, it will still be life-threatening.

The only difference is that the vitality of a warrior is much stronger than that of ordinary people, which means that a warrior can live longer than ordinary people, and there are countless warriors over a hundred years old.

The reason why this is so is because with the help of internal strength, the metabolism and hematopoietic ability of the warrior have been greatly improved, and the effect of delaying aging has been delayed.

No matter how strong an ordinary seventy-year-old ordinary person is, it is still a rare age, and a small problem may lead to a danger to his life, and the martial artist ...... The old Taoist priest is in his seventies, and he looks like a fifty-year-old person, and his aura is strong, and it will not be a problem to live for another seventy years.

The speed at which Xiao Fan's blood is flowing is very terrifying, if the monk takes the initiative to urge the bloody duel, Xiao Fan is now an adult, even if there is no monk who takes the initiative to urge the bloody duel, the bloody duel is also frantically absorbing Xiao Fan's blood, and the monk's gradually wilting heart has also regained its vitality, and the sound of banging is getting stronger and stronger.

Xiao Fan suddenly exerted force, and then withdrew his hand from the suction, at this moment his face was pale, and the skin on his body was several levels whiter than usual.

Although there was not much injury, Xiao Fan had lost a lot of blood, and at the moment, he was also a little black in front of his eyes, and he needed to take care of it.

Everything around was silent, except for the water in the small river, which still flowed, like time, and did not stop by anyone.

When Xiao Fan opened his eyes, he found that the monk had woken up, and it was not far away, with a trace of bitterness in his eyes, looking at himself.

Xiao Fan also looked at the monk and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and finally pulled him back from the brink of death.

It is too easy for a person to die, but it is difficult to survive.

"What are you doing to save me?"

The monk and Xiao Fan looked at each other, stared at each other for a long time, and their eyes were about to be blind, and the monk spoke softly.

His injuries did not recover quickly, but after he woke up, he urged the bloody duel, and the injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was estimated that in another hour, he would be able to heal, seeing Xiao Fan's eyes jumping wildly, such a recovery ability was almost comparable to the strange state he was in after he went mad.

"Monk, explain clearly to the master! Why do you want to die at my hands? What is going on? How can you cultivate the Blood Killing Battle? What about the Blood Demon? How can he let you leave? How many people have you killed? Have you killed innocent people indiscriminately?"

Xiao Fan's questions were one after another, just like a serial cannon, in fact, he also found that he had been a little inconsiderate before, even if he wanted to kill the monk, at least he had to ask clearly what happened and why.

(End of chapter)