When Yang Shu saw He Yue tied to the high platform, his heart was filled with all kinds of emotions, self-blame, anger, guilt, and pity······

The stable state of mind brought by the ability [Ice Heart] was broken, and the originally calm expression on Poplar's face fluctuated.

"Angry, let me help you?" 12356 whispered, activating his abilities and amplifying Poplar's anger.

In an instant, Poplar's reason was filled with anger, and his whole body was soaked in red light, and he rushed towards No. 12356 regardless of the arrow, while the primordial magic power frantically surged towards the spirit of the left arm.

"I can't even protect a woman who likes me, what kind of cleaner am I!" That was the last thought in his head.

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The fist that danced with angry flames collided with the bullet, exploding a cloud of blood and fire, and the bullet struck out from the back of the poplar's hand at an angle, and after No. 12356 fired a shot, he took out a short sword in his right hand, and slashed diagonally, and the sword was wrapped with a blood-colored aura.

The audience erupted in cheers again, cheering for flesh and blood.

The poplar tree continued to momentum, a golden light loomed in his left hand, and the sun-shooting arrow was revealed, which he held in his hand and stabbed No. 12356's heart fiercely.

But No. 12356 didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, and faced the arrow straight and straight, the strength of the short sword in his hand was mediocre, and there was no killing intent at all.

Almost at the same time, the dagger and arrow touched the flesh of the other.

The two exchanged blows, and the sun-shooting arrow pierced straight into No. 12356's chest, and then exploded, shaking the two apart, and the poplar was slashed from his left chest to his right abdomen, and the skin was open and the blood flowed, but in fact, the wound was shallow, and the injury was not serious.

The shockwave sent the poplar flying into a stone pillar in the center of the Colosseum, and he let out a muffled grunt, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

No. 12356 only took a few steps back, but a hole exploded in his chest, the size of a fist, and an injury of this magnitude would have been dead for an ordinary person, but his breath was steady, and the wound did not bleed, and countless flesh buds squirmed to quickly repair the wound.

No. 12356 looked down at the injury on his chest and said in a calm tone, "It's not enough, show your true strength." ”

And Poplar, who recovered from his furious state due to pain and blood loss, regained his senses by activating [Ice Heart] again, and observed No. 12356's actions.

"He had the opportunity to kill me just now, no, I should say that he could kill me at any time, but he didn't do it all the time, but kept provoking me. ”

"Sensely, he didn't want to kill me, but what he wanted from me? Or did he want to die?"

Yang Shu raised his eyes again and looked at He Yue in the fire on the high platform, at this time the fire gradually rose, the smoke was billowing out, He Yue coughed again and again, and his body kept writhing, with a painful expression.

"Time is running out, let's try to save He Yue first. After deciding on the next action, Yang Shu stood up, and in his left hand, the sun-shooting bow had been manifested, and under the golden light, the shadow behind Yang Shu was stretched out, and he opened his bow and arrow, pointing directly at No. 12356.

Seeing Poplar's actions, No. 12356 withdrew his gaze from his chest and stared at him calmly, without the intention of dodging, playing with the short sword in his hand.

The right hand released the bowstring, and the arrow shot out like electricity, and the high temperature ignited the fallen leaves on the ground, and the Colosseum became a sea of fire, and the arrow accurately hit the mask of No. 12356, and the explosion was deafening, and the figure of No. 12356 was covered by the flames.

After poplar shot an arrow, he put away the sunbow and didn't care about the situation of No. 12356, turned around and rushed to the audience, rushed to the wall in three or two steps, and the speed did not decrease, and he jumped up the wall several meters high with the help of his strength, and rampage through the crowd, rushing towards the high platform, leaving blood stains along the way.

The smoke and fire in the center of the Colosseum dissipated, revealing the body of 12356, who had carried the sunbow with his flesh, and the clothes on his body were burned, revealing pale skin, the surface of the skin was full of burn marks, and the mask and the entire head were shattered, and the flesh and blood on the neck were still wriggling, and it seemed that he was not dead.

The skin of No. 12356 is unusually fair, the blood vessels are clearly visible, and they are high and bulging, and the muscles are extremely tight, and at this moment, along the blood vessels, there are many bulges surging towards the neck.

No. 12356's body regenerated quickly, and when Poplar rushed to the audience, he had already grown a jaw and a scarlet tongue, which writhed and made a sound: "Yet, no, enough." ”

Then, 12356 began to move, so fast that only an afterimage could be seen.

The poplar ran on the audience, and was not stopped by the audience, and arrived at the side of the high platform in three or two steps, at this time the fire had risen, and the black smoke was billowing into the sky, He Yue's original white face was smoked black, and his expression was sluggish and numb, as if his spirit was still under the control of 12356.

The poplar tree jumped into the burning pile, protecting his body with the remaining native magic, but he could still feel the heat wave coming, and the smoke was so thick that he couldn't open his eyes, he fumbled with his empty eyes to untie the ropes that bound He Yue's hands and feet, and spent a lot of time, after letting go of He Yue, he held He Yue in his arms, and was about to leave.

Number 12356 arrived.

Yang Shu felt a strong wind blowing behind him, he turned around and prepared to block, but it was too late, No. 12356's calf swept firmly across Yang Shu's back, he only had time to protect He Yue in his arms, and the whole person flew out quickly, fell to the open space in the center, slid out of the ground for several meters, knocked down a stone pillar headlong, and the double ponytail was knocked apart, turning into shoulder-length short hair.

In this impact, He Yue only suffered some abrasions, and Yang Shu was hit the back and head, and at this moment fell into a coma, and fainted under the broken stone pillar.

No. 12356 was still standing on the high platform, his head bowed and in the flames, which burned his skin, which continued to repair itself, leaving scars and blood scabs all over his body, as hideous as a demon.

He looked up, his face was empty except for a scarlet tongue, and the eyes, nose, ears, and lips that should have been replaced by white skin.

He raised the short sword in his hand and stabbed it into his eye socket, the blade stirred and dug out two blood holes in his flat face, and the blood that was so red that it flowed out of the blood hole that replaced his eyes, dripping down his face and falling onto the flames.

The original orange flame, after coming into contact with the blood, suddenly turned into a dull gray, the gray quickly spread in the flames, and soon spread throughout the fire, a few sparks splashed on the marble on the side, and continued to burn with rocks as fuel, spreading rapidly.

In the place where the ashes were burned, the colors disappeared, leaving only black and white, just like old photographs.

Those corpses who were spectators threw themselves into the ashes of the flames, turning into the nutrients of the flames, and the fire was raging.

At the same time as the gray fire appeared, on the other side, on the street of Huanchun Street, the woman who operated the instrument spoke: "Report to the captain! There is a strong reality distortion situation in the mountains about 45 kilometers to the west, and it is suspected that there is a trace of the body of 12356!"

When the young man who was the captain heard this, he ordered: "Dragon Blade and July stay behind to annihilate the doppelganger of No. 12356, don't leave your hands behind, fight quickly, and the rest of the people immediately rush to the mountains 45 kilometers to the west." ”

"Dragon blade, unsheathed. The man with the knife put away the shuriken and the wakicha, and pulled out the wild sword he was carrying behind his back, and there was a cyan dragon phantom coiled on the blade.

"Haoyue, when the sky. The woman with the long ponytail removed the huge crossbow hanging from her back, and in broad daylight, a cold moonlight drew from the sky, and attached to the crossbow arrows.

The rest of the people left the battlefield one after another, using their own means, and moved at high speed towards the mountains in the west.

In the Colosseum, looking at the gray flames, No. 12356 raised his short sword again, slashing on both sides of the bloody tongue, revealing a bloody smile.

Jumping down, No. 12356 walked towards He Yue and Poplar with a short sword, behind him was a gray fire raging, as if it was about to devour the whole world, and he snapped his fingers on the way.

He Yue, who was lying in the arms of the poplar tree, her expression changed greatly, from stiffness and dullness, to dazedness, and then to extreme panic, she sat on the ground, staring at the bloody face of No. 12356, her body kept retreating, and she inhaled heavily because of fear, unable to make a sound.

12356 approached step by step and stopped, the bloodstained blade reflecting He Yue's face twisted and deformed from panic.

"My little girl, don't be afraid, it's not pretty to be afraid. No. 12356 squatted down as he spoke, stroking He Yue's face with his hand.

The poplar woke up.

"Let her go!" Poplar on the side, struggling to get up, raised his head and glared at No. 12356, shouting.

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"Okay, kill me, and I'll let her go. No. 12356 replied, and at the same time, his hand slowly moved down, to He Yue's neck, the slender and strong fingers and the white and slender neck complemented each other, and the fingers tightened hard and lifted up.

He Yue's face was red from lack of oxygen, her hands and feet struggled weakly, and a few syllables were struggling in her throat.

"You······ Escape ······ Hurry up ······"

Yang Shuqiang propped up his injured body, closed his fist and strode towards No. 12356 on the side, his steps were deformed by the pain, and green, blue, purple, and yellow lights flashed one after another.

"Bang. "No. 12356 kicked out a flat kick and hit the poplar's head, and the poplar flew out diagonally and fell heavily to the ground.

The strength in No. 12356's hand increased a little, and He Yue's was already in shock and stopped struggling.

The poplar tree struggled to get up again and charged, and he kept silently reciting the guiding words of [Ice Heart] to calm his restless heart.

"If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall;

All changes are still stable, and the spirit is calm;

Forget yourself and keep one, six roots;

······”

Gradually, through the effect of [Ice Heart], he controlled his emotions, anger, fear, and hope······ All of them vanished, leaving only calm and firmness, and at the same time, the seven-colored light induced by the [Fist of Love and Hate] continued to fluctuate on his fists, and finally merged into a pure and determined white light.

"There will be light on the day of whiteness,

To cleanse the soul is to be delusional.

Darkness descends and eyes look up,

The new day is coming, and the light is immeasurable!"

"Pure White Fist!"

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Fu Ling's heart was at the bottom, and he roared an oath angrily, and his speed did not slow, and he swung out with his fist.

Feeling the power contained in the white light, No. 12356 opened his arms and faced Yang Shu's fist with his face, and at the same time released his hand, He Yue fell to the ground and regained consciousness, coughing continuously.

The huge life force, while treating Yang Shu's injuries, also hit No. 12356's face heavily, and along his arm, white light entered No. 12356's body, and then, it exploded with a bang, and it was full of light.

When the white light meets the gray fire, it is like water extinguishing the fire, and the color of the white light of the land world is restored, and the gray fire is extinguished.

12356's body exploded completely, leaving only a strange red liquid suspended in the air.