He was still vomiting blood for a long time, his face was extremely pale, and he didn't even have the strength to reply.

He fell to his knees straight, his feet no longer strong enough to support his body, and he barely turned around and lay himself face up.

"This madman." After a long time, he struggled to speak, and the holy books were scattered around him, completely losing their luster.

He forcibly turned his head to look at Fang Xing, but there was not much resentment in his eyes, although he didn't want to admit it, he had always been ready to be killed. Fang Xing was understandable for doing this, after all, what he did before was tantamount to putting Fang Xing to death.

There is nothing wrong with his calculations, but is it wrong for a strong man to calculate the weak? The mistake is that he miscalculated, he calculated according to the logic of ordinary people, but Fang Xing was a madman who would explode.

He now understands that normal logic should never be used against madmen, and he should not try to speculate on the thinking of madmen with any rational conclusions.

Because this is a madman, a mentally sick madman!

With such a person, the lower limit of what he can make is far beyond the imagination of normal people, and even Fang Xing can't figure out why he wants to do it.

It's just that he planted it this time, not on his calculations, but on the fact that he met a neuropath, and this neurotic still has the ability to interrupt the ultimate transmission of the holy book.

Jiu Ritian smiled, and he was also relieved, now he basically can't do anything except wait for death. He is laughing at least dead and Fang Xing is by his side, and he is not too lonely, there is a companion on Huangquan Road.

"Haha, in order to thank you, I gave you a decent death!" The clown laughed and said, now that the situation has been completely reversed, just now the clown's life was still in danger, and now it is Fang Xing and the others who should be worried. Oh no, it should be said that it is useless to worry, the current Fang Xing is no longer qualified to fight with it.

It can sense that the energy in Fang Xing's body is constantly weakening, and the qi and blood are also extremely poor, impetuous, and dry.

The clown said so much that it was nothing more than dragging out time, and it actually had no bottom in its heart, especially if it was not sure if Fang Xing could use the pupil technique, and even it palpitated with the fluctuation just now.

It's waiting for time, and it's 30 seconds until five minutes. The other half of its energy will be able to return to the body, and it will be completely worthwhile when the time comes.

Fang Xing grinned, the demon's red pupils had faded, but they were still scarlet. He doesn't know what the Joker is up to, but he has a reason to die, the Joker has just almost driven him to death, and he must kill the Joker.

He pressed one hand into his bleeding right eye, intending to forcibly use the pupil technique.

The underworld core he absorbed converted a total of 6.8 pupil powers, plus about 7.5 copies before, and the consumption of using the pupil technique was 3 units, that is, 3 parts.

The pupil power is sufficient for the time being, and the pupil technique can be used again. This pupil technique could not be released from his left eye, but his right eye was a little unbearable, and the severe pain eroded him, and forcibly using it could cause his right eye to be invalidated.

The clown was shocked when he saw Fang Xing's action, and almost stacked all his strength on defense.

"Hehe, hahaha." Fang Xing opened his mouth and laughed, the next moment the smile instantly converged, and two circles of red markings appeared in the yang pupil of his right eye, and the markings slowly turned, and the previous mystical power descended again.

The clown's pupils contracted violently, and it wanted to abandon its physical body and escape, even if it paid the price, or it would be killed!

It's just that under the lock of the soul wound, it has no ability to escape at all. The arcane power turned into an invisible ripple, when swept over the clown's body, the clown's gaze was dull, and the spirit body was uncontrollable and broke away from the remnant body, and the ripples were like a sharp knife, cutting the clown's spirit body and cutting it in two.

The clown's body falls, and the spirit gradually dissipates. Fang Xing didn't wait for the spirit body to dissipate, and swallowed the clown spirit like a whale.

After doing all this, Fang Xing couldn't support it anymore, a lot of blood flowed out of his right eye, and the stinging pain like a pinprick continued to wash over his nerves, at this moment he was covered in blood all over his body, and there was a quail egg-sized blood hole around his waist.

"Hehe, I didn't expect this ending in the end, it turned out that you won, and the clown died. Hehe, it's okay, it's good for the clown to accompany me. ”

Fang Xing had a smile on his face, he smiled very reluctantly, and his face was basically soaked with blood, he looked terrifying.

"Don't resist? It's a lot less fun that way. ”

"Hehe, it's really hard for me to understand the thinking of you madmen, do you think I still have the strength to resist now?" Jiu Ritian grinned and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Huh."

Fang Xing walked around Jiu Ritian, stepped out and sat on his lower abdomen, grabbed Jiu Ritian's collar with one hand, and leaned his head very close, this posture was very ambiguous, like a flirting little couple, secretly making love.

It's just that no one will think about ambiguity now, just because Fang Xing has put the black dagger on Jiu Ritian's neck.

"Why not resist?" Fang Xing's head was completely against Jiu Ritian's nose, and blood flowed down his hair into his nasal cavity, choking Jiu Ritian with a cough.

"Does resistance work? With a single stroke, I'll be back to the West. I don't want to work hard, I'm tired, kill if you want to, this is the ending I brought about myself, and the cause and effect are also borne by me. ”

"Heh, is it so hypocritical?" Fang Xing roared angrily, the demon red in his eyes deepened, and a tyrannical and manic aura was brewing.

He threw away the black dagger and hammered his hands Jiu Ritian's face, if you don't resist, die, die!

"Click, Click, Click"

The enchantment has cracked, it is an enchantment created by the Joker, and it will not last long after it dies.

Jiu Ritian was still holding a breath, but when Fang Xing was hammered like this, his true anger was directly dispersed.

"You madman, if you want to kill, why do you humiliate me?!" After a long period of rage, he didn't know where he got the strength, he actually pressed Fang Xing who was riding on him, and smashed his fists into Fang Xing's face with both hands.

Fang Xing didn't speak, and he couldn't speak, but Jiu Ritian saw a happy and excited look in his demonic red eyes.

He's actually having fun?!!

Why the hell are you so happy at this juncture?

Are you stupid? Are you sick?

Jiu Ritian almost shouted out with all his might, and even more so with all his might.

Fang Xing forcibly pressed Jiu Ritian back, and he was like Jiu Ritian, venting his dissatisfaction and madness in the most primitive way.

The two men rolled on the ground and pinched each other, leaving a long trail of blood. His face was bruised, and since neither of them had the strength to use the Assassination Energy, they just used the most primitive force to fight each other.

"Cheer, cheer, cheer!" The two of them gasped, their strength was exhausted, and since the two of them kept rolling, the black dagger was next to Jiu Ritian at this moment, and he was pressed under Fang Xing. At this moment, he only had to raise his hand to get the dagger and deal a fatal blow to Fang Xing.

Jiu Ritian's bloody hand trembled and stretched out to the dagger, the process was very slow, and it even took a short distance to stop.

Fang Xing just watched, and didn't stop it.

Finally he got the dagger, but he found that he didn't have the strength to wield it.

"Hehe, hehe, cough cough, you won, I won't play, I won't play, give me a good time, you... Neuropathy! ”

After a long time, he no longer struggled, and the hand holding the dagger was released, and he changed to a comfortable lying position, at least he died not so ugly.

Fang Xing grinned, he still had strength, but he was also close to running out of oil. He picked up the dagger and moved it to the neck of the long day.

The dagger was so sharp that it would cut through his skin just by getting close, and with a little force, Jiu Ritian's head would be cut off.

"Puff !!"

The entire dagger was halfway into the ground, and the blade of the dagger was dripping blood.

Fang Xing did not cut off Jiu Ritian's head, but plunged the dagger vertically into the ground.

"Oh, it's boring."

Fang Xing trembled and took out a cigarette, but found that he couldn't even hold a lighter.

"It's embarrassing." Fang Xing laughed at himself, and tried to get up with one hand, but as soon as he stood up, he fell into a coma and fell next to Jiu Ritian.

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