At first, Su Yang spoke with a little gentleness and politeness.

But when the word 'goodbye' comes to the end, the tone has become extraordinarily cold.

A scalpel quietly appeared in his hand, wrapped in a layer of fairy power, and his eyes gradually began to redden.

Xishen frowned slightly and made the first move.

The red light is vigorous.

Blood surges.

Vaguely, a head seemed to be placed on top of a long sword, roaring at Su Yang and devouring it.

Su Yang's expression was not shocked, but there was always a certain crazy color suppressed in his eyes.

His steps paused slightly.

"Breaking the law..."

"Three."

Su Yang whispered softly.

The phantom of the three immortals floated behind Su Yang.

One young, one middle, one old...

In the same way, all of them exude a dusty aura.

Tap your finger in the air.

The head that turned into blood and qi was instantly shattered, but the long sword still stabbed at Su Yang's chest.

Su Yang turned sideways slightly.

The range of motion is small.

But the sword, which was bound to pierce the heart, deviated by an inch.

It didn't even hurt the bones.

Although it looks like the entire body is pierced, the actual injuries are not serious.

Xi Shen was stunned.

He didn't expect that this sword would really stab Su Yang, so he was distracted for a second.

A flash of silver.

Su Yang, who was less than half a meter away from Xishen, had a scalpel flying in his hand.

In the next second, a bloody wound appeared on Xishen's neck, and it had even cut through the trachea.

And Su Yang was at the moment of collecting the knife, taking advantage of the situation to break the tendon of Xishen's right hand.

Xishen subconsciously let go of the hilt of the sword, took two steps back, covered his neck, his eyes widened, and looked at Su Yang incredulously.

Su Yang raised his hand, put it on the hilt of the sword, pulled the long sword out of his body, threw it on the ground, and walked slowly towards Xishen again.

Blood was still spilling down the wound on his chest.

"A lose-lose style of play..."

"You..."

"You're doing this to yourself... Are you so confident? ”

Due to the ruptured trachea, the voice of the god of joy became very hoarse.

The power of the fairy spirit worked hard to heal his wounds.

Seeing Su Yang getting closer and closer, Xishen's eyes changed slightly: "Seven emotions and six desires, the origin of people, deprivation... Hi..."

"Heaven and earth are clear, and the immortals are sealed."

"Go up to Haotian and go down to prison Li Min."

"Shave your mortal bones!"

After two spells in a row, Xishen looked a little weak.

A large amount of fairy power continued to spread through the wound.

"Hi..."

"What about your emotions?"

"Among your seven emotions and six desires, the proportion of joy... Why is it so low? ”

"No... It shouldn't be like this..."

'You obviously have a perverse personality, and your mood of joy is definitely not low! ’

But soon, Xishen's expression changed drastically.

If you deprive people of their seven emotions and six desires and turn them into different colors, then at this moment, in Su Yang's body, what Xi Shen feels belongs to Su Yang's 'joy', and this emotion is almost thin to the extreme.

I can't say that there is none, but it is very light, very light.

Obviously, in the previous contact, Su Yang loved to laugh so much, and he would always make all kinds of strange and outrageous operations.

Su Yang still didn't say a word, and moved closer to the god of joy.

The two hole cards that belonged to him were directly invalidated, and the expression of Xishen was extremely ugly.

"Then the immortal will remove your bones!"

"Let's see if you can maintain this arrogant appearance."

There is no flashy effect.

Su Yang, who was walking, suddenly froze in place.

At this moment, his bones began to slowly squirm, as if they were about to penetrate the skin.

"Hehe..."

"This is also one of the tortures in the Ancient Immortal Realm."

"In the face of such intense pain, you mortal..."

Seeing that the spell took effect, Xishen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said with a sneer.

The wound on his neck had healed a bit, or at least it didn't look as hideous as before.

But before he finished his words, his eyes glared at the boss!

At this moment, the power of the immortal spirit in Su Yang's body suddenly skyrocketed.

Different from the pure immortal power before, the immortal power on his body at this moment was filled with all kinds of complex emotions.

Tyranny, anger, greed...

Under the backdrop of this immortal power, Su Yang's face looked so gloomy and terrifying.

"Heart Ape..."

"The heart ape is in turmoil..."

"No, the heart ape is turbulent, it is the heart ape that is the main one, guiding our emotions, thinking changes..."

"But you..."

"You're more like... It's more like the heart ape itself..."

"Or rather, tamed the heart ape..."

"Impossible!"

"Who are you?"

"I don't believe you're just a mere mortal!"

"Can completely turn the heart ape for their own use, in ancient times, there are only a few people who can do it."

Yue Lao, who has always been silent and peeps at the screen, suddenly lost his voice at this moment.

If the heart moves, the strength will increase by leaps and bounds.

But the will will gradually get out of control, until a certain moment, completely controlled by the heart ape...

But Su Yang...

At this moment, the purest evil in the world is displayed in front of them like this.

In comparison, what they absorbed was nothing more than a joke.

"It hurts..."

"Painful feelings..."

Su Yang's eyes were blood-red, he slowly spoke, raised his arm, and looked at it stupidly.

A piece of hand bone seems to pierce the skin and is active in the sun.

"Since you're really trying to come out..."

"I'll help you..."

An inexplicable smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Su Yang's mouth, and he clenched his fist violently and hit the wall.

The sound of bone cracking sounded.

The bones of the wriggling hand broke.

A bone spur suddenly pierced the skin, leaving it exposed, and blood continued to drip down the sharp part of the bone spur.

Intense pain swept through the body.

But Su Yang slowly closed his eyes, as if he enjoyed this feeling very much.

"I've been pretending to be a person for a long time..."

"I almost forgot..."

"I'm actually what people say... Perverted..."

As he spoke, Su Yang opened his eyes again, looked at Xishen playfully, his steps swayed, and he approached him.

"Since you like my bones..."

"For you..."

Su Yang raised his arm, and the half of the bone spur was fiercely inserted into Xishen's body.

Xishen snorted, and the power of the fairy spirit continued to surge, surging towards the wound again.

And he raised his palm weakly and aimed it into the distance.

The 'Red Line Long Sword' that fell to the ground shook slightly, and the next moment it rose into the air and drove towards Su Yang's back.

Feeling the fierce wind behind him, Su Yang not only did not retreat, but slowly took a step forward.

The whole person is almost completely attached to the god of joy.

Bone spurs pierced his abdomen.

"Guess..."

"This sword fell, piercing through our bodies..."

"Who will be the one who dies..."

"We... Bet on it? ”