"You seem to have miscalculated."

"In the past 20 years, what I have relied on for self-confidence has never been my cultivation."

"In the Black Street..."

"Except for Wednesday dogs, no one dared to come within two meters of me."

"Maybe you're right, I can't beat you."

"But I..."

"I want to try."

Su Yang's smile bloomed at this moment, it was so sunny, enthusiastic, and cheerful, which made people subconsciously feel good in their hearts.

But his eyes were so cold and indifferent.

As the words fell, bloodshot streaks appeared in his eyes almost in the blink of an eye.

The whites of the eyes seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment, leaving only the pitch-black pupils, which were extremely deep, like an abyss.

"I'm looking forward to this... On this day..."

"It's so... It's been a long time..."

Su Yang's voice was choppy, on the verge of losing his mind.

The pure immortal power is full of resentment at this moment, mixed with violence and desire, and the whole person looks like a fierce beast in the world.

And at this moment, his sanity completely disappeared.

It's just that unlike in the storm of resentment, at this time, at the center of Su Yang's eyebrows, a pale red line appeared at some point, like a burning red flame, and it seemed like blood was flowing along a certain line, exuding a faint red light.

In this state, Su Yang's aura suddenly skyrocketed, much stronger than when he was in the storm of resentment.

"The other side..."

"You were able to inspire the other side at this time?"

"It's silent, hidden now!"

The man looked at Su Yang's eyebrows, and his tone finally became shocked, a little incredible.

But soon his face became gloomy: "In twenty years, I found a way to connect the other side..."

"Your Excellency, is this your vision?"

"But I don't believe it..."

"All of this should be handed over to me, not this waste!"

The man roared angrily.

And at this moment, Su Yang was like a ghost, and the whole person was stuck into the man's arms.

Two scalpels appeared in his hands at some point, like silver lightning, constantly flickering in the void, with a sharp light.

The man was caught off guard, and could only subconsciously mobilize the power of the fairy spirit around his body.

But the scalpel in Su Yang's hand was also blessed with the power of the fairy, but it was wielded extremely fast, always slashing at the man's fatal parts very trickily.

This also leads to the continuous shattering of the immortal power on the surface of the man's body, which requires a lot of mental reorganization.

And under this kind of intensive offensive, he couldn't even cast spells, so he could only be forced to fight Su Yang hand-to-hand.

It's just that for a person who has been obsessed with magic all year round, hand-to-hand combat...

This ancient vocabulary has long been forgotten by them.

Compared with Su Yang's aggressive offensive, the man's response was much more clumsy.

If it weren't for the fact that his immortal power surpassed Su Yang too much, I am afraid that he would already be covered in bruises at this moment.

This feeling of being suppressed made the man surprisingly angry, and he wanted to explode several times, but on the eve of the spell about to start, he was intercepted by Su Yang's scalpel and forced to interrupt.

"Bastard!"

The man is not the kind of indecisive person, after judging his own disadvantages, a ruthless color flashed in his eyes, and he no longer hid, but chose to cast a complete spell even if he was stabbed.

He only retained a certain amount of immortal power to linger around his body, and his fingers quickly outlined.

When the scalpel was about to cut his throat, he tilted his neck slightly, allowing the scalpel to cut through his chest.

Warm blood splashed on Su Yang's face, and under the strong negative immortal power, it was even more hideous.

But...

The man's spell was also finished at this moment.

His figure disappeared into thin air, appearing ten meters away in the next second.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and a cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Just a second before his figure was about to leave, one of Su Yang's scalpels had already been placed on his throat, and the other scalpel was only a millimeter away from his heart.

In other words, if his spell is slowed down by half a second, or even less, he will probably be reduced to a corpse.

Even so, a blood mark still appeared on his neck, and beads of blood continued to spill down the wound.

And at the location of the heart, there was a narrow opening on the black robe.

"After all..."

"I'm underestimating you."

"But from now on, your turn, it's over."

Looking at the hideous wound on his chest, the man had an indifferent expression, looked at Su Yang, who was rushing towards him in the distance, and said lightly.

The power of the fairy was pervasive, and the wound on his chest was constantly repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And he himself even played several spells in the void in a row!

A flaming fire dragon came out of thin air and roared towards Su Yang.

Dark clouds appeared in the sky, and sharp blades condensed into ice descended from the void.

But the man was far from ending the offensive.

His fingers were still sketching in the void, and the terrifying power of the fairy was gathering wildly.

Faintly, the dark clouds seemed to have been broken.

A sword tip that emitted a pale golden light loomed from the clouds, and when the spell was cast, it would sweep in with terrifying coercion.

A sneer just appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and the next second the smile was slightly stiff, and his brows furrowed.

"This madman !!"

He couldn't help but curse angrily.

Su Yang seemed to be crazy, completely ignoring the attacking fire dragon, but instinctively attached a layer of immortal power to the surface of his body, and stepped on the fire.

When he rushed through the encirclement of the fire dragon, his body was already burning.

As for the ice blade that landed in the sky, Su Yang didn't care about it, and let this ice blade stab his body.

Blood flowed, staining the ice blades with blood red.

But this reckless state snatched three seconds for Su Yang, causing the man's brewing spell to be forcibly interrupted.

"I..."

"Here we go again..."

A hideous smile appeared on Su Yang's face, the fiery red lines at the center of his eyebrows flashed with a bewitching light, and the whole person held the man in his arms in a very rough form, almost a bear hug style.

The ice blade that was originally piercing Su Yang's body suddenly moved an inch further.

But on the black robe, he was also stabbed out of blood holes.

It's like touching a hedgehog.

The only difference is that this hedgehog not only hurts others, but also hurts himself.

What's even more terrifying is that the surging flames attached to Su Yang's body also spread to the black-robed man at this moment.

"Maniac!"

"Did you fight like that?"

Stimulated by the pain, the man's face became a little pale, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat, but Su Yang's arms were like iron tongs, imprisoning him to death.