This is not a martial art.

Could it be that this man is a monk!?

Ye Dong felt that there was a majestic coercion, which made him almost out of breath, and his actions were also difficult.

Even, the scales shook and turned into pieces.

Ye Donghe, sweat ran down his cheeks, sweat soaked through his heavy clothes.

Compared with Ye Dong's discomfort, Crimson had a relaxed smile on his face.

He took a step forward and walked towards Ye Dong, and with every step, a red bouquet bloomed under his feet.

And, accompanied by a pungent smell of blood.

"Why bother, why fight so hard, put down the sword in your hand and accept this predetermined fate. ”

In that way, you will find that death is not terrible, but rather wonderful. ”

The crimson voice sounded in Ye Dong's ears, seducing him step by step.

Illusion, this must be an illusion!

The world in front of you must be nothing more than an illusion laid out by crimson!

Ye Dong took steps with difficulty, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, and it was extremely heavy.

"Huh?"

"You can still walk around, your willpower is amazing. ”

Crimson looked at Ye Dong in surprise.

"You've fought three battles in a row, though. ”

"And at this moment, the person you are facing is me. ”

"Even in your prime, you can't defeat me. ”

Crimson looked at Ye Dong with pity.

But Ye Dong was unmoved, as if he hadn't heard his words, but his eyes were firm, dragging his heavy body, and he walked towards Crimson step by step.

"What a stubborn man. ”

Crimson sighed and looked at Ye Dong's eyes, but he was a little more respectful.

However, Crimson seemed to be right in front of him, but no matter how many steps Ye Dong took, the distance between him and Crimson did not change.

It was as if when Ye Dong walked towards him, Crimson was also retreating backwards.

But it seemed that his body did not shake even the slightest.

He stood there steadily, waiting for Ye Dong, but he didn't take the initiative to attack.

Ye Dong struggled more and more as he walked, and even when he got to the back, sweat flowed into his eyes, causing his eyes to sting, and his vision became blurred.

"I have to say, you are a respectable opponent. ”

"But your path ends here. ”

His crimson eyes, like blood, turned crimson like his name.

And the onlookers, without Ye Dong's firm will, were already frightened by the scene in front of them.

Some are crying, some are desperate, and some are even going crazy.

Su Xiaoxiao felt as if she had been abandoned by the world, and even Ye Dong's figure was gradually leaving her.

However, she could not make a sound, her heart beat violently, and her breath was short.

Ye Dong had no time to take care of her situation at the moment, and there was only one thought in his mind:

Only defeated the man named Crimson in front of him.

to be able to rescue Su Xiaoxiao and himself.

And with the change of crimson eyes, the blood-colored vision between this heaven and earth is also more significant.

Immediately after, the red flowers under his feet quickly spread around, and soon spread to the place at Ye Dong's feet.

These red flowers, with spikes growing on them, wrap and entangle the leaves.

"The name of this flower is Rose. ”

Crimson smiled like a flower, and said softly to Ye Dong.

"Uhh

Ye Dong let out a miserable scream.

The rose flower pierced into Ye Dong's body, and it suddenly became more vivid.

They are sucking Ye Dong's blood!

And after Ye Dong screamed, his body was convulsed violently, obviously, he was suffering extremely much pain at the moment.

His eyes turned red.

"There's no need to struggle, and of course, it's useless to struggle. ”

"Soon, the pain will be gone. ”

Crimson approached Ye Dong and whispered in his ear.

That look, like an infatuated woman, is telling her heart to her beloved.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Ye Dong to feel no pain.

This rose flower not only has thorns, but also, poisonous.

This toxin is paralyzing.

Ye Dong's mind became confused, and his eyelids began to become heavy.

It seems like I'm going to sleep.

Never wake up again.

His vitality was drained along with his blood.

At this moment, in this world, in addition to crimson, there is probably only Zhu Ting, who can stay awake.

Zhu Ting looked at Ye Dong, he was puzzled, even if Ye Dong's true qi consumption was huge, but in the face of Crimson, he should not be powerless to resist.

Besides, isn't there a so-called elemental power hidden in his body?

Could it be that this crimson man is Ye Dong's nemesis?

If you can get him, even if you can't use the power of the elements?

In fact, Ye Dong's elemental power is the same as that of King Kong's incorruptible divine skill, there are limitations.

Moreover, this restriction is greater than that of Vajra's incorruptible divine skill.

It's more of a passive, and it can only appear once for a while.

It can be said that although Crimson is weird and powerful in cultivation, it is also a big bargain.

Otherwise, it is still unknown whether Ye Dong can be restrained.

"As I said, it will make your blood bloom into a brilliant flower of death. ”

The crimson smile is beautiful, and the tone is gentle.

But deep in his eyes, there was an unfathomable madness and pleasure.

"Hahahaha......"

He burst out laughing, his long hair flying, reached out and took a dagger from his bosom, and then slashed it towards his white jade palm.

The bright red blood immediately flowed out, and it was unusually eye-catching.

"You were the kid back then?"

Suddenly, a faint voice rang out.

It's Ye Dong.

I don't know when, Ye Dong, who was already dying, opened his eyes and stared at the dagger in Crimson's hand.

"Do you recognize this dagger?"

Crimson asked Ye Dong.

The dagger is ordinary, and there is nothing out of the ordinary.

However, it existed in Ye Dong's memory, reminding him of a scene many years ago.

In a place called Tongli Town, a child who was younger than Ye Dong carried a heavy back on his shoulders, and in his hand, he held a dagger tightly, with a bloody and frightened expression on his face.

A man lay in a pool of blood, and said something to himself:

You bastard.

Then he died of exhaustion.

"You're the kid who killed his father back then!"

Ye Dong affirmed.

Suddenly, the movement of the dagger on Crimson's hand stopped.

He looked at Ye Dong, slashed the dagger on Ye Dong's chest, and then brought the dagger to his mouth, sucking the blood on it.

"Your blood, like mine, is delicious. ”

"Unexpectedly, in this place, I actually met an old man. ”

"I suddenly couldn't bear to let you die like this. ”

The crimson face suddenly flushed with a sickly red, and the whole body trembled, as if it was very excited and excited.