The hand that was so close to him stopped, and Shen Yu's eyes were red and bloodshot.

His facial features were almost out of place, his lips were trembling, he withdrew his hand tremblingly, his voice was hoarse, as if soaked with blood and tears: "I'm... sorry... for... killing... killing... me..."

"Shen Yu..." Jiang Niannian covered her mouth and started crying. She couldn't do it anymore. Tears flowed down her face. She shook her head and sobbed, "I can't do it..."

"Nian Nian!"

Yin Buqi had just noticed this scene and wanted to withdraw, but was entangled by Tiandao. He finally shook it off and flew over. He wanted to split the flesh puppet with the sword in his hand, but was stopped by Jiang Niannian, "Wait, wait a minute, he is still conscious..."

"Damn it!" Tiandao's face changed drastically and he muttered a spell.

Shen Yumuren opened his eyes wide, as if he wanted to fight against something, and struggled madly, with his lips trembling badly.

He stretched out his hand, and tremblingly and lightly as a feather, he slowly wrote two words on Jiang Niannian's hand -

【Dirty Heart】

Leaving a blood trail.

Jiang Niannian and Yin Buqi have a spiritual connection, so naturally she knows what he wrote.

Yin Buqi suddenly understood. He had just stabbed Tiandao's chest with a sword, but there was no heart. So, the heart was most likely the carrier.

Not in the Heavenly Dao, but only in...

Tiandao chanted the incantation faster and faster, and more and more curse patterns appeared on Shen Yu's face, almost covering his entire face.

The next second, Shen Yu attacked again. In a flash, there was a sound of wind breaking through the air, and a fleeting red light pierced Shen Yu's chest.

Tiandao was furious and attacked at a speed undetectable by the naked eye. Yin Buqi instantly waved his sleeves and used all his strength to cover the three people in the barrier condensed by the Yellow Springs Hellfire.

Jiang Niannian hugged Yin Buqi and choked up, "Buqi... can he still be saved... is there no other way except killing him?"

Yin Buqi said in a low voice: "He is in great pain, and death is his only way out."

Tiandao was unable to break the barrier for a while, and anxiously urged Shen Yu.

Shen Yu's eyes were red, and a tearing roar and wail came from his throat.

Jiang Niannian murmured: "Let him go..."

Yin Buqi was right. Living one more moment meant one more moment of torture for Shen Yu.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another "puff" sound, and the sword pierced into the flesh of the heart neatly and fiercely.

Yin Buqi's slender fingers tore open Shen Yu's chest, his fingertips pierced into the flesh and blood, and pulled the heart out of the chest cavity.

The moment his heart was pulled out, Shen Yu suddenly became like a puppet with its strings cut, and stood still.

The heart was covered with a layer of black air and drops of blood were rolling down.

With a loud "bang", the barrier was broken.

With two whooshing sounds, a sharp sound of breaking through the air came towards him. Yin Buqi protected Jiang Niannian behind him and took the two attacks from Tiandao.

Tian Dao roared furiously: "Give me your heart!!!"

"You wish." Yin Buqi said coldly, and his five fingers exerted force mercilessly.

At the moment his heart was crushed, Shen Yu's body fell down softly like a deflated balloon.

Shen Yu's ethereal voice came from all around: "My fate has already been written and cannot be changed."

"I have no home, no hometown."

"No relatives, no past, and no future."

"My past is like a blank puzzle that just won't fit..."

He fell slowly, with a faint smile on his face, and gradually became colder.

Floating in the sea of ​​blood, his limbs and even his entire body began to melt into blood.

Until it disappeared.

The sea of ​​blood began to dry up.

Jiang Niannian looked at Yin Buqi, her eyes fixed on his forehead.

There was a bloodstain, a drop of blood streaked across his white jade-like skin. The white satin was lost in the fight and hung diagonally at the corners of his eyes like tears of blood.

He closed his eyes, and his handsome face showed a bit of weirdness.

"What a waste..." Tian Dao suddenly turned cold, "I spent so much effort to cultivate this flesh and blood puppet."

"I know who you are."

Yin Buqi said suddenly.

Tiandao suddenly looked at him, with cold hatred in his eyes, like a poisonous snake that had been lurking for a long time: "Shut up!"

"That day at the Immortal Alliance meeting, you spoke provocatively, and I tore off one of your arms, dug out your eyes, and burned you to death with the Yellow Springs Hellfire."

Jiang Niannian was stunned. It turned out to be him.

She remembered that there really was such a person.

That day, she even wanted to sever her master-disciple relationship with Yin Buqi because of this.

I didn't expect that all of this has cause and effect, it really is the law of karma, it's all retribution.

Yin Buqi sneered and continued, "I killed you, but I don't even know your name. Your life is really pitiful."

"I told you to shut up!!!" Tiandao was furious, tears streaming from his red eyes. He tried to grab Jiang Niannian.

A streak of flame passed through Jiang Niannian's back, instantly illuminating the entire heaven. Tiandao groaned and watched helplessly as a sword pierced his palm.

Yin Buqi said: "Without the flesh puppet, I wonder how you can recover."

As he spoke, the red light of the crimson black iron sword slashed down, and Yin Buqi cut off one of his arms cleanly and easily.

Just like before.

Blood gushed out, the bloody smell filled the sky and the ground, and the breath was filled with the smell of wet rust.

The two men started fighting again, and this time, Yin Buqi clearly had the upper hand.

After several rounds, Tiandao was already broken and covered with scars.

"Awooo!!!" Suddenly there was a deafening roar, it was the roar of an animal.

"It's a coal briquettes!" Jiang Niannian's pupils trembled violently.

It probably also came from the Tower of Babel.

"Why is it so big?"

Yin Buqi said: "The underworld is full of yin energy. He will eat until he is dead every day. He has enough strength."

In other words: I gained weight.

As Yin Buqi spoke, he picked and picked on his blood-stained sleeves, found a clean spot, picked up the cloth, and gently wiped the blood off Jiang Niannian's face.

The coal briquette was so huge that it came like a mountain. Tiandao couldn't dodge it in time and almost died under its claws.

Flee everywhere.

Meiqiu immediately chased after him and played with him.