Clang!
The sound of metal colliding was heard.
Jiang Deng's sword only pierced Fan Wuyin's armor before he stopped moving forward because...
Fan Wuyin grabbed Jiang Deng's sword with his only remaining hand. Even though his entire hand was bloody and mangled by the sword energy, revealing his white bones, he did not let go.
"It's worthy of being Master's natal sword. It's really sharp. It hurts my disciple so much." Fan Wuyin said with a look of grievance.
Jiang Deng frowned and said, "Stop pretending. I didn't stab you at all."
"Really?" Fan Wuyin's clear eyes revealed a hint of stupidity. He wondered, "Then why does my heart ache so much?"
"Let go of your hand, and I can make you feel even more pain."
"OK."
Fan Wuyin really let go of his hand, and the heavy light sword in Jiang Deng's hand pierced into his chest. Although the heavy light sword was very sharp, it could not penetrate any further after the tip of the sword penetrated.
Jiang Deng frowned. Why was Fan Wuyin's heart so hard? Was he hiding something?
“Hmm…”
Chongguang's voice rang out in his mind, "Master, I sense a familiar aura! It's your spirit!"
"I think I am too..."
Jiang Deng looked suspicious.
She also felt the aura of her soul from Fan Wuyin. Could it be that Fan Wuyin had put a trace of her soul into his body? This was too perverted!
"Go on."
Seeing Jiang Deng stop, Fan Wuyin opened his arms and urged, "It is my honor to die in Master's hands. This way, Master will never forget me..."
Jiang Deng said with a distorted expression: "Are you crazy?"
Fan Wuyin smiled and said, "Yes, even after I killed Master and realized that Master was the one I loved, I had already become abnormal..."
Jiang Deng's mouth twitched, "If you have something to say, talk to me nicely, don't be annoying me."
"What should I do to prove that I really love you?"
Fan Wuyin tilted his head and thought carefully for a moment, then suddenly realized, "I got it! If I dig out my heart, Master will definitely believe that I have you in my heart, right?"
"whispering sound!"
Jiang Deng scoffed at this. What kind of proof was this? How could Fan Wuyin really have her in his heart?
Seeing Jiang Deng's face full of disbelief, Fan Wuyin's desire to prove it was aroused. He endured the pain and grasped the blade of Jiang Deng's heavy sword, and pulled the tip of the sword out of his body with greater force.
A bloody hole pierced by the heavy sword appeared in front of Jiang Deng.
Immediately afterwards, Fan Wuyin hooked his five fingers and suddenly reached out to dig at the bloody hole in his chest.
“…”
Jiang Deng's eyes widened slightly, and he looked completely shocked.
What? Could it be that the Fifth Disciple saw that she was too weak to kill him, so he chose to kill himself? What a good disciple.
Under Jiang Deng's gaze, she watched Fan Wuyin put his hand into his chest and searched his heart.
“…Found it!”
After some effort, a satisfied smile appeared on Fan Wuyin's face. He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and took off his heart.
In his palm, a bloody heart was still beating. This heart was filled with pure demonic energy and was as red as blood.
Fan Wuyin held his heart and handed it to Jiang Deng with a simple smile on his face, "Master, this is for you."
“…What are you doing?”
Jiang Deng frowned. Why did she feel that the fifth disciple was so perverted?
Fan Wuyin extended his hand forward again, his face pale as he said, "Master, please accept it. If you don't accept it, how can you prove that you are truly in your disciple's heart? You don't want to see your disciple leave with regrets, do you?"
"not necessarily."
Jiang Deng said in a cold tone.
Looking at Jiang Deng who was so unkind, Fan Wuyin's expression became even more pitiful.
Although Jiang Deng said this, she felt that the aura of the Yuan Shen was getting closer and closer...
Could it be that the fifth disciple really hid her soul in his heart?
Holding a faint hope, Jiang Deng subconsciously took the heart handed to him by Fan Wuyin.
Seeing Jiang Deng finally accept his heart, Fan Wuyin finally showed a relieved smile on his face. His breathing stopped and his soul began to dissipate...
Jiang Deng didn't notice this, and of course even if she did she wouldn't care.
She was carefully examining Fan Wuyin's heart.
Perhaps because the heart was produced by the Demon Lord, this heart is very different. In addition, Fan Wuyin has cultivated the original demonic energy of the Taohua Demon King. The demon heart contains countless demon seeds, and each demon seed is full of spirituality.
This is a devil's heart!
However, what surprised Jiang Deng the most was that in the very center of the Demon's Heart, there was actually one of her souls locked up!
Jiang Deng: “…”
She originally planned to torture her fifth disciple to find out where she had placed part of her soul, but she didn't expect that it was hidden in his heart.
Who would have thought that when the fifth disciple said he had her in his heart, it was not an expression but a realistic description?
Jiang Deng felt a little strange for a moment.
She forced herself to calm down. Since this was not the time to merge the souls, Jiang Deng simply put the entire demon heart into the Eight Gates World.
"you……"
Jiang Deng looked up again and saw that Fan Wuyin was dead standing up. His eyes were slightly closed and there was a faint smile on his face, as if he was willing to die.
Rumble——
With the death of Fan Wuyin, the demon realm he controlled began to collapse, all the demon phantoms began to fall apart, and Danqing was finally liberated.
She retreated to Jiang Deng's side, looked at Fan Wuyin's lifeless body, and wondered, "Fan Wuyin, is he dead already?"
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