"Well, it seems that no matter how perfect the plan is, accidents will happen." Fantu finally took out his hand that had been in his pocket. He obviously had some scruples about Du Yiyu. And when he looked at Du Yiyu, he said,

A trace of expectation and excitement arose: "I didn't expect that I would fight you so early."

"Are you too careful?" Du Yiyu smiled bitterly: "With your strength, do you still have to go to such trouble and have to consume most of my strength before you dare to take action?"

Fantu smiled slightly, not as angry as he imagined, and said seriously: "I always think that exerting one's strength is the stupidest way. If I can easily achieve my goal, why should I hurt myself? What's more, although you, a child, don't

He likes to be cunning, but when it comes to fighting, he is always full of tricks and tricks, making it difficult for people to guard against him."

Du Yiyu snorted coldly and said no more, while Fantu's lazy smile quickly disappeared. The two stood face to face, one seemed indifferent but had a trace of warmth in his heart, and the other seemed gentle but had a cold and cruel heart.

Ling Silk sighed, cleverly stood diagonally above Fei Yue, and used her remaining spiritual power to form a barrier. She didn't know whether she wanted Du Yiyu to win or Fan Tu to win.

There was no mountain breeze in the barrier, but the corners of the clothes of the two men were swaying slightly. They seemed to be motionless, but they were both carefully releasing their spiritual power, looking for opportunities to attack.

The invisible spiritual power formed a layer of barrier against itself, and then slowly extended towards the other party. And at the moment when the two spiritual powers collided, a smile overflowed from the corner of Fantu's mouth again...

"Bite" Fantu opened his lips and teeth lightly and said one word lightly.

In an instant, a force that seemed to swallow everything swept over. Du Yiyu's pupils suddenly shrank, and his hands skillfully formed mudra. The ring finger of his right hand rested on the middle finger, the left middle finger was bent against the base of the finger, and the index finger and thumb touched the index finger of the right middle finger.

, a white light suddenly blazed between his hands, colliding with Fantu's power. With a bang, he took a step back, but Fantu was only blown away.

Sure enough, he beat himself hard... He had to be quick, and his physical strength couldn't be delayed for too long!

When he stood upright, Fantu had already begun to form a hand seal. He also had a sullen face. Without saying a word, he wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with his thumb and formed another hand seal, but paused at the moment of release...

….That’s…

"I" Fantu saw his hesitation, smiled faintly, and drew a character in the air with his right hand. As the last stroke of the character was dragged down, Du Yiyu suddenly felt a sharp stinging pain in his limbs.

Then, his hands were raised uncontrollably, and the formed handprints were separated!

"How can you defeat me if you are still hesitating now?" Fan looked like a master who was teaching his disciples. He let out a long sigh and hooked his index finger, and Du Yiyu was pulled up into the air like a puppet.

Du Yiyu closed his eyes and transferred his spiritual power along his limbs to the invisible threads, trying to cut off those spiritual threads!

Fantu shook his head, smiled, and moved his hand inward to bring Du Yiyu in front of him. His deep eyes were like a bottomless black hole, and he could see nothing.

"Stop pretending." Fantu stretched out his hand and grabbed Du Yiyu's collar, with a sharp look in his eyes: "I never thought this trick would work for you." Before he finished speaking, Fantu changed his grip to a palm and pressed heavily on Du Yiyu's chest.

forward!

At that moment, Du Yiyu's face really changed. Although he felt a little bad, it was too late to make other choices... He quickly opened his hands that were half clenched into fists, revealing the symbols quietly written in blood.

"Prajna..." As soon as he uttered these two words, he was so shocked by Fantu that he vomited a mouthful of blood and swayed in the air like a puppet.

"Illusion..." Finally, after spitting out another mouthful of blood, he finally activated the unsolvable illusion. It's just... This illusion cannot be easily activated by a god, so when he saw the mortal map knot

When he made that hand seal, he had a plan in mind. He wanted to get closer to Fantu and activate the illusion. In this way, he could leave at least half of his power. But... he underestimated that man too much. It turned out that he fell into the scheme.

, it’s himself...

The space in front of him suddenly darkened, as if he didn't know what effect to render, making the picture in front of him look a bit messy, as if he was in a storm!

Du Yiyu frowned, the sharp pain in his limbs still existed, and he was still hung in the air like a cross, which meant that he had not yet escaped Fantu's control. But this shouldn't be done, I need a strong consciousness.

And the Prajna Illusion attacks consciousness, how could he still have the ability to maintain the art?!

That bad premonition arose again. Could it be that... the illusion didn't succeed? How could it be possible? He didn't believe that there was no darkness in Fantu's heart, no attack point that could be exploited!

And...where is he now? If the Prajna Illusion is activated, he will also be involved, but he will not be attacked by the formation. Instead, he will monitor the entire process like a bystander until the formation.

The person dies, or... he withdraws from the illusion himself.

But now, he feels like he is caught in a gap, neither in fantasy nor in reality. This is the first time he has encountered this situation!

In his doubts, he saw a figure walking between the constantly changing scenery, as if opening a completely unaffected path in the center of the storm and walking safely.

"I said, I will be very careful and watch out for your tricks." Fantu stopped in front of him, waved his hand, and the turbulent scenery gradually stopped, bringing the two of them to a strange world: "I

Think about it, you don’t know, right? If the power of the attack is not enough, then the creator of the illusion will also be brought into the attack range, right?"

Du Yiyu was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath and showed a lazy smile: "So, the illusion has still been activated?"

Fantu nodded: "Yes"

"That's good……"

Fantu sighed and said: "Do you really think that's okay? The illusion will not attack you, so as long as I am around you, I will not be attacked. And everything reflected in the environment is my consciousness.

So..." Fantu smiled coldly: "This can be said to be my playground for torturing you!"

Du Yiyu looked at the murderous aura in Fantu's eyes, but smiled with relief: "It doesn't matter, as long as you can't get out!"

ah!

Severe pain suddenly came from his limbs, and the silk threads that bound him penetrated deeply into every blood vessel in his body. However, some were as cold as thousands of years of glaciers, and some were as hot as the fire of hell.

He couldn't help but shout out.

"Let me tell you another troublesome thing." Fan Tu's angry face slowly revealed a smile: "Before coming in, I left some small gifts for those people. Now, they deliberately saw and heard this

Everything that happened. How was it?"

Du Yiyu raised his head and glared at Fantu, his face covered with cold sweat filled with unprecedented anger: "Did you intentionally be dragged into the illusion by me?!"

"Of course." Fantu's mood seemed to have improved: "No matter what I do, I will never deviate from my goal. As for whether Meng Jiu will use the Shura Sword to break the illusion, or watch you being tortured by me, the choice is yours.

It's still in your hands. Look, I'm always generous."

Du Yiyu took a deep breath and felt the breath surge in his dantian, and his heart sank. If those guys break through the restrictions now and come out to cause trouble, it would be extremely bad!

"Decide quickly, I don't have many ways to torture people." Fantu said without sincerity, took out some talisman papers from his arms, carefully pasted them on Du Yiyu, and then took out another one from his arms.

Pictures of flying eagles torn from debris and thrown into the air.

Squeak~~~~~With an eagle roar, an eagle flashed its ferocious gaze, swooped down, and used its sharp claws to tear at every place on Du Yiyu's body where the talisman was attached!

Blood flowed down shockingly, accumulating into a blood puddle on the ground.

Fei Yue's face was pale, and the bones in her hand holding Ling Silk's arm were bulging, but she stubbornly looked at the scene in front of her and refused to close her eyes! It was as if the more pain in her heart, the less pain she felt in his heart.

.

The scars on the body can be healed, but the wounds on the heart can never be erased... If he can come back alive, she must understand every hurt he has suffered, so that she can be with him slowly.

Slowly heals the pain of the soul.

When the eagle pulled off the last talisman on Du Yiyu's body, it immediately changed back to the original picture, and in the blood puddle on the ground, a woman's face was reflected out of thin air...

It's her...

Although it was not very clear, Fei Yue recognized that face immediately. It was Du Yiyu, the woman he once loved.

The bloody water was slightly turbulent, and an arm stretched out and grabbed the weeds on the shore. Then, like a reptile, the woman crawled out of the blood pit weirdly, and then stood up with a smile on her face.

His bloodshot eyes were walking towards him crazily!

Du Yiyu looked at the woman with a trace of tenderness in his eyes, but after just a moment of looking at each other, his eyes turned to Fantu, and the look in his eyes was indescribably sad: "It turns out that you also committed suicide because of this matter.

"I blame you...thank you." Regardless of whether it is controlled by Fantu or not, what the Prajna illusion shows can only be memories with scars in the heart...

After a brief silence, Fantu sighed and said, "I have blamed myself for many things, but I will not stop." After saying that, he sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes.
Chapter completed!