There is only a moment of hesitation between killing and not killing.
However, it was this moment of hesitation that caused Mu Fei to miss the best opportunity before.
Ma Yang jumped up from the ground angrily.
The sudden explosion made Mu Fei stunned for a moment.
He didn't come back to his senses until the other party's claws stretched out in front of him.
Thanks to the rich combat experience accumulated over the past few years, Mu Fei's body reacted spontaneously without thinking.
He tilted his upper body back slightly, barely avoiding the opponent's claws.
Then Mu Fei raised his right hand that was holding the dim light tightly and pushed it forward hard.
The jet-black blade turned into a black shadow like a small snake hunting its prey and jumped out quickly.
With a pop, the dim light pierced the soft spot between Ma Yang's chest and abdomen like a piece of tofu.
Ma Yang lowered his head blankly, staring blankly at the blade inserted in his abdomen, as if he didn't understand what happened.
A sweet smell surged into his throat, and Ma Yang coughed involuntarily.
The strong smell of rust filled his mouth, and the thick liquid kept rising, eventually overflowing from the corners of his mouth.
Blood dripped onto the ground, making a pattering sound, which sounded like heavy footsteps stepping on the floor step by step.
The God of Death was approaching him with graceful steps.
For some reason, such a poem appeared in Ma Yang's mind, as if his brain had predicted his near future ending faster than his thinking.
No, not possible.
Ma Yang shook his head in disbelief.
He can't die.
He has become a superhuman being, how could he be killed by ordinary humans?
This must not be true, he must be dreaming.
He cannot be killed by humans.
It was even less likely that he would be killed by the human being in front of him who was inferior to him in every aspect.
Something must have gone wrong.
That must be it.
Mu Fei was also stunned for a moment.
His body acted before his consciousness.
Before he could react, he dealt a fatal blow to the enemy in front of him.
There was a hint of sadness in his eyes.
He originally didn't want to kill Ma Yang, he wanted to save his classmates, but now, it was too late.
He watched helplessly as thick black blood continued to overflow from the corners of Ma Yang's mouth, and the dim light on the wound on his abdomen was frantically absorbing the enemy's blood.
Closing his eyes slightly, he knew that the dim light of the demon-hunting weapon had pierced his abdomen.
Ma Yang, whose strength is only C-level, does not have the terrifying recovery ability like high-level demons, and he is already unable to be revived.
In addition to Wu Haoyu, this is the second time that a human he once knew turned into a demon and fell in front of him.
It's really a sad thing.
However, although Mu Fei has a gentle and kind personality, he is not too weak a man.
His nature is actually extremely tenacious, especially after experiencing the baptism of his fighting career in the past few years, his heart has become stronger than before.
The sadness only stayed in his heart for a moment.
When he opened his eyes again, Mu Fei's eyes were already cold.
Surprise, pain, disbelief, anger and other negative emotions appeared on Ma Yang's face.
Even at the end of his life, he still didn't understand where he went wrong.
Exactly when.
Where did it come from, and why did it lead to such a path of no return that is destined to lead to catastrophe?
Ma Yang didn't think about such a problem at all.
Now, he just wants to use his last breath to drag the man in front of him into an eternal hell with him.
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The man in front of me, Mu Fei, is the culprit of everything Yes, it's this guy's fault that he's like this.
If Mu Fei hadn't killed Wu Haoyu, he wouldn't have discovered the problems with that case, and he wouldn't have wanted to quickly stand out in the police station by overturning the case for Wu Haoyu, and he wouldn't have offended his boss Zhang Jin.
You won't be fired for this.
If Mu Fei hadn't been inferior to him in all aspects, but looked down on him like everyone else, he wouldn't have been blinded by anger, and he wouldn't have been jealous of Lin Qingyue just because Lin Qingyue said a few words to Mu Fei.
Take action.
If Mu Fei hadn't stepped in while knowing that he was pursuing Lin Qingyue, he wouldn't be angry, jealous, or lose his mind.
If it weren't for Mu Fei, he would have become a transcendent being.
If it wasn't for Mu Fei, he wouldn't have died.
Everything is the fault of the man in front of me At the end of his life, Ma Yang gathered all the negative emotions accumulated for decades and attributed all his misfortunes to Mu Fei.
At this time, Ma Yang had lost his mind.
He even felt that it was Mu Fei's fault that he would be born into a poor family and would be looked down upon by others.
Finally, all the resentment burst out in an instant, causing Ma Yang's body to change again.
Of course Mu Fei would not know Ma Yang's last thoughts.
He originally wanted to step forward and give the opponent a final blow in order to reduce Ma Yang's pain.
But as soon as he took two steps, he found that the opponent jumped back defensively.
Upon seeing this, Mu Fei had to stop and quietly stared at the dying old classmate in front of him.
Suddenly, his left eye started to hurt violently, and at the same time, the dim light flashed a dark red light in Ma Yang's belly, as if it was sensing him.
Even from a distance, his blood could clearly feel the burning heat of the dim light.
Having had many similar experiences, Mu Fei immediately understood that the demon in front of him would make other moves.
But what puzzled him was that Ma Yang had obviously been fatally injured, so how could he have the energy to do more actions?
Could there be other enemies?
Mu Fei immediately became alert and turned his attention to his surroundings, but found nothing.
At this moment, the left half of his vision changed again.
The black smoke became thicker, gradually condensed into mist, and gathered into thick black ink, slowly flowing in mid-air, and finally flowing to Ma Yang's body, wrapping him tightly.
Ma Yang's body was soon submerged in the thick black liquid as if he was drowning.
In the vision on the left, no figure could be seen anymore, and it was filled with pure black liquid.
The gurgling flow was like a river or deep pool floating in the air, exuding a strong and ominous aura, enveloping the entire room.
In the sight on the right, Ma Yang's body was twitching violently as if having an epileptic seizure.
Every muscle and bone in his body seemed to be moving violently, as if it was being reorganized.
The originally twisted body became even more abnormal.
Just like Mu Fei's vision, the two worlds were mixed together, so unusual that it almost made people feel overwhelmed.
Mu Fei knew that he had to stop the opponent before he completely changed, and the best way was to give Ma Yang a fatal blow immediately
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