Chapter 2616: I accept your life

Prisoner night lost his mind, his whole body flawed.

Prisoner Ye has been dominated by anger and lost his personal judgment.

Kui Ying didn't use teleportation, and Prison Ye couldn't notice it for the first time.

"boom!"

"puff!"

The Kui Ying appeared in the flash, swept out with a kick, and with a bang, Prison Ye spewed out a mouthful of blood, his body turned into a black line and shot out, and his magic technique was broken.

"You bastard!" Prison Ye couldn't help cursing.

Kui Ying sneered and said, "It is for your own good not to cast the law for you."

This kick of Quiying aggravated Prison Ye's injury.

Kuiying had many opportunities to kill Prisoner Ye, but he didn't do so.

Because Kuiying wanted to defeat Prison Ye by fighting, not looking for a chance to kill.

At the same time, you can adapt to the Supreme Sword as soon as possible.

"Prison Ye has been so angry that he has lost his reason, and he has been injured. There is no possibility of defeating Kuiying in this battle." Man Chuan Shen frowned.

The Soul of the Candle Star solemnly said: "Quiying is right. It is indeed good for Prisoner not to use the magic. Kuiying's ice attribute method is definitely not something that Prisoner can resist, but the most important thing is to be suppressed by the Supreme Sacred Sword. , Otherwise Prison Ye's strength would not lose to Quiying."

Having said that, Soul Candle couldn’t help but glance at Feng Wuchen, and said: “This Feng Wuchen is really not easy. It seems that we all underestimate him. With such a terrifying power of alchemist, it’s no wonder that Dragon Kills Soul. Canonize him as supreme."

"The alchemist is extremely accomplished in the field, and no one in the holy world can match him. Tian Xianzi is so powerful and cannot refine such a holy sword. There is no reason why the second elder wants to catch him alive." The candle said solemnly. Dao, his cold eyes also glanced at Feng Wuchen.

As if noticed, Feng Wuchen's gaze swept over.

"So keen perception." Zhuyan frowned again.

Feng Wuchen also just glanced at it plainly, and his gaze shifted to the battle again, in a posture without the slightest threat.

For Feng Wuchen, the candle words are indeed not threatening.

Look back on the battlefield.

Prisoner Ye, who was so furious that he lost his senses, every time he wanted to cast a magic trick, he was stopped by Kuiying and gave a heavy blow.

The injuries are getting worse.

"Prison night, you should give up. You have been dominated by anger and flawed. I want to stop you easily." Kui Ying sneered.

"Kui Ying!" Prisoner Ye gritted his teeth and roared, savage like a beast.

Prison Ye didn't want to be sensitive to Bai, why his fire attribute power couldn't suppress Quiying's ice attribute.

"Prison night! Calm down! Don't be dominated by anger!" Duan Muxi shouted loudly, who was fighting fiercely.

The furious prison night didn't even listen.

"boom!"

Prisoner Ye roared and launched a frantic attack again, holding the holy spear and rushing out, but he was swept out by Kuiying's sword, unable to resist the tyrannical force of Kuiying.

The fierce attacks from time to time were all knocked into the air by Kuiying's sword.

In terms of speed and strength, it easily crushes Prisoner Ye.

As the fighting time passed, Prisoner Ye's injuries became more and more serious, his breath had weakened a lot, and a lot of strength was consumed.

"Prison night, it seems that you are no longer good. I have adapted to the Supreme Sacred Sword. It is time to send you on the road." Kui Ying said indifferently, having lost his patience.

The Soul of the Candle Star was taken aback for a moment, and then frowned: "Try the sword? No wonder that Prisoner Ye was not killed in the beginning. The Supreme Sacred Sword has just come out, and it really takes time to control the power of the Sacred Sword."

Man Chuan had a hideous face, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth angrily: "Why! This **** Kuiying! He tried his sword with our people! He is humiliating us!"

The holy masters in the Martial Spirit Temple were all angry and murderous.

"Want to kill me, do you have this ability?" Prisoner Ye yelled frantically, his violent power burst out again, his eyes flashed with blood, and he burst out again with the holy gun.

The power of the whole body was poured into the holy spear, and even sacrificed blood. The power skyrocketed, and the blue spear flashed with bright blue spear lights. Prisoner Ye roared: "What if you don't use the magic? I see how you can stop me from this shot !"

With a fierce shot, it stabbed at Quiying like lightning, and the offensive exploded.

The power of this gun is integrated into the power of Prisoner Ye's body and the power of essence and blood, and its power is by no means weaker than Shengjue.

"Then you have to see clearly." Kui Ying sneered, and the surging aura burst out, her eyes flashing with fierceness.

Kui Ying clasped the Supreme Sacred Sword in both hands, and cut it from top to bottom.

"Ding!"

"Buzz!"

The sharp blade slashed on the stabbing gun tip with incomparable precision, with a sharp ding sound, sparks splashing, and extremely terrifying power spreading wildly.

"With the power of the essence and blood, is that level?" Quiying asked with a sneer, without pressure.

The fierce head-on, Prison Ye's attack, couldn't shake the shadow at all.

"Damn it!" Prisoner Ye's face was extremely fierce, and his anger grew stronger.

"Get off!" Kui Ying yelled coldly, and the Supreme Sacred Sword suddenly exploded with domineering and terrifying power, an unmatched power.

"boom!"

"puff!"

The overbearing sword light power erupted, and the impact of the terrifying force directly shook the prisoner Ye to vomit blood, and his body flew out.

In the next scene, in everyone's extremely shocked eyes, the Supreme Sacred Sword actually split Prison Ye's holy spear in half!

With one sword, Prisoner Ye's holy spear was split in half, and it was split from the tip of the spear, just like splitting the material.

How terrible is the Supreme Sword?

"What?" Prison Ye was shocked and his eyes were almost staring.

"How is this possible!" Zhuxing Soul, Man Chuan and the others were shocked.

Long Xuanfeng couldn't help but glanced over, horrified: "The Supreme Sacred Sword is too terrible, right?"

"Brother Feng, what materials did you use to refine such a terrible holy sword?" Long Jianfeng asked in horror, cold sweat bursting out.

"Mysterious material." Feng Wuchen grinned.

"What a terrible holy sword! I easily split the holy spear!" The old ghost shook with fright.

This terrible scene was the first time all of them saw it. It was too shocking.

The corner of Kui Ying's mouth evoked a dangerous arc, holding the Supreme Sacred Sword and bursting out, magnificent.

The speed is terrible, fleeting.

"Be careful, prison night!" Man Chuan yelled in panic.

"laugh!"

In the next second, the Supreme Sacred Sword pierced Prison Ye's shoulder, and Kui Ying lightly stroked Prison Ye's right arm directly, and blood rushed out wildly.

"what!"

The pain of a broken arm caused Prison Ye to scream like a pig.

"Prison night!" Man Chuan, Duan Muxi and others shouted.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Kui Ying kicked out immediately, with a bang, and the terrible power shook the prisoner Ye vomiting blood, flying out like a cannonball.

"boom!"

Kui Ying stepped on the void, with a strong roar, turned into a black lightning and chased up.

Kui Ying sneered: "Prison night, I will accept your life!"