Wang Yunye's face changed slightly, and he said coldly: "Kill you, and no one will know!"
Qin Yang said: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid you won't have a chance. I will kill you this time."
"Hmph!" Wang Yunye looked at Qin Yang sarcastically: "My defeated generals are just showing off. I'm afraid the injuries they suffered yesterday are not fully healed?"
"Although the arms have grown, they must be very fragile. As long as I randomly punch them, I'm afraid they can explode."
Qin Yang looked cold: "Whether it is fragile or not, you will know if you try it yourself."
"Oh, as you wish!"
The power of Wang Yunye's soul surged. His right hand transformed into a sword of soul, and his left hand transformed into a red fire of soul. However, this fire of soul did not give people a blazing feeling, but instead exuded an icy air.
Wang Yunye's soul moved and suddenly disappeared on the spot, and the moment he disappeared, a gust of wind and snow blew towards Qin Yang!
Wow!
The wind and snow blew by, and Qin Yang froze directly. Then, Wang Yunye's long sword slashed down at the frozen Qin Yang.
Qin Yang, who was frozen in the ice, looked up, then moved his fingers slightly, and with a click, the ice on his body suddenly cracked.
boom!
The next moment, the ice crystals shattered and flew everywhere, turning into the power of the soul and disappearing into the heaven and earth.
Then, he activated his Vajra Kung Fu, raised his hand and directly pinched Wang Yunye's soul sword blade.
Wang Yunye was slightly shocked when he saw Qin Yang shattering his Yinhan Ice Technique so easily.
It's really strange, how can this kid still have such powerful spiritual power?
Did he return to his peak overnight?
This is impossible!
However, despite his doubts, Wang Yunye suddenly showed a hint of ridicule when he saw Qin Yang planning to take his sword with his bare hands.
Stupid boy, this is a sword made of the power of his soul. He has poured a lot of power into it, and the power of the sword is not much worse than the soul-killing needle!
"You are dead!"
Wang Yunye laughed loudly and slashed with his sword!
When Qin Yang heard this, his expression did not change, and with a clang, he held the entire blade of the sword with one hand.
boom!
After a second of contact, Qin Yang's entire arm was evenly split into two halves from the palm down.
Wang Yunye chuckled, this scene was not beyond his expectation.
The unstoppable Sword of the Soul slashed at Qin Yang's head, but at this moment, Qin Yang's arm that had just been split in half suddenly healed!
Zheng!
Qin Yang stepped back slightly and grasped the Sword of the Soul with his healed palm.
"Well..."
Wang Yunye's pupils suddenly shrank, as if he was extremely unbelievable.
"Your spiritual thoughts..."
Qin Yang fearlessly knocked away the Soul Sword with his left hand, and then directly covered Wang Yunye's face with his free right hand.
"no Zuo no Die."
Qin Yang said coldly, and then shook his hand hard!