Chapter 2615

"Hey!"

"Buzz!"

Kui Ying slashed down with a sword, and a terrifying sword gas transformed into a shape, swooping down like a crescent moon, extremely fierce and domineering, as if to divide the space in two, and the space of tens of thousands of meters was shaking violently.

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

The panicked prisoner immediately put up the holy spear to resist, the sharp sword energy came in the blink of an eye, and slammed on the holy spear, and the violent force directly shot down the prisoner night.

"Sword Qi is so terrifying!" Prison Ye was horrified.

Kui Ying's sword qi attack is by no means ordinary sword qi.

Directly penetrates a holy mountain below.

"Is Kui Ying already so powerful?" Shui Wuhen's heart became more and more terrified and shocked when he saw Kui Ying showing his great power.

Shui Wuhen couldn't understand why, after fighting with Kui Ying for so many years, there was no winner.

Ke Kuiying suddenly showed terrifying strength, which made Shui Wuhen unacceptable.

Ordinary seven-star saints are definitely not Kuiying's opponents.

"We underestimate Kui Ying's strength, Prison Ye is not his opponent."

"The ninth-order forging holy sword greatly improved Kui Ying's strength. In addition, he practiced a very terrifying ice-attribute magic formula. His strength is not inferior to that of the seven-star saint. The prisoner is only a six-star saint."

"The prisoner's night is defeated. Except for Zhuyuan, none of us are Kuiying's opponents."

Zhu Xinghun, Manchuan and the others had solemn expressions on their faces.

On the other hand, on Feng Wuchen's side, everyone was full of ecstatic smiles.

"The Supreme Sacred Sword is so powerful!" Mie Ying was extremely excited, his face full of envy.

"With Kuiying's current strength, you don't need to use the magic trick given by Brother Feng to easily defeat Prison Ye." Long Tianzhong smiled happily, as if he had seen Prison Ye's tragic end.

Mo Ying smiled lightly and said: "The remaining saints who have not played, Longjianfeng can deal with them alone, and we will win."

After taking the medicine pill, Long Jianfeng's power has recovered a lot.

"boom!"

A blue light shot up into the sky from below, and with a bang, the surrounding holy mountains were turned into ashes, and the murderous aura of the prisoner night was also terrifying, and his face became hideous.

"With the blessing of the ninth-order forged holy sword, your strength has indeed become very powerful, but your fate will never change, that is death." Prison Ye roared fiercely.

The roar fell, Prison Ye launched a fierce attack, the holy spear danced, and every move was vividly displayed.

"Ding ding ding!

"Buzz!"

The fierce battle unfolded, the holy sword and the holy spear collided wildly, sparks splashed, and the energy ripples of the collision spread rapidly in all directions like a tsunami.

No matter how ruthless and tricky moves, Kui Ying can easily resolve them and launch a counterattack.

Even with a more terrifying attack speed, he left several sword wounds on Prison Ye's body, which kept suppressing Prison Ye, forcing Prison Ye to resist in the end, unable to fight back.

That feeling of suffocation made Prison Ye even more angry.

The six-star Holy Venerable was seated in the dignified Martial Spirit Temple, but now he was pressed by a powerful enemy without fighting back.

What a shame!

"Your speed is too slow, have you reached your limit?" Kui Ying suddenly asked when he saw that Prison Ye was gradually becoming passive and even unable to parry.

"Are you underestimating me?" Prison Ye roared and asked, furious.

"You can understand that." Kui Ying responded indifferently.

"No reason! Courting death!" Prison Ye was furious, almost lost his mind, and roared furiously.

Prison Ye's angry roar just fell, and before he even launched his attack, his face changed drastically.

"laugh!"

A dazzling sword light flashed away in a flash, and a shocking sword mark appeared on Prison Ye's chest.

"So fast!" Prison Ye didn't react at all.

Kuiying's speed is too fast, too scary!

Zhu Xinghun frowned deeply and said, "Kui Ying's speed is too much faster than that of the prisoner's night, and there is no way to avoid it."

"Prison Ye has no power to fight back!" Zhu Yan and the others were dumbfounded.

Shadow Demon Venerable and others watching the battle from a distance were all shocked by Kui Ying's strength.

"I can't believe it." The old ghost Yan Ming frowned and shook his head: "The speed of Kui Ying's growth is terrifying."

"Shui Wuhen protects the law, isn't Kui Ying's strength as you want to be?" Shadow Demon Venerable couldn't help asking.

"I don't know when Kuiying became so powerful, but it must have something to do with the magic formula he cultivated." Shui Wuhen shook his head in horror and sluggishness.

Although Feng Wuchen gave the most rubbish tricks, but after Kui Ying practiced, his strength greatly increased, and he was not far from breaking through the Six-Star Saint Venerable.

"Chucky!"

Kui Ying flickered one after another, at an amazing speed, and launched a fierce attack around Prison Ye. In the blink of an eye, dozens of sword shadows vanished in an instant, and Prison Ye had dozens of sword marks on his body, blood soaked his clothes, and he was in a state of embarrassment.

"Momentary teleportation!" Prison Ye gritted his teeth and roared, the hot wounds spreading pain all over his body.

"boom!"

In the next second, Kui Ying had already appeared in Prison Ye, and he swept out fiercely, with a bang, Prison Ye burst out like a cannonball.

"boom!"

"puff!"

Prison Ye just flew out a few meters, when Kui Ying had dodged again, and swept out again, with a loud bang, Prison Ye spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body shot out again.

"Damn!" Prison Ye was so aggrieved that he doubted his life.

Kuiying performed teleportation, and Prison Ye couldn't detect it at all.

Because it's too fast.

"Kui Ying is not a member of the Dragon God clan, but he can move instantly, but he can do whatever he wants, and he is not inferior to the Dragon God clan at all."

"Just now there was a chance to kill Prison Ye, but Kui Ying didn't kill him. This is not the style of Shenyingwei."

Zhu Xinghun looked at Kui Ying a little higher, but he couldn't see through.

"Prisoner Ye, your strength is too weak and your speed is too slow. If I cut off Ni's head with that sword just now, you would be dead." With his back to prisoner night, Kui Ying said indifferently, without the slightest human emotion.

From the beginning to the present, Prison Ye has been suppressed, and even has no power to fight back.

This has seen the strength gap.

"what!"

"Buzz!"

Kui Ying's words completely made Prison Ye lose his sense of rage, his eyes were bloodshot, he roared wildly, and the terrifying power broke out uncontrollably, and because of his anger, Prison Ye's combat effectiveness increased a bit.

The terrifying storm surged violently, but it was unable to force Kuiying to retreat half a step, and the prisoner roared, "I'm going to kill you!"

"Kill me? Look at your ability." Kui Ying sneered, having successfully angered Prison Ye, making him lose his mind.

The irrational prisoner night has flaws all over his body!

No threat to speak of.

Prison Ye roared, frantically burst into power, and roared: "Holy Judgment!..."

"You lost your mind because of your anger, and your whole body is full of flaws. Do you still have a chance to use the Holy Judgment?" Kui Ying's icy, biting sneer suddenly sounded behind Prison Ye.