Wang Yunye's face changed slightly and he said coldly: "If you kill you, no one will know!"

Qin Yang said: "I'm sorry, you probably won't have a chance. I'll kill you this time."

"Hmph!" Wang Yunye looked at Qin Yang sarcastically: "The defeated generals are just showing off their power. I'm afraid the injuries I suffered yesterday have not been fully recovered yet, right?"

"Although both arms have grown, they must be very fragile. As long as I punch it casually, I'm afraid I can blow it up."

Qin Yang's face was cold: "Are you fragile or not? You can tell if you come here to try it yourself?"

"Ha, as you wish!"

Wang Yunye's primordial power surged, his right hand transformed into a long sword of the primordial spirit, and his left hand transformed into a red primordial spirit fire. However, this primordial spirit fire did not give people a hot feeling, but instead exuded a cold aura.

Wang Yunye's soul moved and suddenly disappeared on the spot. The moment he disappeared, a gust of wind and snow blew towards Qin Yang!

Hurry!

The wind and snow blew by, and Qin Yang froze directly. Then, Wang Yunye slashed down angrily at the frozen Qin Yang.

Qin Yang, who was in the ice, looked up his eyes and then moved his fingers gently. The ice layer 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 world.

Then, he activated his Vajra Technique and raised his hand to directly pinch Wang Yunye's soul sword blade.

When Wang Yunye saw that Qin Yang had shattered his Yin and Cold Frost Technique so easily, he was slightly shocked.

It's really strange. How come this kid has such a powerful divine power?

Did he recover to his peak overnight?

This is impossible!

However, although he was confused, Wang Yunye immediately showed a sneer when he saw Qin Yang intending to take his sword with his bare hands.

The stupid boy, this is a sword blade transformed from his soul power. He poured a lot of soul power. The power of one sword is no worse than the soul-destroying needle!

"You're dead!"

Wang Yunye laughed loudly and slashed the sword blade!

When Qin Yang heard this, his expression remained unchanged. With a clang sound, he pinched the entire sword blade with one hand.

boom!

After a second contact, Qin Yang's entire arm was evenly split into two halves from the palm of his palm.

Wang Yunye laughed, this scene was not beyond his expectations.

The unstoppable sword of the soul slashed at Qin Yang's head, but at this moment, Qin Yang's arms, which had just been split in half, suddenly connected and healed!

Zheng!

Qin Yang stepped back slightly, and his rehealed palm held the sword of the soul vigorously.

"Well..."

Wang Yunye's pupils suddenly shrank, as if they were extremely unbelievable.

"Your divine thought..."

Qin Yang fearlessly used his left hand to knock the Sword of the Soul Fighting away, and then his right hand that was freed up directly covered Wang Yunye's face.

"If you don't commit suicide, you won't die."

Qin Yang said coldly, then grabbed it hard!

Bang!
Chapter completed!