Sonorous!

The furious Sima Yuan stepped forward, raised the dragon pattern sword high, and slashed at Qin Feiyang.

"You are so anxious to die, I will help you!"

Qin Feiyang's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

While teleporting, he unfolded the Xing Zi Jue and appeared behind Sima Yuan in one step.

Without even thinking about it, Sima Yuan turned the dragon pattern sword in the air and shot towards Qin Feiyang with his backhand.

"Response so quickly?"

Qin Feiyang was surprised.

You must know that now, he is not only teleporting, but also adding Xingzi Jue.

It stands to reason.

It was impossible for Sima Yuan to react.

Facing the Dragon Pattern Sword, he did not use the Phoenix Divine Sword to fight hard, but chose to give Sima Yuan a fatal blow from the side.

Whoosh!

He once again launched teleportation and Xing Zi Jue, and instantly Sima Yuan's profile appeared.

However!

Sima Yuan seemed to have anticipated his next move, and the dragon-marked sword arrived one step ahead of him.

In other words, he bumped into the dragon pattern sword at this moment.

puff!

The tip of the sword sank into his heart.

The purple gold dragon blood suddenly shot out.

That terrifying edge went straight to his heart.

A critical moment.

Qin Feiyang stepped back violently, the tip of the dragon pattern sword left his heart, and a blood arrow spurted out.

"You're surprised, aren't you?"

Sima Yuan looked at Qin Feiyang, the dragon pattern sword in his hand, and drops of blood slipped from the tip of the sword.

"what happened?"

Qin Feiyang frowned.

"You can slowly realize it yourself!"

Sima Yuanjie smiled and launched a fierce offensive against Qin Feiyang again.

What happens next is exactly the same as before.

No matter how fast Qin Feiyang is, Sima Yuan can predict his next move in advance and counterattack first.

After a while.

Qin Feiyang had more than a dozen swords on his body, and his whole body was bleeding.

"How can it be?"

Tang Hai and Zhao Tailai noticed Qin Feiyang's condition, and their faces were filled with disbelief.

The young master was actually suppressed?

Is it dazzled?

The two of them rubbed their eyes in disbelief and looked at Qin Feiyang again, their hearts suddenly filled with horror.

No dazzling!

It was indeed Sima Yuan, who overpowered the young master.

"Blood Qilin, what's going on?"

"Why can Sima Yuan know the young master's next move in advance?"

Zhao Tai came to look at the blood unicorn.

Xue Qilin and Sima Yuan were once accomplices, so they must know the reason.

"This is because of Sima Yuan's fighting spirit."

"His God of War can not only sense potential crises, but also has another incredible ability."

Blood Qilin glanced at Qin Feiyang and Sima Yuan and said.

"What ability?"

Zhao Tailai frowned.

"Predict your opponent's attacks."

"For example, like now, although Qin Feiyang is faster than Sima Yuan, his fighting spirit can easily predict what Qin Feiyang will do next?"

"That's why Qin Feiyang was suppressed."

Blood Qilin Road.

"Isn't this the same as predicting the future?"

Zhao Tailai was surprised.

“It’s too exaggerated to predict the future.”

"However, it is undeniable that his ability is indeed very terrifying. Unless he has overwhelming strength or is so fast that even his fighting spirit cannot predict it, sooner or later he will be cannibalized bit by bit."

Blood Qilin Road.

"Cannibalization?"

Zhao Tailai raised his eyebrows.

"Predicting the opponent's attacks, seriously injuring the opponent little by little, until finally killing him, isn't this cannibalization?"

Blood Qilin Road.

When Zhao Tailai heard this, he quickly shouted: "Young Master, it is his fighting spirit that is causing trouble. His fighting spirit can predict your next move. You must be careful."

"I see."

Qin Feiyang muttered.

"What can we do if we know?"

"Could it be that you're so close that you can't even predict my fighting spirit?"

Sima Yuan sneered.

Qin Feiyang said: "It is already my top speed now."

"If this is your ultimate speed, then you will never be able to crack the ability of this fighting spirit."

Sima Yuan smiled contemptuously and struck Qin Feiyang with his sword again, leaving a shocking wound.

Qin Feiyang lowered his head and looked at the wound, shook his head and said with a smile: "Zhuge Mingyang's fighting spirit is capable of defying the heavens. Your fighting spirit is also capable of defying the heavens. As expected, there is not a single weak one among Demon Ancestor's men."

"It's good to know."

Sima Yuan said proudly.

Qin Feiyang smiled sarcastically and said, "Didn't the Imperial Master tell you not to activate your fighting spirit in front of me?"

"kindness?"

Sima Yuan was stunned, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and said: "Is it the ability of the Emperor's Prison to deprive consciousness, and another innate magical power, the eye of heaven?"

Groan!

Qin Feiyang remained silent.

The purple gold dragon soul roared out in an instant.

Sima Yuan's pupils shrank and he backed away without thinking.

Because the first time Qin Feiyang opened the Purple Gold Dragon Soul, his fighting spirit had already predicted that Qin Feiyang would open the Emperor's Divine Prison again.

He counterattacked other attacks in advance, but facing the Emperor's Prison, he could only dodge.

Because the current ability of the Imperial Prison is to imprison the body and deprive consciousness.

As long as he is shrouded in the Imperial Prison, no matter whether he predicts it in advance or not, he cannot avoid the fate of being imprisoned and deprived.

Therefore, he could only escape in advance and leave the scope of the Emperor's Prison.

"Aren't you very conceited?"

"Why not try out the new abilities of the Emperor's Prison?"

Qin Feiyang said jokingly.

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Although I am indeed curious about the ability to deprive consciousness, I am not stupid enough to risk my life."

Sima Yuan sneered.
To be continued...