Damn it, I have a pair of Sharingan eyes

"It's okay, buddy! As long as we win in the end, then everything is acceptable!Dongtang, can you continue to release mana and spells?"

Mizuzuki Koichiro squeezed out the mana in his body with all his might, even more than the beauty of the blue sky, at this moment, it was like the sun draped on the back of the young man's shoulder, and the excessive pressure also crushed the ground under his feet into powder, cracking countless fine snake patterns.

"Of course you can, do you also want to try the taste of punching bags!?", between close friends, there is always a sense of understanding, seeing that Ichiro Mizuki Kuichiro unreservedly sprayed out the mana, Dongtang immediately gave a tacit response, and collected all his mana back into his body.

Smack-between

the two talked, the spell spirit released the spell again, but unfortunately this time, it didn't have time to react at all, and it was broken by Dongtang's punch to break a fang, and it looked at Dongtang's ugly face, which can no longer be described as shocked.

"Why is that guy locked up? Why is your magic so restrained, and it still hurts so much to beat people!?Why is your cooperation so tacit!??So inseparable?!!"

If this spell spirit can speak, it will probably pull Dongtang's collar and roar hoarsely, because the cooperation between Mizuzuki Kuichiro and Dongtang is too tacit, and the time for exchanging mana burst positions with each other seems to be long, but in fact, it is only half a blink of an eye, and the two battlefield veterans who have never cooperated are now full of firepower and heart-to-heart, which actually makes the spell spirit who is obviously the master of the realm a little unbearable at the moment.

"One... Two!"

"Bang -

Dongtang's fist peak, at this moment, the mana is no longer thick and rich, only a thin blue film like a cicada's wings remains, which is the key to his not being bound by the tombstone.

Not far away, Mizuki Kuichiro burst out with all his magic power in tacit understanding, and when the third second was about to come, Dongtang's last punch directly bent the backbone of the spell spirit.

"Uh-uhh

"Thunder

, thunder!" Boom

- however, when the pale pillar of thunder that was thick and long was lowered together with the leg axe of Kuichiro who violently broke through the space, after the earth-shattering

sound, the curse spirit was completely broken off its backbone, and the ground under it, and the pile of graves and tombs dozens of meters away, all collapsed into ruins.

"Don't stop attacking!Kuichiro!Take advantage of the fact that its mana transmission needs to be used to heal injuries for the time being, and then continue to increase the intensity of the onslaught!", Dongtang roared and rushed towards Mizuki Kuichiro, wanting to form a two-on-one situation to end the battle once and for all.

He also knows what Kuichiro Mizuki knows, and he has resisted so many heavy punches of himself, coupled with the latter's powerful thunder attribute technique and leg axe, there is no doubt that it is already the end of the strong crossbow.

But the problem is that before it reaches the side of Mizuzuki Kuichiro, it can't launch the spell anymore, because its mana reserves are not much, and if it carries a few more rounds of tombstones, the consequences will be, and he can't say clearly.

"I know! but-", Mizuzuki Soichiro's left palm burned into a sky-high flame, its shape was like a dragon, its head was fierce, and the inky blue spring water in his right hand condensed into ice, turning into a sharp spear, which reflected a dazzling spear under the glimmer of the realm space and the light of the fire on the other side.

"My mana isn't infinite... I've been fluctuating the mana at will just now, venting and gathering, gathering and leaking, that feeling has made me a little physically and mentally exhausted to be honest, not to mention, every time I break the tombstone, it takes a lot of energy, and the release of these retreats, I am picking up my most lethal retreats in the release, in the previous life, I estimate that I would have already chakra overdrawn and died...", Mizuki Kuichiro secretly complained in his heart, frowning slightly.

But seeing that in front of him, the recovery speed of the spell spirit's injury was too fast, and he couldn't care about the soreness and pain faintly coming from the depths of his muscles, so he had to forcibly twist his waist span and pour all his energy into his right arm.

The ice spear burst through the air, stirring up invisible ripples in the air, and successfully interrupted the process of the spell spirit's rapid healing of its injuries, almost nailing half of its body to the tombstone behind it.

"Continue! Can't stop! One more blow!" The

slender and sharp ice spear swelled disorderly in the moment it penetrated the flesh of the spell spirit's skin, and the branch-like branches crushed every inch of its skin into rotten flesh, and finally grew savagely from all over its body.

This move undoubtedly aggravated the pain of the spell spirit, and seemed to have completely forced it into a desperate situation, but when a super-grade spell spirit collected all the mana into its body, and only wanted to defend and survive wholeheartedly, and even the spell that must be hit was no longer activated, these so-called pains could only be pain, not injuries.

Sure enough, the moment before the orange flame pillar that was surging and burning in the palm of Mizuzuki Kongichiro's left hand touched the surface of the spell spirit's body, the ice spear had been squeezed into powder by the spell spirit's crazy body, and it was all fine.

"Fire Escape, Dragon Flame Spear!" Ang

-

-Curse Spirit Lips and Jaws, the fangs that were broken by Dongtang Shengsheng, were not far from recovery at this moment.

Behind the mighty dragon shadow, it was an ultra-high temperature that even the super-grade spell spirit could not bear, and the remnants of the ice spear evaporated into a pure white mist in an instant under the scorching flames, and even if Mizuzuki Soichiro was releasing a powerful fire spell with one hand, he suppressed the spell spirit to death, and the other hand did not dare to slack off, and quickly pulled out the spell hidden in the back of his waist.

It was not the short dagger he used before, but another one, which was very similar to the rib difference, and the blade and handle were carved with blood-red gold patterns to decorate the demonic short knife that looked like a demon monk.

The special spell [Yayoi Knife], as one of the special spells that clearly belongs to the Gojo family in the high school taboo library, originally Gojo only planned to lend it to Shuizuki Kuichiro for use first, and then return it after his strength really reached the first level, however, Shuiyue Kuichiro really took a fancy to this peerless ghost weapon that had existed since the Heian period, and even once had the same name as Muramasa, so he could only bid 800 million to take this demon knife into his pocket.

So what is the reason why this demon sword can be so valued by Kuichiro Suizuki?

"Every day, you can store anyone, spell spirits, and even spell tools once, and finally release them unconditionally by the holder, or convert them into mana and instill them into the body as a supplement to your strength, hehe... I didn't want to use it yet, but it seems that now, I can't use

it!" "Knock-the

demon knife is out of the body, the sound is like a ghost crying, and the chill and blood in the marrow of the person seep into the marrow, at that time, it is actually delayed the time for the spell spirit to wave his palm to launch the spell!"

"

Although I have a lot of mana in it, it should be enough to put several skills in my body, but... Can those things really do any more harm to it now? I'm afraid not... In that case!"

Mizuzuki Koichiro's brain quickly processed all the information, and the blood pupils opened deadly, watching the tombstone take shape on the top of his skull, and then the process of binding himself again, in order to decide the victory or defeat in one blow, he decided not to care about these indifferent things, but poured all the spirit into his hands, brain, and heart, intending to grasp the fleeting light called inspiration.

"Three seconds, is that enough... I don't know, but today, if it's not enough, it's enough!"

On the earth, the tiny or huge gravel seemed to feel the tremor from the core, and began to swing slightly, and the obscure and decaying air was now more clear and fresh.

But what followed was the earth-shattering riot of thunder in nature, under the clouds that shrouded nearly a hundred meters of the area, a series of green thunder with the thickness of a hundred-year-old tree like a dragon came to the world, roaring and roaring, blooming with a grand brilliance that was enough to pierce the eyes of ordinary people, and also stretched the lower jaw and upper jaw of the spell spirit nearly half a foot apart, which was a technique that it had never seen since its birth! !

"It's... This is...", even Dongtang, who had witnessed what the real strong man was, couldn't help but slip a tear down his cheek at the moment when he witnessed the thunder descending into the world, that was a sigh, that was excitement, and that, it was the joy of the growth of his best friend

! If he ate this blow in his own state at this moment, there was no doubt that he would die without a place to be buried, fortunately, Mizuki Koichiro was locked in the tombstone by himself! And time, between the thunderous thunder, quietly passed for three seconds!

"It's only you who will die!Only you!", the spell clapped its palms frantically, roaring and roaring, although even if it came to this point, it did not speak, but the ecstasy after the victory could no longer deceive anyone, it seemed to have seen it! After the boy shed pus, he exploded to death on the spot!

The applause rang out, and at the moment when Dongtang, who had already burst into tears, disappeared from the shadows, who was replaced? It was Kuichiro Shuizuki Kongichiro, who was already holding hundreds of millions of thunders in his hand and his eyebrows were as hideous as ghosts.

"Hehe... Did three seconds pass? No, it seems that the excessive panic has made you misremember! But it is not far off! After all, with my 530,000 IQ brain, the result is 2.98s!"0.02

seconds

! That is the tacit distance between close friends! That is the trust of brothers who give their lives to each other! That is the absolute incomprehensible feeling of the spell spirit before he dies!

"This move, I know, within two seconds, no matter what, it will not be able to complete the charge! It will take at least close to three seconds, so when will it be activated? I don't know, maybe it's 2.5 seconds, maybe it's 2.8 seconds!"

"And this ruler of time, I have handed it over to Dongtang to grasp, after all, once I do something, the charge will be interrupted, and once interrupted, I will no longer be able to gather such a huge amount of mana, in other words, if his mental arithmetic is even a fraction of a centimeter, I will definitely die, fortunately, his calculation is so accurate, in the first 0.02s of the launch of the mortal spell, I was replaced. Holding

the silver thunder, Mizuzuki Koichiro was like a long snake dragging its tail deep in the clouds, and at this moment, every step he took towards the spell spirit was heavy enough to crush a field, completely crushing the fragments of the tombstone under his feet into nothingness.

"That's all that, let Satan tell you in hell... Oh no, you are a spell spirit, so you won't even have the qualifications to be reincarnated as an adult..."

The silver thunder light shone in the pupils of Ichiro Shui Yue, at this moment, he was bathed in the mighty heavenly power, as holy as an emperor.

"Ten thousand thunderbolts extinguished!".