Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 014 Provocation

"I advise you, I'm not in a good mood right now." Qiao Ye squinted at the other party and said, "You'd better get away from me while I'm still going to talk properly."

The squire was happy, pointed at Qiao Ye and said, "Country bumpkin, do you know who my highness is? He can't get along with you guys, and the garbage that can only come to the Blood Sea Academy is different. He is the prince of the king of Liangguozhen. I advise you to stay out of the way, or else you will have good fruits to eat."

Before Qiao Ye opened his mouth, he heard the man in Tsing Yi say leisurely: "Do you know why the death rate of Xuehai Academy is so high? Because Xuehai Academy can't help students to kill each other, one dead counts as one, anyway, dead means waste, Without the value of existence, those who survive are naturally the elites among the elites, which is why the Xuehai Academy is the first of the four major academies, and it is also the reason why the Xuehai Academy is powerful."

Qiao Ye squinted at the man in Tsing Yi, and then at the squire.

This guy is an idiot!

The reason why the man in Tsing Yi suddenly said something is to tell Qiao Ye that it doesn't matter if the students of Xuehai Academy kill each other, and the Xuehai Academy doesn't care about dead people.

So, it doesn't even matter if the students fight, let alone a few accompanying squires?

As for why the man in Tsing Yi opened his mouth, because the idiot in front of him said that the only person who could not get along can come to the Sea of ​​Blood Academy.

The guy in front of him is a good explanation of what it means to say disaster comes out of your mouth.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, do you hear me?" The squire shouted at Qiao Ye, "Don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick..."

Before the squire's voice could fall, Qiao Ye suddenly took action, grabbed his neck, lifted the man up, and sent him directly out of the flying boat guardrail, just half-hanging in the air.

The squire looked down, and was instantly frightened to death. He struggled constantly and wanted to shout, but because of the feeling of being strangled by his neck and suffocating, he couldn't make a sound at all.

The other squires were furious and shouted at Qiao Ye, "Let me go!"

"Let him go?" Qiao Ye smiled and said, "Okay!"

Then…

Joe Ye really let go!

The squire screamed in agony, waved his arms constantly, and fell straight from the flying boat, smashing to the ground with a bang.

"You defeated a martial artist of the eighth-order body refining realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 1400 points."

"Boy, do you know what you are doing?" The other squires immediately surrounded Qiao Ye and said, "You are courting death!"

Qiao Ye spread his hands and said, "Didn't you tell me to let go? I let go, and you are not happy!"

A squire said: "Why do you talk so much nonsense to him, break his legs, and throw him away."

Liang Guo is not far from Jiumeng Mountain, so the son of Liang Guo did not bring any masters, but he was able to be sent to **** Wang Xincheng. These squires are also a bit capable, at least they have reached the realm of body refining. Level seven or above.

Qiao Ye was not afraid, watching a squire leaping towards him, reaching out to grab the opponent's fist.

Before the squatter could react, he was smashed to the ground by Qiao Ye, and then shook his arms like a rag. Qiao Ye lifted the man with one hand and then threw it out.

Bang, bang!

The several squires who rushed in front of Qiao Ye were hit and fell into a ball.

"Go away!"

With a low voice, Qiao Ye rushed forward and threw his fists continuously, blasting the squires who just got up.

The screams came and went in an instant.

"You defeated a martial artist of the ninth rank of Body Refinement Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Value: 1600 points."

"You defeated a martial artist of the ninth rank of Body Refinement Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Value: 1600 points."

"You defeated a martial artist of the seventh rank of Body Refinement Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Value: 1200 points."

The next moment, Qiao Ye grinned, bent his legs, and bowed his body, like a leopard aiming at its prey, and rushed forward.

boom!

The muffled sound of **** to the flesh appeared. Qiao Ye was like a flying cheetah. The speed was terrifying. Before one of the husongs could react, he felt a pain in his chest and his body had already flown out.

Qiao Ye's momentum continued unabated. After blasting one person, he immediately jumped in place, twisted his body in the air, swept out with one foot, and kicked a squire's face again.

The hussong spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with two broken teeth, and his face bulged instantly.

"You defeated a martial artist of the ninth rank of Body Refinement Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Value: 1600 points."

"You defeated a martial artist of the eighth-order body refining realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 1400 points."

"Your cultivation base has been upgraded to the second-order of the Pure Bone Realm."

Qiao Ye twisted his neck, sucked up enough martial soul power, and his cultivation level was raised again. Qiao Ye could feel the bones in his body rattle slightly, and there was obvious pain, which made Qiao Ye sweat a little on his forehead. , but after enduring it, you can feel obviously refreshed, just like your body is soaking in a hot spring.

After a while, Qiao Ye stood up straight, rolled his eyes and said, "There are three left, you can go together."

The remaining three squires glanced at each other, then roared in unison and rushed towards Qiao Ye.

"Good come!"

Qiao Ye snorted coldly and raised his arms across his chest.

boom!

The opponent's fist slammed into Qiao Ye's arm. In the next instant, Qiao Ye grabbed the opponent's neck and threw the person out. Then he turned around and slapped the other servant's face. The squire didn't even have a chance to groan, so he fell to the ground.

"You defeated a martial artist of the ninth rank of Body Refinement Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Value: 1600 points."

"You defeated a martial artist of the ninth rank of Body Refinement Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Value: 1600 points."

The last squire was frightened in his heart, watching Qiao Ye walking towards him, and involuntarily kept retreating towards the back.

Qiao Ye sneered, suddenly pointed toes, and rushed forward, not giving the opponent a chance at all, and slammed a punch towards the front.

Then…

boom!

The fists of the two collided, and the next moment, the screams suddenly sounded.

The Hu Cong clenched his fists and kept backing away. Vaguely, he could see blood flowing out of his fingers, and the five fingers were completely deformed by Qiao Ye's punch.

But Qiao Ye didn't mean to stop at all, he swept across with one foot, kicked the opponent's chest, and swept the person out.

With a bang, the squatter hit the guardrail of the flying boat, smashed the guardrail, and fell out.

"You defeated a martial artist of the ninth rank of Body Refinement Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Value: 1600 points."

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