Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 180 Let them grab it by themselves

Jiang Wenze only felt a suffocation in his chest, and he continuously retreated to the back, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Looking up and looking forward, Jiang Wenze was immediately furious when he saw Qiao Ye's disdain on his face, shaking his index finger at himself.

"Qiao Ye!" Jiang Wenze roared angrily, then spread his arms and said, "Martial soul, the soldiers are fast!"

Almost in an instant, a pale white radiance appeared behind Jiang Wenze, and then the radiance quickly condensed into a human form, which was a soldier wearing white armor and holding a long spear.

However, because they were summoned, those soldiers had no faces, and there was a blur of white mist under their helmets.

A row of twelve soldiers lined up directly and charged in the direction of Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye narrowed his eyes and recalled the knowledge he had learned in the Sea of ​​Blood Academy, but he had no impression. It seemed that Jiang Wenze's martial spirit was quite rare and not very common.

at the same time……

The soldiers in the formation had already rushed in front of Qiao Ye, raised their spears without hesitation, and stabbed in the direction of Qiao Ye.

Seeing that he was about to hit, Qiao Ye jumped directly over the heads of the group of soldiers, twisted his body in mid-air, and kicked Jiang Wenze with one kick.

Summoning type of martial spirit, what else is there to say? Of course, the thief is the first to capture the king!

Just kill Jiang Wenze!

Then……

boom!

Jiang Wenze suddenly raised his arm, and the raised arm actually took Qiao Ye's foot firmly.

Qiao Ye couldn't help but be stunned. The physical body of the guy in front of him has obviously improved. Judging from the previous confrontation, it is absolutely impossible for this guy to block his own foot so easily.

Jiang Wenze grinned fiercely and said, "My martial spirit is not a summoning type, but an possessing type!"

Jiang Wenze raised his right hand high, and in the next instant, the soldiers who split up suddenly retreated quickly and came to Jiang Wenze's side, forming a circle directly.

"A spirit of the possessed type!"

Qiao Ye looked at Jiang Wenze, who was wrapped in the center, and tilted his head involuntarily. He felt that this martial spirit was very strange, where did it seem to be possessed?

"Conical formation!" Jiang Wenze growled, "Kill!"

The phantom soldiers surrounding Jiang Wenze immediately formed a cone, and then charged towards Qiao Ye, stabbing with their guns.

Qiao Ye tilted his head and avoided the spear, but in the next instant, two spears came from below and hit Qiao Ye's ankle directly.

Qiao Ye immediately jumped up, jumped over Jiang Wenze, and stepped down.

"Circle formation!" Jiang Wenze shouted again: "Raise your gun as a shield!"

The twelve phantom soldiers quickly changed their formations, then raised their spears and used the spears of the spears to interlace to form a defense. When Qiao Ye stepped down, he was blocked by those spears, and then ten The two illusion soldiers worked hard at the same time, pushing Qiao Ye away directly.

"Hahahahaha..." Jiang Wenze laughed loudly: "Qiao Ye, you are not as powerful as the rumors, you are just a false name, while I am still talking, give me back the things!"

Jiang Wenze said provocatively, and at the same time, the twelve phantom soldiers around him changed their formation again, turning into a "U". Joe Ye stabbed.

"Huh!" Qiao Ye exhaled his turbid air and said, "Then be a little more serious."

As Qiao Ye spoke, he stretched out his hand and danced forward.

Black smoke filled the air, and then, a black spear appeared in Qiao Ye's hand.

Just with the weapon in hand, Jiang Wenze shuddered violently, feeling the breath from the black spear, which made Jiang Wenze feel terrified.

It's too early to be happy!

Jiang Wenze only remembered one thing at this time.

He had already used his martial soul, and Qiao Ye...

This is just used!

"Do you think it's safe to hide among a group of turkeys?" Qiao Ye swept his halberd: "Death!"

The black halberd slashed, and there were not two of the twelve transformed soldiers on the spot. They were cut off by Qiao Ye's halberd and turned into white mist and dissipated into the air.

Jiang Wenze was shocked and shouted loudly, "Shield formation, form a shield formation for defense!"

Those phantom soldiers quickly came to Jiang Wenze, quickly formed a formation, intertwined the spears in their hands, and tried to block Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye sneered: "Will this stop me?"

Qiao Ye raised his halberd, his arms suddenly tensed, and then forcefully slashed the black halberd toward the front.

With a bang, it seemed as if something suddenly exploded around it. Then, a large piece of black smoke spread out, and in the smog, a black light suddenly flashed, and then Qiao Ye's black halberd moved forward. One shot down.

Dang, Dang, Dang...

The silver spears in the hands of the transformed soldiers were disconnected one after another, and their bodies were like smashed mud puppets, with dense cracks constantly appearing, and then collapsed into a cloud of white mist.

puff!

Jiang Wenze raised his head, spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out towards the rear, but his spirit was destroyed by Qiao Ye's halberd.

"You defeated a martial artist of the second rank of Martial Madness, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 7500 points."

Seeing Jiang Wenze sitting on the ground, Qiao Ye casually weighed the fur bag and said, "How is it? Do you still want to **** it back?"

Jiang Wenze said angrily: "Qiao Ye, let me tell you, you are in trouble, you are in big trouble, and you really don't want to pay me back."

Qiao Ye didn't say a word, just put the bag on his back, turned around and left.

Jiang Wenze was suddenly surprised, he didn't expect Qiao Ye to be so unscrupulous, he really just took his things and walked away, hurriedly stepped forward, and quickly changed his words to beg for mercy: "No, no, Qiao Ye, I was wrong, I shouldn't be greedy for ink. Your share of ghost essence, Chen Xing said, I will give you three hundred, and I will give the rest to me. It belongs to other students of Tianwu Academy, you can't take it."

Qiao Ye rolled his eyes and said to Jiang Wenze, "Go away!"

Jiang Wenze gritted his teeth and changed his face again: "Qiao Ye, you have figured it out, if you don't return it to me, someone will naturally come to you to ask for it."

"Then let them come." Qiao Ye said: "The rules of the Xuehai Academy, no one can take their own things, just grab what they want, if they have that ability, just come!"

Jiang Wenze stomped his feet angrily, but he didn't dare to catch up with Qiao Ye, his martial spirit was destroyed, what else could he do?

"Qiao Ye!" Jiang Wenze said angrily, "You wait for me!"

Jiang Wenze turned and walked away quickly towards the area of ​​Tianwu Academy with a look of resentment. This ghost must find a way to get back, otherwise how should he explain it? I must be beaten to death by other Tianwu Academy students!

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