Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 188 Slashing Blade

As Wang Yang spoke, he quickly stepped forward, and the saber in his hand kept slashing out and falling on the Tsing Yi umbrella.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

The crisp metal symphony continued to sound, and Qiao Ye could feel the continuous attack of the giant force, the Tsing Yi umbrella in his hand shook, and Qiao Ye kept retreating.

Qiao Ye narrowed his eyes, is Wang Yang's body so strong? To have such power!

the answer is negative!

Wang Yang is the fourth-order martial arts realm, which is indeed quite outstanding, but Qiao Ye doesn't think that Wang Yang's physical body can press his head, and he is the same as the fourth-level martial arts realm, and Qiao Ye is about to break through.

Well, there is only one other possibility...

That knife!

Dang!

After another collision, the crisp symphony sounded again, Qiao Ye retreated towards the rear again, and then looked at the Tsing Yi umbrella in his hand, there were slight scratches on the umbrella surface.

Qiao Ye licked the corner of his mouth. The Tsing Yi Umbrella was considered to be in the upper middle class among the seventh-grade Noble Phantasms. It could damage the Tsing Yi umbrella. The knife in Wang Yang's hand was probably a sixth-grade Noble Phantasm, at least infinitely close to the sixth-grade Noble Phantasm. .

"Aren't you very proud before?" Wang Yang said fiercely: "Come on, fight back, but you fight back!"

Wang Yang kept dancing the sword, slashing towards Qiao Ye continuously, colliding with the Tsing Yi umbrella constantly, sparking little sparks.

Dang!

With another collision, the Tsing Yi umbrella in Qiao Ye's hand was shaken open, and Wang Yang's face suddenly turned hideous, he took a step forward and raised his knife to chop down hard.

Dang!

Qiao Ye stood still and let the knife slash down, making the sound of gold and iron again.

Wang Yang's face froze for a moment, and the knife slashed at Qiao Ye's body, but it was completely blocked by the black armor of Tianmo Baxue, which could not break the defense at all.

Qiao Ye opened his arms and watched Wang Yang raise his head with a stunned expression on his face that was extremely playful.

"You should get out of the way when I'm still willing to talk." Qiao Ye said, "Now, it's too late!"

Qiao Ye's open right hand suddenly moved towards the front, and a black spear appeared in Qiao Ye's hand, and then slammed it forward.

Dang!

The crescent blade between the halberds slashed on Wang Yang's saber, and Wang Yang immediately flew towards the rear, smashing directly into a pile of snow.

Wang Yang struggled a few times, crawled out of the snow, and roared, "It's just a martial soul, do you think I don't have one?"

As Wang Yang spoke, he punched the ground.

"Martial soul!" Wang Yang roared, "Slashing the blade!"

Earth-sounding class, eighth-rank possessed spirits...

Slash the blade!

Wang Yang's Martial Soul was also dressed in armor, a silver-white dragon head armor. After wrapping Wang Yang's body, Wang Yang let out a low growl and waved his arms...

Clang, Clang, Clang...

The back of the hand, the forearm, the shoulder, the outer thigh, the outer calf, the knee, and the heel, one after another, the curved blades bounced like that, and those blades almost covered Wang Yang's whole body.

"Look how I cut you off!"

With a low voice, Wang Yang jumped forward again and came to Qiao Ye's front. With a wave of his arms, the blade on the back of his hand flashed silver light and hit Qiao Ye's face.

Qiao Ye casually crossed the halberd and blocked the blade, but in the next moment, Wang Yang's body twisted, raised his leg and swept out, kicking Qiao Ye's waist, the blade on the outside of the calf and Qiao Ye's black armor Hit, a spark ignited.

"Qiao Ye, die for me." Wang Yang growled, "Endless strangulation!"

Wang Yang landed, and then his ankle twisted violently. His body was like a spinning top, spinning rapidly. The dense blade on his body, along with the rotation, also continuously created silver arcs, continuous spinning, and continuous slashing. To Joe Ye.

Dang, Dang, Dang...

Wang Yang almost spun into Qiao Ye's arms, and with the rotation, the blade continuously slashed into Qiao Ye, and the sound of metal hitting was endless, and then...

When Wang Yang stopped, he looked up with a surprised look on his face.

Qiao Ye stood there, never backing away, the dark armor, let alone being cut open, didn't even leave any traces.

"It's impossible..." Wang Yang said stunned: "I'm an eighth-rank Earth Ming-level martial spirit, why can't I cut it off!"

Qiao Ye grinned, suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Wang Yang's head, and slammed it towards the ground!

Boom!

Wang Yang's head slammed on the ground, blood dripping from his forehead, and the armor on Wang Yang's body kept making a "click, click" sound, cracking open one after another, the blade on the armor, at this moment Constantly shattering.

Qiao Ye looked down at Wang Yang and said, "Diming-level eighth-rank Martial Spirit, isn't it amazing?"

Wang Yang's body quickly struggled, twisting constantly, and a roaring sound came from his throat, but...

There is no use!

Qiao Ye's palm firmly pressed Wang Yang's head, no matter how hard Wang Yang struggled, he couldn't break free.

Click, click!

As Qiao Ye exerted his strength, the ground shattered continuously, and then collapsed downward. Wang Yang's entire head seemed to be embedded in the ground.

"Qiao Ye..." Wang Yang gritted his teeth and said, "You dare to kill me? Let me tell you, I am one of the twelve kingdoms of the Martial Realm, the eldest son of Wang Heli, a divine right general of the Tianyuan Kingdom, my mother is the Yangping County Lord of the Tianyuan Kingdom, and my uncle is the eldest son of Wang Heli. He is the master of the Star Gate Dojo, if I lose a single hair, I will make you smashed to pieces!"

"As expected of someone from Tianwu Academy, what a great background!"

Qiao Ye smiled playfully. Compared with the Xuehai Academy, the students of Tianwu Academy are the real descendants of the big men. After all, among the four major academies, the style of Xuehai Academy is unpopular, while Tianwu Academy is The most popular aristocratic academy.

Even the Guixie and Linglan two academies, the former is quite mysterious and has a small number of recruits, while the latter mainly recruits women as students, making it far less popular than the Tianwu Academy in terms of popularity.

Therefore, the real powerful figures in the various countries of the Martial Realm, their sons and daughters will go to the Tianwu Academy at least 70%!

"However, so what?" Qiao Ye looked at Wang Yang and said, "You said it yourself, Ningbei Xueyuan has been a troubled time recently. What's so strange about the dead? Besides, who can know that I killed you?"

While talking, Qiao Ye raised the black spear.

Wang Yang's eyes finally showed fear, watching the black halberd fall, he couldn't help exclaiming: "No..."

puff!

In the next instant, in Wang Yang's exclamation, a smear of blood splattered, and then, a head rolled to the side.

"You defeated a martial artist of the second rank of Martial Madness Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 8200 points."

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