Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 302 That Sword

Stepping over Dongfang Sheng's body, Qiao Ye stepped forward.

Lin Ziyi fought one against three, and the battle was in the middle of a fever, but at this time...

The turbulent wave in the air fell again, Lin Ziyi raised his hand, and countless phantom butterflies appeared again, but at this time...

A palm rested on the back of Lin Ziyi's hand, and then slowly pressed Lin Ziyi's palm down.

Lin Ziyi turned her face sideways and looked at Qiao Ye who appeared beside her.

Qiao Ye reached out and pulled Lin Ziyi's hair behind her ears.

For a moment, Lin Ziyi's heart seemed to stop beating.

"You're tired!" Qiao Ye looked at Lin Ziyi and said, "Let me come next!"

At the moment when Qiao Ye said that, the black halberd in his hand was raised and slashed to the side at will. The water waves that fell from the air were all cut off in an instant, impacting the ground around them, and the water wave that fell from the air was cut off in an instant. He swept past Lin Ziyi's side.

Qiao Ye stood in front of Lin Ziyi and fell on the black spear.

Lan Sihai's eyes were deep, and he stretched out his hands and slowly lifted it up. The water scattered on the ground continued to rise again, and the surrounding area was densely covered with water droplets, which were constantly re-condensing.

"Fifth-grade Martial Spirit!" Qiao Ye looked at Lan Sihai and said, "Unfortunately, it's only at the imperial level, and your cultivation is too low!"

Qiao Ye moved forward with one hand, similar to Lan Sihai, but Lan Sihai held both hands flat, while Qiao Ye…

He pressed his hand down hard.

boom!

The water droplets that had just re-raised all around seemed to be under heavy pressure, and fell violently towards the ground, smashing the ground hard, and completely shattered.

"You are not my opponent." Qiao Ye looked at Lan Sihai and said, "Retreat!"

Qiao Ye stretched out his hand and flicked towards the front. Countless black smoke surged up and kept rushing forward. After hitting Lan Sihai's chest, he rolled Lan Sihai's entire body towards the back and hit it directly. The city wall of the barn.

The corners of Lan Sihai's mouth overflowed with blood, and his face gradually turned pale.

"You defeated a martial artist of the first rank of the Martial Ancestor Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 10,000 points."

It is indeed a commendable thing for Lan Sihai to be able to cultivate his martial spirit to the fifth rank. However, the rarity of the emperor class limits the upper limit of his martial spirit. Secondly, Lan Sihai’s cultivation is only the first-rank of the Martial Ancestor Realm. Only when he entered the realm of a grandmaster, Lan Sihai could not fully grasp the fifth-grade martial spirit!

One blow defeated Lan Sihai, but at this moment...

There was a sudden sound of fist wind whistling behind Qiao Ye.

Looking back, it was Xia Yuliang who suddenly came behind Qiao Ye, raised his fist and slammed towards Qiao Ye.

Then…

boom!

Qiao Ye raised his head, and the punch slammed into Qiao Ye's palm.

Xia Yuliang's face showed a ferocious look, but no matter how hard he tried, the fist couldn't get half an inch.

"The boxing method of breaking the battlefield, the frontier soldiers, is worthy of respect." Qiao Ye looked at Xia Yuliang and said: "But the outcome cannot be given, I don't want to lose, you can't win, please go!"

Qiao Ye's palm suddenly clenched, and after pinching Xia Yuliang's fist, he suddenly twisted back.

A look of pain appeared on Xia Yuliang's face, and sweat dripped from his forehead. In the next instant, Qiao Ye suddenly got up and swept across, swept his foot on Xia Yuliang's lower abdomen, and swept Xia Yuliang toward the rear.

boom!

Xia Yuliang was swept five or six meters away by Qiao Ye, and after falling to the ground, he struggled constantly, but he didn't stand up.

"You defeated a third-order martial artist of the Martial Ancestor Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 14500 points."

Qiao Ye turned around, Lin Xiangnan showed a look of horror, and kept retreating to the back, and even stumbled under his feet and almost fell to the ground.

"Don't worry, I don't mean to shoot at you." Qiao Ye looked at Lin Xiangnan and said, "Be quiet and watch from the side."

Qiao Ye's eyes crossed Lin Xiangnan and fell on Qin Jianchuan.

Qiao Ye said, "Is it time to move?"

Qin Jianchuan stretched out his hand, pulled out the long sword stuck on the ground beside him, looked at Qiao Ye and said, "You are qualified to fight with me."

"Yeah!" Qiao Ye said: "But whether you are qualified to fight me, you have to try it to find out."

Qin Jianchuan curled the corner of his mouth and suddenly drew out his sword.

"Between the sun and the moon!" Qin Jianchuan said in a low voice, "The sword cuts the sun and the moon and breaks the stars!"

Qin Jianchuan slashed out with a sword, and there was a sword light blooming on the sword, which was extremely bright, and a sound of sword chant resounded between the heavens and the earth, the four fields trembled, and everything around seemed to be overshadowed at this moment.

Then…

Qiao Ye raised his halberd, and at the moment when the sword light fell, a halberd danced out, which shattered the sword light.

"There is no need to test." Qiao Ye looked at Qin Jianchuan and said, "Use your martial spirit!"

A very strong sword, strong martial skills, and cultivation to perfection is definitely above the third rank, but without the support of Martial Spirit, it is meaningless.

Qin Jianchuan was silent, but slowly raised the sword in his hand.

"Martial spirit!" Qin Jianchuan stretched out his hand and wiped the sword's edge: "The sword of the avenue!"

Heaven's Choice Grade 6 phantom martial spirit, the sword of the avenue!

A white brilliance appeared, covering the sword in Qin Jianchuan's hand, and then, using Qin Jianchuan's own sword as a carrier, a new sword was slowly transformed.

That handle, the sword of the avenue!

As a Martial Spirit of the Heavenly Chosen level, the appearance of the Sword of the Dao is not too stunning. It looks like an ordinary long sword, but it has a dazzling edge. The place where the hilt is connected to the blade, then It is a circle with a pattern of yin and yang fish on it.

In the next instant, Qin Jianchuan raised his sword!

The same sword!

However, with the sword of the avenue in hand, the sword that Qin Jianchuan cut out this time is completely different.

The dazzling light of the sword was unimaginable, and even made the people watching the battle on the city wall unable to open their eyes.

That sword is hotter than the sun!

That sword is even brighter than the moon!

That sword is even more splendid than starlight!

That sword made the sun, moon and stars pale.

That sword does not seem to be a sword in the world!

The sword fell, landed in front of Qiao Ye, and shattered, and the dense sword light danced continuously, filling the entire urn city. Extremely hideous.

Qin Jianchuan slowly retracted his sword.

No one can block his own sword, at least in the cultivation base of Wuzongjing, Qin Jianchuan has not met anyone who can take his sword.

After a sword, the victory and defeat are already divided.

Qin Jianchuan turned around and paced towards the passage, but at this moment...

A cold feeling suddenly filled Qin Jianchuan's body.

The black smoke from the sky rushed over from all around Qin Jianchuan.

"It's not over yet..." Qiao Ye's voice sounded faintly: "Are you in such a hurry to leave?"

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