Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 379 Confrontation

After another violent collision, Qiao Ye and Wu Junjie stepped back at the same time.

After pulling away, Wu Junjie directly stretched out his hand, and a treasure appeared in his palm, but it was a golden dragon seal. After Wu Junjie swung it into the air, the golden dragon seal rushed into the sky and turned into a golden dragon. He swung his teeth and claws in the air, and then dived in the direction of Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye snorted coldly: "Do you think that only you have the Noble Phantasm!"

hum!

A crisp sound of sword chirping sounded, and Qiao Ye threw the Qianling Sword directly.

The Thousand Spirit Sword was constantly tossing in the air, and soon it became the size of a normal flying sword, and then it began to divide continuously, and the phantom swords kept appearing one by one, and they spread all over the sky in the blink of an eye.

hum, hum!

The sound of sword cries burst forth, and the phantom swords quickly joined together, turning into a river of swords, galloping, and colliding with the golden dragon.

Boom!

The sound of a huge explosion sounded, and the golden dragon charged, pushing the illusion sword continuously, and rushed directly into the river of swords, constantly rampaging.

But even if the Jianhe was smashed into pieces, the scattered phantom swords would also fly back quickly, slashing down from all directions, piercing the golden dragon's body.

The golden dragon fought the Jianhe River, and the sky suddenly rolled with waves, making loud humming noises constantly, and even the clouds floating in the sky were shattered.

On the other side, Qiao Ye and Wu Junjie were not idle either. The Noble Phantasm was fighting in the sky. On the ground, Qiao Ye rushed forward again and slapped Wu Junjie with a palm.

Break the palm of the sky, Mahamudra!

With Qiao Ye's palm moving forward, an almost invisible big handprint appeared and pressed down directly in Wu Junjie's direction.

Wu Junjie was also fearless, roared, raised his fists to meet him, and hit the handprint hard. After blocking the big handprint, he punched Qiao Ye.

"Spiritual Gathering Wave Spinning Technique!"

Wu Junjie punched out, and the invisible spiritual power in the air was condensed, and suddenly turned into a ripple vortex that appeared in front of Qiao Ye, and blasted towards Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye raised his chest, and his body was golden.

Nine turns of golden body, golden body!

With a bang, the ripple vortex slammed into Qiao Ye's body, making a loud explosion, and even the surrounding ground was smashed by the bang.

Qiao Ye staggered backwards, and after a few steps, he stood firm and swiped his body casually, showing contempt at Wu Junjie. God body.

Wu Junjie grinned and said, "I must admit, you are a bit more powerful than the trash I've ever seen!"

As Wu Junjie spoke, he stretched out a gap between his thumb and index finger.

"But..." Wu Junjie said contemptuously, "That's all."

Qiao Ye was too lazy to talk nonsense with Wu Junjie, so he opened his fingers with his nails and stretched his hand straight ahead.

A drop of blood was swept out by Qiao Ye, and then split continuously in the air, becoming densely packed.

Hundreds of battles and blood techniques are dazzling!

Wu Junjie took a few steps back towards the back, stretched out his hand and pressed it towards the front, and performed the Spirit Gathering Ripple Technique again, the continuously rotating ripples appeared again, covering Wu Junjie's front, wanting to spill the blood. Block down.

But, at this moment...

Hundreds of battles and blood techniques, two-style beheading!

Qiao Ye stretched out his hand and made a violent pulling action. Those blood beads instantly turned into blood lines, spreading all around Wu Junjie, and then slammed together!

Wu Junjie looked cold, watching the blood thread entangle towards him, and threw a treasure again, but it was a jade pendant.

The next moment, the jade pendant bloomed with brilliance, and layers of silver-white barriers suddenly appeared around it, entangling the swept blood lines.

Qiao Ye raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand again: "Three styles, puncture!"

Boom, boom!

There was a sudden roar from the ground around Wu Junjie, and then, the ground continued to crack open one after another, and bright red blood thorns suddenly pierced out of the ground, coming towards Wu Junjie from all directions. .

When Wu Junjie saw it, he immediately bent his legs slightly, and jumped out into the air, avoiding the sudden attack of those **** thorns.

However, those blood thorns kept appearing, and soon they were densely packed, directly covering a large area under Wu Junjie's body.

"Bai Lie Fist!"

Wu Junjie let out a low growl and then punched.

This Bailie Fist, which Liang Chen had also used before, was a martial art and martial art that was passed down among the guards, and the guards who received awards had the opportunity to learn it.

However, the same boxing technique used in Liang Chen's hands and Wu Junjie's hands are not the same thing at all!

Boom, boom, boom...

Wu Junjie's fist speed was terrifyingly fast. Along with the bombardment, one after another fist marks fell from the sky, falling into the blood thorns below, shattering those blood thorns, and at the same time, deep pits appeared on the ground. , was forcefully blasted out by Wu Junjie.

After a while, the blood thorn below was leveled, and Wu Junjie fell from the air and stood back on the ground.

Wu Junjie looked at Qiao Ye, twisted his neck and said, "The warm-up is almost over, how about you show some real skills?"

Qiao Ye said sternly: "As you wish!"

Under Qiao Ye's feet, black smoke continuously poured out, constantly surrounding Qiao Ye's body, and a smoke cloak made of black smoke appeared behind Qiao Ye, fluttering in the wind.

Qiao Ye stretched out his hand, grabbed a handful in the black smoke, and pulled the black spurge out of the black smoke.

On the other side, Wu Junjie took a deep breath and slammed his hands together in front of him.

Behind Wu Junjie, a pitch-black radiance appeared, flowing like water, continuously sketching strokes and strokes, and quickly condensing the image of an evil ghost, with a wide mouth, a wide nose, a disheveled hair, and a mouth with a Fang Fang, with dense wounds on his body.

Martial soul, the devil is dazzled!

Out of spirit, bloodthirsty Rakshasa!

The next moment, Qiao Ye and Wu Junjie rushed forward again.

Qiao Ye came with black smoke, and the black halberd in his hand danced towards the front, and a large black smoke was like a wave, churning forward like a wave.

Behind Wu Junjie, the virtual image of the Rakshasa evil ghost soon overlapped with Wu Junjie's body, shrouded directly outside Wu Junjie's body, and then rushed into the black smoke.

Bang, bang, bang!

When Wu Junjie rushed into the black smoke, the black smoke kept making bursting noises, and Qiao Ye's black smoke kept exploding one by one.

After a while, Wu Junjie penetrated the black smoke, came to Qiao Ye, raised his hand and shot forward: "Netherworld Ghost Claw!"

Wu Junjie grabbed it with one hand, and on top of Qiao Ye's head, a dark ghost claw appeared and smashed down.

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