Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 382 I Still Disagree

"what!"

Qiao Ye was shrouded in black smoke, opened his mouth, and the black smoke overflowed from Qiao Ye's end, with an incomparably evil feeling.

Wu Junjie roared, and the manifested Rakshasa rushed to Qiao Ye again, but at this moment...

"die!"

Qiao Ye drank lowly, the black halberd in his hand swept forward fiercely, a Rakshasa just came to Qiao Ye, a black arc swept across, and his body was directly cut in two.

In the next moment, Qiao Ye took a step, and the black smoke around him moved with Qiao Ye, blowing towards the front, and then Qiao Ye's figure suddenly disappeared. When it reappeared, Qiao Ye had come to another one. Behind Rakshasa, and then...

puff!

The sound of blood splashing suddenly sounded, the head of the Rakshasa flew into the air, and a column of blood spurted out from the empty neck.

Qiao Ye stood up straight, his fingers slowly bent, and then swept forward sharply.

Boom!

After one blow, a thunderbolt appeared and moved forward, shattering the ground continuously, directly entering the Rakshasa group, and then it exploded, sending the surrounding Rakshasa flying out.

"Joe..."

Wu Junjie roared and charged towards Qiao Ye. After stomping the ground hard, he jumped up and fell towards Qiao Ye.

Boom!

The pair of ghost claws protruded forward and collided with the black halberd in Qiao Ye's hand, making a symphony sound.

"Rakshasa Dharma Sign!" Wu Junjie shouted, "Evil ghost bites!"

Wu Junjie roared angrily, and the surrounding Rakshasa turned into a phantom, forming a huge grimace, and opened his mouth directly towards Qiao Ye and bit down.

Boom!

The moment the grimace landed, the ground exploded instantly, and even, an area with a radius of about ten meters, sunk directly downward, completely collapsing.

Wu Junjie laughed loudly and said, "Only you are worthy of fighting with me!"

"Aren't you happy too early?"

But at this moment, Qiao Ye's voice sounded faintly, Wu Junjie was startled, and looked back suddenly, after a burst of black smoke, Qiao Ye did not know when he was behind Wu Junjie.

boom!

Qiao Ye pulled out a halberd, slashed directly at Wu Junjie's waist, and cut a hole in Wu Junjie's waist. The blood suddenly stained Wu Junjie's body, and at the same time, Wu Junjie was swept away with a halberd.

The surrounding black smoke surged again. When the black smoke passed by Qiao Ye's side, Qiao Ye's figure disappeared again, and when he appeared, he had come to Wu Junjie's side.

Not giving Wu Junjie a chance to land at all, Qiao Ye held the halberd in both hands, and after swinging it round, he slammed another halberd on Wu Junjie's body, sending Wu Junjie flying again.

boom!

Wu Junjie fell to the ground, the phantom of the Rakshasa on his body could no longer be maintained, it became extremely dim, and began to dissipate continuously, and Wu Junjie's physical body resurfaced.

Struggling, Wu Junjie wanted to get up from the ground, but his body twisted and fell back to the ground again. The strength in his body seemed to have been exhausted.

"You defeated a spiritual monk of the first rank of the Spirit King Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 26000 points."

Wu Junjie has already lost!

The Rakshasa Heaven Domain also began to collapse at this moment, so everything turned into nothingness and began to shatter continuously, like shattered glass, began to shatter.

Qiao Ye did not intend to stop, but pointed to the sky.

Boom!

In the sky, thunder bursts again, and the thunder like a long dragon broke through the sky. In the thunder, one after another, the thunder continued to fall, continuously slamming down towards Wu Junjie.

Boom, boom, boom!

The falling thunder continued to fall, constantly destroying Wu Junjie's body.

"enough!"

Zhou Ziyang finally couldn't hold back anymore. He really didn't expect that even Wu Junjie was not Qiao Ye's opponent. This feeling even made Zhou Ziyang feel palpitations. You must know that Zhou Ziyang's cultivation is far higher than Qiao Ye's.

At the same time as his heart palpitations, Zhou Ziyang also acted decisively. Wu Junjie must not die. He is a figure who represents the future of the spiritual realm. Moreover, Wu Junjie's father, Wu Junjie's father, who has a great reputation from the Tianxing Department, is even like today. One of the tribal elders of the Shibu!

Wu Junjie was called by Zhou Ziyang. If Wu Junjie died like this, Zhou Ziyang would definitely be blamed, even at a painful price. Zhou Ziyang, Wu Junjie's father, could not afford to offend him.

Zhou Ziyang's figure flashed, and he quickly appeared in the field. At the moment when the thunder fell, Zhou Ziyang directly greeted him and planned to carry it down instead of Wu Junjie.

With such a hold, Zhou Ziyang was instantly shocked!

Qiao Ye is only in the Martial Emperor Realm, but Zhou Ziyang is a strong person in the Spirit Emperor Realm. In the words of the Martial Realm, it is the Martial Emperor Realm. This is a whole big gap!

From Zhou Ziyang's point of view, even if Qiao Ye is powerful, he is only at his age and with his current cultivation, it is still very easy for him to deal with the falling thunder.

However, when the thunder fell on Zhou Ziyang, Zhou Ziyang almost spit out a fragrance. The thunder was like a heavy hammer, almost smashing Zhou Ziyang, and the countless electric currents cut Zhou Ziyang apart like a knife with a single handle. Ziyang's body.

Even after the thunder fell, the scattered electric current would penetrate into the body at the moment of contact, directly injuring the internal organs, making Zhou Ziyang feel that the internal organs were churning.

Zhou Ziyang almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood after carrying seven or eight thunderstorms in a row.

However, fortunately, relying on the advantage of the cultivation base, Zhou Ziyang took it down.

But this is terrifying enough, the horror in Zhou Ziyang's heart is indescribable, at least one big realm difference, Qiao Ye actually injured himself, it is not just a skin injury, his whole body was scorched black by the thunder, and his internal organs were also constantly The tremor, Zhou Ziyang suppressed the blood from the mouth.

At the moment when the thunder dispersed, the green ghost turned into a figure, suddenly appeared, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at Zhou Ziyang coldly, obviously warning Zhou Ziyang not to attack Qiao Ye!

"A misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" Zhou Ziyang bit and resolutely confessed: "This time we were wrong, I can apologize, you can make any request, please stop here."

The green ghost glanced at Zhou Ziyang, and then said, "I don't care about this matter!"

Do you want to make yourself bow to a junior?

Zhou Ziyang gritted his teeth, and then said to Qiao Ye, "Qiao Ye, give me a face, I can apologize on their behalf, as long as this time is over, I promise no one will trouble you again."

"You are a senior anyway, since you said so..."

Qiao Ye raised his eyelids, the thunder in the sky dissipated, and the Nether Demon Realm gradually disappeared...

Zhou Ziyang breathed a sigh of relief, the boy in front of him is still interesting, and if he is not looking for trouble, he can turn around and talk about it, at least save Wu Junjie first.

But at this time...

Qiao Ye's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and sneered: "I still disagree!"

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