Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 042

After a while, Ji Wuyuan was the first to react, looking at Qiao Ye and said, "He broke through, this is his martial spirit."

Ji Wuyuan was also extremely shocked at the moment. It is impossible to judge the cultivation base with the naked eye, but with Ji Wuyuan's strength, it is still possible to judge whether Qiao Ye has a martial arts.

Therefore, Ji Wuyuan knew that before today, Qiao Ye was absolutely still in the state of pure bone, and there was absolutely no martial arts, that is to say, it only took a night of effort, and Qiao Ye actually broke through!

This breakthrough speed is really unexpected, so when Qiao Ye entered the ring, Ji Wuyuan didn't notice it at all.

"No wonder you dare to promise to declare war on Wang Tianfang!"

Qiao Ye's body training and the foundation of the bones are more stable than Wang Tianfang, so as long as you have the martial arts, you can fight!

Wang Tianfang stirred his throat, and then roared fiercely: "So what? It's just a breakthrough, can you control your martial spirit?"

Wang Tianfang stretched out his hand towards the front, and the fireball behind him churned again.

"Burn it!" Wang Tianfang roared, "Flame Demon!"

Behind Wang Tianfang, among the three fireballs, some smaller fireballs split again and bombarded continuously in the direction of Qiao Ye.

Boom, boom, boom!

The fireball kept falling to the ground, kept roaring, kept exploding, and the fiery flames pushed away all around, engulfing everything, naturally including Qiao Ye.

"Deserving it!" Wang Tianzhang said with a smile: "This is the fate of daring to declare war on me!"

Wang Tianfang laughed out loud, but the smile didn't last long before it stopped abruptly.

A crack suddenly appeared in the surging flame, and Qiao Ye's figure reappeared. He slammed the cloak condensed by the smoke behind him. The cloak was as sharp as a knife. The flame in front of him was cut open.

"I think you should have had enough." Qiao Ye held the halberd in front of him and said coldly, "So, is it my turn?"

boom!

Qiao Ye slammed his foot up and stomped the ground, and the whole person flew forward. The halberd was dragged to the ground by Qiao Ye. It was cut open again, as if the entire ring was torn apart.

Ji Wuyuan held his chin, feeling weird.

Among the three types of martial spirits, Qiao Ye's martial spirit is definitely not the summoning type, so there are still the transformation type and the possessive type.

Judging from the terrifyingly large black halberd, Qiao Ye should be a transformed martial spirit. This kind of transformed weapon spirit is not uncommon, but the black smoke cloak on the back and Qiao Ye's face What's up with the one-fifth black mask?

Qiao Ye shredded the flames with the smoke cloak, which represented that it was not just the decoration attached to the halberd. Then, the shape of the smoke cloak and the shattered mask was more in line with the characteristics of a possessed spirit.

Have two forms of martial spirit at the same time?

Ji Wuyuan shook his head and murmured, "It's impossible."

Ji Wuyuan had never heard of martial spirits with multiple forms. If martial spirits of the realm are rare, there are still legends recorded in the literature, then the martial spirits of multiple forms are unheard of, never heard of.

And just when Ji Wuyuan was thinking, Qiao Ye had already killed Wang Tianfang.

Ji Wuyuan raised his eyebrows, this blow is very important, the two people's martial arts will collide here, and it will become the turning point of victory and defeat. At the same time, this blow can also show the rarity of Qiao Ye's martial arts. .

Wang Tianfang's Martial Soul Flame Demon is the rarity of the Imperial Dao level. If Qiao Ye has a Martial Soul and can't defend it, it means that the rarity of Qiao Ye's Martial Soul will never reach the Imperial Dao level. On the contrary, if That black halberd can fight against the Balrog, which means that it is at least a rare martial spirit at the imperial level.

"Death to me!"

Wang Tianfang roared, and the three fireballs behind him suddenly merged into one, and then became incomparably huge.

The huge fireball hung above Wang Tianfang's head, like a fiery little sun, and then was thrown out by Wang Tianfang in the direction of Qiao Ye.

at the same time……

With the black halberd on his back, Qiao Ye jumped into the air and met the huge fireball.

In the next instant, Qiao Ye raised the black halberd and slashed down towards the fireball.

Boom!

The sound of the explosion sounded again, and then, everyone's eyes widened, showing a stunned expression.

There was a black line in the center of the fireball, and the black crescent halberd was that line, going from top to bottom, smashing the huge fireball with one blow.

"Impossible!" Wang Tianfang said with a look of astonishment: "My flame demon..."

Suddenly, Wang Tianfang's pupils stared at the boss.

puff!

The bright red blood suddenly flew up, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the severe pain began to sweep.

Wang Tianzang looked down and saw a terrifying wound on his chest, spreading from his left shoulder to his ribs.

That blood is his!

"what!"

Wang Tianfang cried out miserably, clutching his chest and continuously retreating back.

Qiao Ye threw the halberd hard, throwing away the blood on the halberd blade.

"Hey, it's not dead!" Qiao Ye looked at the black halberd in his hand and murmured, "The first time I used it, did I not grasp the strength? It should be cut deeper."

"Bastard, bastard, bastard!" Wang Tianfang roared at Qiao Ye angrily: "Look what you have done!"

"What did you do?" Qiao Ye smiled and said, "I'm just killing you!"

boom!

Qiao Ye stepped on the ground again, the whole person rushed forward, and quickly came to Wang Tianfang.

Wang Tianfang's pupils shrank, there was an inexplicable feeling of fear, it seemed to be...

The breath of imminent death!

"How could I die here, in the hands of a little person like you." Wang Tianfang roared, "I am the one who survived, Yan Mowu!"

Wang Tianfang endured the severe pain and waved his hand vigorously.

The flames floating around immediately fluttered quickly, and converged in the direction of Qiao Ye, forming a bombardment.

Boom!

With the sound of flames bursting, when those flames merged, they turned into a pillar of fire and rushed into the sky.

Wang Tianfang said savagely: "The flame demon falls, give me death!"

Around the pillar of fire, the flames suddenly flowed backwards, like a waterfall of flames flowing backwards, straight to where Qiao Ye was.

Boom!

The second sound of explosion sounded, and the flame waterfall fell to the ground, turning into a circle of fire waves, pushing wildly towards the surroundings, one layer after another, surging.

"Let me get out of the way if you don't want to die!"

Ji Wuyuan snorted lowly, raised his palm and pushed it forward, surrounded by strong winds, Ji Wuyuan alone relied on the palm wind to push the flames back, always within the range of the ring.

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