Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 77

Huo Cheng, a fourth-rank martial artist, was promoted to second-rank on the eve of Qiao Ye's participation in the Battle of Yanyang Mountain, and came to Hedong Camp!

At the same time, Qiao Ye also showed a stunned expression, no wonder that the other party's eyebrows felt a little familiar.

At the same time, Huo Cheng had come to the front of the two of them, his eyes did not hide the fierceness, and he stared at Qiao Ye fiercely.

"It's none of your business what I do." Huo Cheng said, "I have an account with this brat to settle, so just don't see it."

Han Xuri said solemnly, "This is the Hedong Camp, not the Blood Sea Academy. Don't bring the academy's grievances here. General Shi found out. Do you think you have good fruit to eat?"

Huo Cheng looked at Qiao Ye with a sneer and said, "It's alright if you don't kill him, it's alright to learn from each other!"

When Huo Cheng said this, the corners of his mouth were smiling, but his smile was very ferocious.

"You said..." Huo Cheng grinned and said, "What will happen if I accidentally become disabled?"

"Send it back." A few people behind Huo Cheng laughed and said, "There is still disability fee to be paid."

Huo Cheng looked at Qiao Ye and said, "Little devil, I heard that you are here on the first day, and you will receive disability benefits when you arrive. This is a good thing. You don't have to work so hard here."

Han Xuri wanted to speak, but Qiao Ye pressed his shoulders with his hand.

Qiao Ye looked at Huo Cheng and said, "Does your mother have other sons and daughters?"

Huo Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you mean?"

Qiao Ye said: "Huo Xiu has been beaten to death by me. I'm afraid that I will beat you to death as well. No one will give your mother the care of you."

"Little devil, what do you think you are, and dare to speak to me like this?" Huo Cheng's eyes widened in an instant, and he gritted his teeth, "You don't believe that I will maim you?"

"Huo Xiu wanted to kill me, so I killed him. You want to maim me, then..." Qiao Ye suddenly laughed and said, "What do you think will happen to you?"

Huo Cheng said angrily: "What? You still want to maim me? I want to see, what ability do you have!"

Huo Cheng clenched his fist directly and punched Qiao Ye in the face.

Qiao Ye dodged and went directly to Han Xuri, so as not to harm Chi Yu, and immediately raised his palms.

boom!

Huo Cheng's fist slammed into Qiao Ye's palm, and was firmly dropped by Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye smiled and said, "Your strength doesn't seem to be as big as your tone."

Huo Cheng was clenched by Qiao Ye's fist. He felt that his fist was firmly clamped by pliers. He couldn't help being surprised. Hearing Qiao Ye's words, he was even more angry.

"I see you are courting death!"

Huo Cheng let out a low voice, and suddenly jumped up. He was in the air, and he stretched out a series of legs, moving towards the front, straight to Qiao Ye's face.

Qiao Ye released his hands, pointed his toes a little, his body floated out towards the back, grabbed the Tsing Yi umbrella hanging around his waist, and pointed towards the front. The attack is blocked.

After a moment, Huo Cheng fell to the ground, and Qiao Ye smiled and shook his finger.

Huo Cheng roared: "I won't maim you today, I'll take your surname!"

Huo Cheng bent his legs again and rushed forward, like a fierce tiger rushing towards food, and the man was in the air. He reached out and grabbed the saber at his waist.

Qiao Ye was not afraid, watching the blade attack, opened the umbrella in Tsing Yi, and directly greeted him.

Dang!

The crisp symphony sounded!

Don't look at the appearance of the Tsing Yi umbrella, it looks like a green bamboo oil-paper umbrella. It looks like it can be chopped with a single knife, but in fact, it is extremely strong and not damaged at all. Used as a shield.

On the other side, Huo Cheng raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly, "I didn't expect you to have some good things in your hand, but do you think I don't have them?"

The knife in Huo Cheng's hand was given to the second-class students by the Xuehai Academy, just like Qiao Ye's halberd, it was only a ninth-grade treasure.

Of course, this is already rich enough. Every second-class student in each class has a ninth-grade Noble Phantasm, which means that the Blood Sea Academy will smash hundreds of ninth-grade Noble Phantasms every session. In some small countries that only occupy one city, the number of Noble Phantasms that can be hoarded in the treasury is similar to this number.

However, relying on the ninth-grade Noble Phantasm to cut open the Tsing Yi umbrella is obviously a fool's dream.

Therefore, Huo Cheng quickly threw the knife away and lifted the hem of his clothes.

There was actually a narrow knife hanging across the back of this guy, only **** wide, with a purple gold scabbard on the outside, and when the knife was drawn, the surrounding was cold and cold, and it was seen that it was much stronger than the previous knife.

Seven-Rank Noble Phantasm, Purple Gold Knife!

Dang!

The weapons of the two collided again, making a crisp symphony.

Tsing Yi Umbrella and Zijin Knife staggered, Huo Cheng gritted his teeth and wrestled with Qiao Ye, but found that in terms of strength, he was not Qiao Ye's opponent at all, no matter how hard he tried, Qiao Ye would not move.

But at this moment...

A touch of cold light was amazing, but it was Qiao Ye who pulled out the thin sword hidden in the green umbrella and swept it forward.

This blow was especially abrupt. Huo Cheng's reaction was very fast, but it was still a little late. The clothes on his chest made a "hiss", and a hole was opened, and there was faint blood seeping out.

Huo Cheng hurriedly jumped towards the rear and kept a distance from Joe Ye.

"Purple Sword Sky Light!" Huo Cheng shouted in a low voice, "Cut!"

Huo Cheng stretched out his finger and smeared the purple gold knife, and the blade immediately burst into purple light.

Qiao Ye quickly opened the blue-clothed umbrella, and with a flick of his wrist, the green-clothed umbrella suddenly spun, colliding with the purple awns constantly, making a clanging sound, knocking all the purple awns down.

The same is a seventh-grade treasure, the Qingyi umbrella is not inferior to Huo Cheng's purple gold knife, and, after all, the Qingyi umbrella is Ji Wuyuan's collection, if it is not good enough, how can it be collected? Therefore, even if it is a seventh-grade Noble Phantasm, the strength of the Tsing Yi umbrella and the rarity of the materials are probably higher than that of Huo Cheng's purple gold sword.

Qiao Ye took a sword flower and looked at Huo Cheng and said, "Even if you change the weapon, is it useful?"

"Don't be too complacent!" Huo Cheng said angrily: "Today I swear to avenge my brother, and we will settle our accounts properly!"

While talking, Huo Cheng raised the purple gold knife in his hand, but instead of stabbing at Qiao Ye, he stabbed the ground fiercely.

Almost at the moment when the blade entered the ground, Huo Cheng's aura suddenly changed, and at the same time, the figure behind Huo Cheng grew and elongated at a speed visible to the naked eye. It turned into a huge circle of shadows, covering a large area around it.

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