Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 1111 Hands-on

Wei Ya looked at Qiao Ye without any expression on his face, and seemed calm.

But in Wei Ya's heart, there was already a stormy sea at this moment!

why…

so strong!

When it was clear that they were fighting for the half of the Spiritual God's decree, Qiao Ye was far from such a level, and he could only rely on Qiankun Vientiane to fight against them. , the strength shown by Qiao Ye is completely different from what it used to be!

Can someone really make progress so fast?

And Qiao Ye obviously didn't want to talk nonsense with Wei Ya. The moment he said that, he jumped forward, and the black halberd in his hand swept out forcefully in Wei Ya's direction.

The endless killing intent, and the fierceness revealed all over his body, even made Wei Ya hallucinate for a moment. It seemed that he was not alone, but a beast from ancient times.

But at this moment...

Suddenly, some colored rays of light flashed on the deck, and a blood spring appeared on the deck out of thin air, rose into the sky, and hit Qiao Ye.

With a bang, Qiao Ye was shaken away and hit the rail at the rear, and the rail snapped.

Yue Hualian looked at Wei Ya with a cold face.

"I invite you to come..." The woman from the Southern Blood Witch said faintly, "I asked you to protect me, not me!"

Wei Ya finally came back to his senses, looked in the direction of Qiao Ye, and then stretched out his hand to hold it, the cold air of Xuanming appeared in his palm, condensed into an ice sword, and said, "I'll deal with him!"

At this moment, the pressure that Qiao Ye brought to Wei Ya was enormous. After being hit, Qiao Ye didn't react at all, his eyes were blood red, showing murder.

Qiao Ye's arms were hanging down, dragging the black halberd, and walking forward, the halberd blade dragged across the deck and made a sound.

Wei Ya gritted his teeth fiercely, flicked his wrist, and the sword in his hand suddenly stabbed forward.

In an instant, the pieces of sword light formed a continuous piece, like a huge silver net, covering the sky and covering the earth in the direction of Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye smiled grimly, and the killing intent on his body was even stronger. Facing the silver net intertwined by the sword light, he did not have any intention of retreating, and rushed forward directly, and at the same time, his body suddenly burst into a golden brilliance.

Nine turns golden body!

Clang clang, clang clang, clang clang!

Jiuzhuanjin was possessed by his body, Qiao Ye didn't care about the Jianguang at all, and rushed directly. The swordlight kept slashing on Jiuzhuanjin's body, making a crisp symphony, but it couldn't hurt Qiao Ye in the slightest.

Almost in an instant, Qiao Ye forcibly broke through the silver net formed by the interweaving sword light and came directly to Wei Ya.

Wei Ya hurriedly slammed the sword on his chest, but Qiao Ye ignored it and stretched out his hand to grab Wei Ya's sword.

The sharp blade rubbed Qiao Ye's palm and touched the sword light of Jiuzhuan's golden body, making a harsh sound, and then, golden sparks burst out.

"what!"

Qiao Ye raised his head and roared, grabbed Wei Ya's long sword directly, and with a violent force, lifted Wei Ya up with his sword and threw it into the air.

Wei Ya's body twisted in mid-air and slashed downwards with another sword.

A sword out, the sword wind is awe-inspiring!

The sword qi flew horizontally, the wind whistled, and countless sword lights appeared, entwining the sword in Wei Ya's hand, along with Wei Ya's sword slashing downward, the sword light finally condensed into a giant sword, and then moved towards Qiao Ye. smash down.

Qiao Ye raised his head and glanced, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, showing contempt. Facing the falling giant sword, he raised his hand and poked out into the sky.

Boom!

The great sword fell, and then...

It was unexpectedly dropped by Qiao Ye's abrupt single palm.

Wei Ya was also shocked. After falling back to the deck, he let out a low roar and slashed out again with a sword.

The second gigantic phantom sword appeared in the air and fell abruptly. The two swords overlapped. The phantom phantom sword was even bigger and more terrifying.

Boom!

Qiao Ye was never knocked down by the phantom sword, but the deck under his feet was already unsupportable and shattered, and Qiao Ye fell into the cabin.

But it was only for a moment, the deck on the other side suddenly burst, and Qiao Ye rushed out again with the black halberd.

Wei Ya didn't dare to stop, didn't dare to let Qiao Ye approach him, let out a low roar, and slashed another sword.

The silver streamer is like a thorn, like a knife, like a sword, and it looks extremely sharp, as if it can pierce everything.

However, Qiao Ye still did not mean to dodge at all, and was resolutely not afraid!

Allowing those silver streamers to hit him and making the sound of "ding jingle", Qiao Ye stepped forward and quickly approached Wei Ya.

Suddenly, a large amount of smoke appeared beside Qiao Ye, spreading around.

Moving with the smoke, Qiao Ye's figure flashed and suddenly came to Wei Ya.

Qiao Ye's arm penetrated the flying sword light, directly pinched Wei Ya's throat, and lifted Wei Ya's whole body up.

"Our account..." Qiao Ye said in a hoarse voice, looking at Wei Ya, "It's time to settle it!"

Wei Ya struggled hard: "Help, help!"

Lan Muyu froze the sea and stepped on the sea.

Zhou Zhengtian also fled back from the sea long ago and jumped straight up.

But Qiao Ye didn't put the two of them in his eyes at all, and directly stretched out his hand to the side.

The next moment, behind Qiao Ye, a silver brilliance bloomed.

Sixteen prism lightsaber mirror!

In the silver brilliance, some phantoms emerged, and the sixteen prism lightsaber mirrors quickly took shape, and then the lightsabers continued to drill out of the mirror surface.

Accompanied by the continuous flying of the lightsabers towards the front, the sound of the explosion continued to sound, and the sea surface continued to burst, and even the sea surface in many places around it was like It was as if a piece had been hollowed out abruptly, and the bottom of the sea could be seen directly.

Qiao Ye knocked Lan Muyu and Zhou Zhengtian back with a single blow. At the same time, as Qiao Ye's palm tightened, Wei Ya's complexion gradually became ugly, showing a blue-purple color, obviously about to suffocate.

At the critical moment, suddenly, the deck under Qiao Ye's feet shattered again, and a gray arm suddenly stretched out from below, grabbed Qiao Ye's ankle and tugged it abruptly, directly dragging Qiao Ye into the cabin .

Zhong Ya's corpse puppet!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Qiao Ye has a personal grudge with Wei Ya, but it is time to take action. Their ultimate goal is to kill Wei Weiru in Lilac's hands. Then, Qiao Ye is a threshold that cannot be bypassed. Naturally, they should make concerted efforts. Kill Joe Ye.

at the same time…

After Qiao Ye fell into the cabin again, Zhong Ya's corpse puppet was also indomitable, and quickly rushed towards Qiao Ye again.

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