Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 215 Lose Two More

Those who were still standing in the ring felt a chill in their hearts.

They finally understood the meaning of Joe Ye's words.

Anyone who cannot survive this blow is not qualified to participate in the next battle.

because……

They are all dead!

boom!

At the same time, Qiao Ye waved his halberd, cut off the blood thorn in front of him, and stepped forward.

This is the first time that Qiao Ye has left his original position, and the first time the range of activities exceeds the circle that Qiao Ye drew by himself.

"Let me count, how many are left..." Qiao Ye smiled grimly: "1, 2, 3..."

Boom!

Suddenly, the ground behind Qiao Ye burst open, and two young men dressed in black jumped out from behind, holding daggers in their hands, and stabbed Qiao Ye's back with force.

Brother Feng!

The Feng family in Jianmen's homeland does not operate a dojo, nor is it a place of inheritance, nor is it a noble family, but an organization that painstakingly cultivates assassins, and Feng Xinbao, Feng Zimo, and Feng Zimo are the outstanding existences of the young generation of the Feng family. Both of them are the seventh-order martial arts realm, and they are not outstanding, but they are very good at assassination!

The so-called assassination is to appear in the most critical position at the most critical moment, and then...

Kill each other!

The Feng brothers found such an opportunity, and when Qiao Ye was unprepared, they suddenly came and attacked Qiao Ye's back.

The corners of their mouths couldn't help but smile.

Qiao Ye is very strong and terrifying. Many people don't know how stupid they are until they die. The benefits that Yan Beixing promised are not what they can get.

But precisely because of Qiao Ye's strength, the two firmly believe that after such a terrifying blow, Qiao Ye will definitely be proud and will take it lightly.

They just have to seize the moment and then...

Dang, Dang!

The daggers of the two stabbed Qiao Ye's back at the same time, but after the crisp symphony, the daggers of the two were not able to pierce the dark armor on Qiao Ye's body!

The faces of the two showed consternation at the same time. The dagger was not an ordinary dagger, but an illusion of their martial spirits. This was equivalent to the direct and hard defense of the martial spirits on both sides, and the result was the martial spirits of the Feng brothers. completely crushed.

What rank is Qiao Ye's martial spirit?

The thought flashed across the minds of the two of them.

Then……

puff!

At the moment when the two had doubts, Qiao Ye didn't look back at all, and the black halberd in his hand suddenly swept out towards the rear.

In the next moment, the eldest brother of the Feng family's pupils stared, his body was cut in two at the same time, and fell from the air to the ground, his eyelids could not be closed, and he couldn't rest his eyes with doubts.

"You defeated a martial artist of the seventh rank of Martial Madness, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 9600 points."

"You defeated a martial artist of the seventh rank of Martial Madness, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 9600 points."

Qiao Ye raised his arm and swung away the blood on the black spear.

"Let's lose two more!" Qiao Ye looked forward and said, "There are still seven people left, are you coming over? Or am I?"

The remaining seven people are the strongest in this battle of kings, and the reason why they are still alive, but even so, looking at the densely packed corpses hanging on the blood-colored spikes, the seven people are from head to toe. A chill.

"What are you afraid of!" Zhang Zhun said in a low voice: "Even if he is capable, after killing so many people, it should be a lot of consumption. Let's go together, and the consumption will kill him!"

As Zhang Zhun spoke, he stepped out first and slammed his foot up!

On Zhang Zhun's body, a circle of golden rays of light appeared, and the surrounding air waves rolled up and pushed away, cutting off the surrounding blood thorns, and then stepped forward fiercely, punching Qiao Ye from the air.

The huge golden fist reappeared, coming with the whistling sound of the wind, constantly smashing the blood thorns in front.

Qiao Ye raised his head and said, "Since you are so confident, let's start with you!"

Meeting the golden fist mark, Qiao Ye fell directly with a halberd.

Boom!

There was a loud explosion, the golden fist was shattered by Qiao Ye's halberd, and the terrifying huge wave pushed back, Zhang Zhun was directly thrown away, the clothes on his chest were torn, and his blood was blurred, but Zhang Zhun was still in the air. Expecting a carp to stand up, he stood up again.

Zhang Zhun's Angry Eye King Kong is not only powerful in physical attack, but also quite good in defense. This is a feature that all martial arts related to Buddhism have. The golden body of Buddhism is resistant to beating!

at the same time……

With Zhang Zhun's shot, the others were not idle, and they all jumped over the surrounding blood thorns and killed in the direction of Qiao Ye.

Di Qiulong of Qinglong Dojo let out a low voice and spread his arms.

"Martial soul!" Di Qiulong roared, "Falling in the waves!"

Around Di Qiulong, a ray of light like white waves appeared, and then, a seven or eight-meter-long white flood dragon appeared, twisted and tossed in the air, and swooped down towards Qiao Ye.

"Just a snake..." Qiao Ye sneered: "You dare to call it a dragon?"

When the white flood dragon came to Qiao Ye, before the **** mouth could open, Qiao Ye suddenly jumped up and put a palm on the head of the white flood dragon.

Boom!

The huge body of the white flood dragon was actually pressed to the ground by Qiao Ye with a blow, smashing the arena into pieces.

After a blow, Qiao Ye did not stop, but turned around and waved his halberd!

Because, at the moment when Qiao Ye succeeded, behind Qiao Ye, there was a sudden howling wind.

Lan Bao, the son of the flying cavalry general of the Tianyuan Kingdom!

Boom!

The moment Lan Bao rushed out, there was an extra set of silver armor on his body.

Emperor Taoist Grade 8 Martial Spirit, Silver Dragon Battle Armor!

The fist collided with the black halberd, making a crisp symphony sound. Although Qiao Ye didn't cut the armor with a halberd, Lan Bao was smashed by Qiao Ye with a halberd, and he couldn't resist the attack from the halberd at all. After falling on the ground, the strength of the tumbler continued to roll, and it was difficult for him to stabilize his body.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

At this time, sudden strange laughter came from all directions.

Bai Lingfeng, a disciple of Wuxun Dojo!

and……

Earth Ming-level eighth-rank summoning type Martial Spirit!

Hell monk!

The little monk from **** was only the size of a slap, wearing a black cassock and a skull head, standing in the palm of Bai Lingfeng's hands, his mouth opened and closed, making that piercing weird laughter.

Almost instantly, Qiao Ye felt a dizzy feeling in his head, and even the qi in his body became disordered in the laughter, and the black smoke lingering around, because of the abnormality of Qiao Ye's body, also began to change. Unsteady, constantly shaking, scattered, and then re-converged!

Spiritual attack type spirit!

and……

The attack of the little monk from **** was not just a mental attack!

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