Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 223 Go to the Lord of Hell to report

"Hahahahaha..." Xian Yuran laughed arrogantly: "Qiao Ye, what if you don't want to? I just wanted you to lose, but you don't want to, so you can only die!"

"What are you so happy about?"

Suddenly, a cloud of black smoke rushed into the sky, rolling away the surrounding sand and dust.

Qiao Ye wore black armor and stepped out of the black smoke with a halberd in hand.

Looking up at Xian Yuran, Qiao Ye said quietly, "I'm not dead yet!"

Xian Yuran's smile froze, his chest heaving, and he shouted at Qiao Ye: "Then take another blow from me, and then die!"

Xian Yuran stretched out his hand and waved towards the front, and the thorns and vines that were constantly dancing around moved closer to Qiao Ye from all directions again and kept falling.

Qiao Ye's figure flashed, flashing and moving quickly, passing through the thorns and vines quickly.

The speed of those thorn vines is very fast, and the power of the bombardment is not small. The most important thing is that it also has the ability to regenerate. It seems that simply cutting off the thorn vines is not much harm to those thorn vines, and they can immediately grow again. come out.

The Martial Spirit of the Earth Ming level is indeed quite extraordinary. Even if the potential for growth is not mentioned, it has powerful characteristics in itself. At least Qiao Ye has not found that the thorns and vines have obvious shortcomings.

So……

Qiao Ye jumped into the air, then raised his hand sharply in the air, and threw the black halberd in his hand towards Xian Yuran.

Xian Yuran sneered, and a thorny vine suddenly emerged from the ground behind, constantly wrapping around Xian Yuran's body, completely wrapping Xian Yuran's body.

puff!

The black halberd fell and cut the thorn vines open, but was unable to kill Xian Yuran with one blow.

Xian Yuran laughed wildly and said, "How dare you fight against me for such a **** martial spirit? Give me death!"

The thorns and vines from all directions came madly again, and attacked Qiao Ye continuously. Qiao Ye also quickly stepped on the footwork of Jiugong flying stars in the air, and kept flashing and moving in the air.

Suddenly, Qiao Ye's eyes lit up!

Those thorns and vines are drilled from the ground, but the rare martial spirit is not a summoning type, but an illusion type, and the characteristics of the illusion type are naturally transformed directly, so there is no need to use the ground. as a medium.

Qiao Ye immediately let out a low roar, stretched out his hand to hold it in the void, and after a cloud of black smoke swirled around, Qiao Ye threw the black halberd hard at the ground.

Boom!

The black halberd fell from the air, continuously cut open the thorns and vines that were blocking the front, and then hit the ground fiercely. After a loud noise, the ground shattered, and countless boulders rose up, and the ground collapsed abruptly. a piece of it, revealing a circle of deep pits, and...

A giant cyan seed!

Around the green seeds, there are dense thorns and vines.

Qiao Ye's mouth cracked, no wonder those thorns and vines were useless, it turned out to be just a part of the illusion of martial arts.

In the next moment, Qiao Ye stretched out his hand again, and the black halberd appeared in his hand again. Then, with a flick of his wrist, Qiao Ye threw the black halberd toward the bottom again.

Xian Yuran's expression changed, and he shouted in a low voice, "Defense!"

The thorns and vines in all directions quickly gathered, crisscrossed and stacked together, trying to block the black spear.

Boom!

An earth-shattering loud noise appeared, and the black halberd shrouded the smoke and collided with the crisscrossing thorns and vines, constantly pushing and colliding with each other.

The surrounding sand and dust are flying, and the rocks are piercing the air!

Xian Yuran gritted his teeth, although it seemed to be evenly matched, the interlaced thorns and vines were sinking visibly to the naked eye, and they were breaking one by one.

Qiao Ye sneered: "I see how long you can last!"

"Qiao Ye, you forced me!" Xian Yuran gritted his teeth and pulled out a red seed the size of a thumb: "Do you know what this is? This is the core of a tree planted by demon blood for three thousand years. Grade three spiritual materials!"

At the moment when Xian Yuran said something, he threw the core out!

Like a flower bud, the huge blue seed suddenly opened and swallowed the core.

Almost in an instant, the surrounding thorns and vines radiated **** light, and the power suddenly soared, and bit by bit, the falling black halberd was pressed back.

Obviously, that fruit core can enhance the martial spirit of Xian Yuran, but it is only a spiritual material, and it will be gone after one use.

And the third-grade spiritual material, even if it is Xian Yuran, is quite painful.

"It's a pity..." Qiao Ye said coldly: "Do you think you can win by paying a third-grade spiritual material as the price?"

Qiao Ye kicked his legs and jumped into the air again, and with a single move of his hands, a black halberd appeared in his hands again!

If one handle is not enough, then two handles, if two handles are not enough, then three handles...

Boom, boom!

The two black halberds were thrown from the air by Qiao Ye again, surrounded by thick black smoke, like two black stars falling to the ground.

A violent sound appeared, and the three black halberds joined forces, and the thorny vines that had just raised their heads were pressed down again.

puff!

Xian Yuran spit out blood with a look of astonishment, and looked at the black smoke that was constantly scattered above his head in disbelief.

His own martial spirit is the eighth-rank Earth Ming rank, and using the third-rank spiritual material can temporarily raise the martial spirit to the seventh-rank, or even the peak state of the seventh-rank!

Why?

Why is this still suppressed by Qiao Ye?

There seems to be only one answer!

Xian Yuran took a deep breath, looked at Qiao Ye and said, "Is your Martial Spirit a Heavenly Selection? Or is it a sixth-rank?"

"Guess what?" Qiao Ye hooked his mouth and said, "Unfortunately, even if you know the answer, it's useless!"

Boom!

At the moment when Qiao Ye said that, the thorns and vines finally couldn't hold it anymore, completely burst open, turned into pieces, and flew out towards the surroundings, falling all over the ground.

The cyan seed was completely cut in half the moment the black halberd landed.

puff!

Xian Yuran opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and his martial spirit was directly destroyed. He also suffered a backlash and was severely injured.

"You defeated a martial artist of the eighth rank of Martial Madness, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Value: 10,000 points."

Xian Yuran watched Qiao Ye come towards him, and said in a low voice, "Qiao Ye, don't you really dare to kill me? Even if you are a student of Xuehai Academy, Xuehai Academy can't handle this matter, my father is absolutely I won't let you go, you have only one dead end, not only you, but also your country will be trampled by Loulan's iron hoofs, and all your clansmen will be slaughtered!"

"Do you think this will scare me?" Qiao Ye came to Xian Yuran, suddenly leaned over, and whispered in Xian Yuran's ear, "Go to the Lord of Hell to report!"

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