Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 591 Battle of the Masts

"You defeated a demonizer of the seventh rank of Demon Sect Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 30,000 points."

Killing one person again, Qiao Ye stretched out his hand to the side.

Dense blood-colored thorns rose from the deck, overlapping in a crisscross pattern, completely sealing the entrance to the cabin.

Sun Ang frowned, then waved to the demon halls to move away, looked at Qiao Ye and said, "Brother, your skills are very good, are you interested in joining my demon hall to find an errand, and you can count as a team in the main hall with your ability. Yes, it's not a big problem."

Qiao Ye said indifferently: "You devil hall, you are not worthy!"

Sun Ang's expression changed, and his expression gradually became gloomy. He looked at Qiao Ye and said, "If you don't eat or drink a toast, I think you don't know how to praise!"

As Sun Ang spoke, he stretched out his hand to the side and pulled out two knives from the space treasure.

The two knives looked very strange, they should be in the style of a machete, but they were bent too much. A normal machete is just the curvature of a crescent moon, while the two knives in Sun Ang's hand were in the shape of a half moon. It was almost half a circle, and it was quite huge. If it was placed upright on the ground, it would almost reach Sun Ang's waist.

Sun Ang looked at Qiao Ye coldly and said, "Don't say I won't give you a chance, I'll ask again, if you are willing to defect now, I can leave you a way to live, and give you glory and wealth, but if you are obsessed, I will I can only send you to see the King of Hell."

Qiao Ye laughed and said: "The last person who wanted to send me to see the King of Hell, the grass on his grave is three feet high now!"

"It seems that you are tired of living, so there is nothing you can do!"

The moment Sun Ang said that, he suddenly raised his hand and threw the knife directly at Qiao Ye.

The knife kept spinning in the air, turned into an arc, and came towards Qiao Ye at a terrifyingly fast speed.

Dang, Dang, Dang!

The knife kept spinning, slashing at Qiao Ye's chest continuously, making a crisp symphony, but there were metal sparks, but it was completely blocked by Qiao Ye's nine-turn golden body. .

Sun Ang's pupils shrank, he raised his hand again, and threw out the second knife. The knife seemed to be pulled by some force. Slash Joe Ye's body.

Qiao Ye was still indifferent, allowing the opponent to slash.

After a short while, Qiao Ye took a step, and after a low growl, he opened his arms and sent the two strange knives flying.

Sun Ang raised his hand and grabbed the knife back into his hand.

at the same time……

Qiao Ye stretched out his hand and swiped towards the front, and a silvery brilliance appeared, all over the front of Qiao Ye.

Sixteen prism lightsaber mirror!

One side of the sixteen-sided lightsaber mirror appeared in front of Qiao Ye, and the mirror shone with light, and then one silver lightsaber shot out continuously.

The two demons who were quite close to Qiao Ye didn't even have a chance to react, their throats were pierced, and blood was flowing!

"You defeated a demonizer of the seventh rank of Demon Sect Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Value: 32,000 points."

"You defeated a demonizer of the ninth rank of Demon Sect Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 41,000 points."

Sun Ang raised his brows and jumped forward before the sixteen-sided lightsaber mirror injured more demons. The two swords in his hands danced together, the dance was airtight and water could not get in. All the swords were blocked.

After blocking those lightsabers, Sun Ang slammed his toes a little and rushed forward, the sword in his hand swept across and hit Qiao Ye directly.

Dang!

The swords and halberds collided, making a crisp sound.

Qiao Ye stretched out his hand to support Sun Ang's double saber, raised his leg sharply and swept across, Sun Ang jumped directly, stepped on Qiao Ye's black halberd, and jumped directly to the mast behind, and then threw the saber downward, wanting to get out of the way. A passage was cut above, allowing those demons to enter the cabin.

Qiao Ye was naturally reluctant, and also jumped up, swung the knife away with a halberd and landed on the mast.

It is difficult to step on the crossbar of the mast, and there is not much room to dodge, so...

When the road meets, the brave wins!

Dang!

Neither of them had any intention of flinching, and rushed towards each other quickly, holding their weapons and slashing towards each other, and then, the crisp sound of weapons chirping sounded.

After the blow, Sun Ang couldn't help frowning. With great strength, he tossed in the air, and while avoiding the attack, he landed firmly on the crossbar.

However, Sun Ang was not too surprised, because Qiao Ye used a halberd. The halberd is the weapon of the tyrant. Among the long weapons, the most tyrannical, the halberd has a lot of supernatural power.

On the contrary, Qiao Ye was a little surprised. Sun Ang's pair of knives were not small, much larger than ordinary knives, but they took a light and light path, doing backflips to avoid attacks. It would be fine if they were on the ground. , the bar can't stand side by side with both feet.

However, the two of them wanted to think about it, but the movements in their hands were not slow. Qiao Ye Yiji moved forward again. After being held by Sun Ang, Qiao Ye directly relied on his own strength to pull the black halberd horizontally.

With a hissing sound, the mast was directly cut open by Qiao Ye's halberd and fell towards the bottom.

Sun Ang didn't touch Qiao Ye, he grabbed a knife in his mouth, grabbed the rope hanging from the mast, and swung out into the air, avoiding the halberd and coming behind Qiao Ye, kicking with a kick. On Qiao Ye's back, he wanted to kick Qiao Ye off the mast.

However, Qiao Ye's body was full of light, and the golden body of nine turns directly took a kick.

Sun Ang couldn't help frowning, and then he thought of something, a serpentine silver energy suddenly swirled around the machete, and slashed at Qiao Ye again.

"Snake Sword Technique!"

This time, the knife slashed on Qiao Ye's body, and the serpent-shaped silver energy moved, directly severing a hole in Qiao Ye's nine-turn golden body.

Sun Ang's mouth loosened, the knife dropped his palm, and he sneered: "So that's the case, this horizontal training is very powerful in defense, but it can only resist pure sword attacks. It doesn't work."

Qiao Ye pouted. The accurate statement should be to resist pure physical attacks. If the martial arts and martial arts are also pure physical attacks, it will not work.

However, Qiao Ye naturally wouldn't talk to Sun Ang about this kind of thing, but sneered: "So what? Do you think that if you can finally break through my defense, you can win? "

As Qiao Ye spoke, he raised his halberd and swept it out. The blade of the halberd swept over the vertical pole in the center of the mast. The vertical pole suddenly broke and fell downward.

After the halberd, Qiao Ye quickly approached Sun Ang again, and their weapons slashed together again.

Weapons crossed and wrestled with each other. Sun Ang gritted his teeth and competed for strength. He was obviously not Qiao Ye's opponent, and the two knives in his hand were gradually pressed back.

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