Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 116 Fierce Battle

"Hahahahaha..." Yue Shanhe suddenly laughed, looked at Qiao Ye and said, "The Kamikaze team exists because of me, because this is my Yue Shanhe team, so the Kamikaze team exists! "

Yue Shanhe raised his foot casually and kicked Jiang Siyu's body aside.

Yue Shanhe sneered and said, "These wastes are just made up by me."

Qiao Ye glanced at the corpse on the ground, and said, "Don't mess with my military achievements."

"Your military achievements?" Yue Shanhe said contemptuously: "Do you really think you can go back alive? It's just killing four trash, I haven't made a move yet!"

While talking, Yue Shanhe suddenly waved his hand forward.

Suddenly, the surrounding wind condensed and cut towards Qiao Ye.

Boom!

Qiao Ye raised the black halberd almost instinctively. The next moment, there was a violent impact, and Qiao Ye's pupils couldn't help but lock.

What a terrifying power!

The suddenly condensed wind blade actually pushed Qiao Ye's body backwards, and it spread out after a distance of seven or eight steps.

"Praise you a few words and think you are a human being?" Yue Shanhe sneered: "Killing you is just as easy as pie!"

Qiao Ye swung the black halberd to the side and said, "Then let me see how easy it is."

"Overestimating one's abilities!" Yue Shanhe shouted in a low voice, "Kill!"

The surrounding wind reappeared, coming from all directions, and quickly slashed towards Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye narrowed his eyes, manipulating Fengliu's ability to create wind blades.

Qiao Ye is very familiar with this ability!

Zhou Zheng's imperial level eighth-rank martial soul, Qinglan Liwu!

Yue Shanhe's spiritual ability is actually the same as Zhou Zheng's martial spirit, they both manipulate wind currents to create wind blades, but even if they are similar abilities, their power is completely different.

Compared with Yue Shanhe, Zhou Zheng's Qinglan Liwu is like a gentle breeze. Whether it is power, the speed of the wind blade, or even the destructive power, there are completely two levels of existence.

If Zhou Zheng's Qinglan Liwu is at the eighth rank, then Yue Shanhe's spiritual ability is definitely at the seventh rank.

At this moment, with a wave of Yue Shanhe's hand, there were as many as a hundred wind blades appearing in all directions, and they were densely packed and fell madly from the air towards the area where Qiao Ye was.

Boom, boom, boom!

The dense wind blades hit the ground directly, and immediately after that, the large area of ​​the ground exploded, and every wind blade fell would cut the ground mercilessly.

Pieces of flat gravel were constantly turned up from the ground.

Then……

Boom!

There was an even louder sound. After being attacked continuously, the ground was completely overwhelmed, and it collapsed directly downward, forming a huge deep pit with a depth of three to four meters, with a diameter exceeding terribly. Twenty meters.

That power, just by looking at it, makes people feel trembling.

"Is that all there is to it?" Yue Shanhe sneered, "I thought it would make me have some fun, but it turned out to be a piece of trash."

After Yue Shanhe finished speaking, he turned around and planned to leave, but at this moment...

"Trash..." Qiao Ye's voice suddenly sounded, "Are you talking about me?"

Yue Shanhe's footsteps paused, and then he turned around suddenly to look, his pupils shrank slightly, and the brows raised slightly.

Among the scattered dust, a figure was slowly coming out, with a ferocious halberd in his hand, appearing in front of Yue Shanhe again.

Not only was Qiao Ye not dead, her body was intact without any wounds.

"Interesting!" Yue Shanhe said: "It seems that we can play for a while longer."

The moment Yue Shanhe's words fell, he stretched out his hand again and waved towards the front again, and the surroundings were swept up again, faster and more tyrannical than before, with an aura capable of tearing everything apart, he pressed in the direction of Qiao Ye come over.

"Wuhun!" Qiao Ye looked deeply, raised his halberd and slammed forward, and said, "Dazzling demons!"

Countless black smoke erupted from Qiao Ye's feet, like a raging wave layer after layer, constantly churning and surging, rushing forward.

"Smoke?" Yue Shanhe looked at Qiao Ye and said, "In your Martial Domain, this thing is called Martial Soul, right? What a pity, your Martial Soul doesn't seem to be suitable for fighting against me. This kind of thing..."

Yue Shanhe's expression suddenly became fierce, and he waved vigorously forward.

Yue Shanhe shouted: "Just blow it away!"

Smoke and wind!

On the surface, Qiao Ye is naturally in an absolute situation, and the smoke should be easily blown away by the wind.

but……

Boom!

The next moment, Qiao Ye's black smoke collided with the wind of Yueshan River, not only did not disperse, but also continued to condense, condensed crazily, pushing each other with the wind, and did not lose the wind at all.

Yue Shanhe's expression changed, and then he raised his hand and slashed at the void, a huge wind blade was condensed again, directly pierced the black smoke, and slashed towards Qiao Ye without hesitation.

Bang!

Qiao Ye took a step forward without hesitation, swung his halberd vigorously, collided with the wind blade, smashed it into pieces, and then jumped forward with a leaning body.

Running forward quickly, and coming to Yue Shanhe, Qiao Ye quickly swept out with a halberd, but at this moment, the wind suddenly rolled up under Yue Shanhe's feet, and immediately after, Yue Shanhe's body was lifted into the air by the wind.

Qiao Ye growled and said, "Get out of here!"

With a grasp of the void, the surrounding black smoke rose, turning into a huge palm and grabbing towards Yue Shanhe, but at the moment when Yue Shanhe was about to hit, Yue Shanhe stretched out his hand and pressed down, the wind surged in the sky, and the falling wind flow was like a long spear , directly piercing the big hand of the smoke.

Qiao Ye immediately jumped to the side, and then...

Boom!

The ground shattered in an instant, shaking all around.

Yue Shanhe floated in the air, and shouted in a low voice: "The wind god roars!"

The surrounding wind gathered together, and with Yue Shanhe stretched out his hand, it fell obliquely from the air and hit the ground.

All the clouds in the sky were shaken away at this moment, and with the reverse rotation of the wind falling to the ground, the ground made a loud "boom, boom" sound, continuously shattering, and dust flying all around, covering the surrounding fields.

After a while, the sand and dust scattered, and there was a mud print of a hundred meters on the ground, but it was pierced by the wind.

but……

No joe!

Among the broken ground, there was no figure of Qiao Ye.

Yue Shanhe quickly looked around, and then...

"Get off!" Qiao Ye's voice suddenly sounded above Yue Shanhe's head: "I don't like people looking down on me!"

Yue Shanhe was astonished and raised his head suddenly, but Qiao Ye jumped above his head at some point.

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