Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 119

Wei Junzhuo!

Qiao Ye immediately thought of the name. Several days had passed since he killed Lin Haoran. As long as Wei Junzhuo was not an idiot, he knew that Lin Haoran must be dead.

You don't need to think too much about the next thing. Since Lin Haoran's threat to Qiao Ye doesn't work, how could Wei Junzhuo make it easier for Qiao Ye? He naturally spread the fact that Qiao Ye has the blood of the Spirit Race. Enough for most people in Hedong Daying to know about it.

Qiao Ye looked at each other. The second-class student in front of him was Xue Tao, who was at the sixth level of the Wuling Realm. He was not an old student among the second-class students. He was in the same group as Lin Haoran and Wei Zhuojun, and he was a newcomer. Second-class students, Qiao Ye had seen three of them often mix together during practice.

This guy is a game!

Although Xue Tao spoke righteously, there was a hint of banter in his words, and, looking past Xue Tao, he soon saw Wei Zhuojun among the crowd watching.

Obviously, Xue Tao discussed with Wei Zhuojun and specially waited for Qiao Ye's return near the camp gate. As for when Qiao Ye will return, it doesn't matter. Anyway, the newly promoted second-class students are very free and don't need it. Patrol, just wait every day, so that when Qiao Ye returns, he will immediately block Qiao Ye and make things worse.

Qiao Ye took a deep breath, and said to the other party: "Go away, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you now!"

Xue Tao said: "Do you have no time to talk to me, or do you have a guilty conscience and dare not confront me?"

Qiao Ye said: "I have the blood of the Spiritual Race, so what?"

Qiao Ye was too lazy to entangle with the other party, anyway, this matter can't be kept secret, and it's not a secret in Xuanning Country, if you want to find out, you can find out, Qiao Ye just wants to send Xue Tao away and send Han Xuri in quickly.

Sure enough, after Qiao Ye admitted, the faces of many second-class students around changed.

Although there have been rumors about this in the past few days, they are only rumors if they have not been confirmed, and most people don't care much about them, but if it is confirmed, it is another matter, not to mention that Qiao Ye personally admitted it.

The eyes of many second-class students were gloomy. Although they didn't express it, they looked at Qiao Ye with obvious unkindness.

Qiao Ye wanted to bypass Xue Tao and move forward, but Xue Tao stopped him again.

"It's good if you admit it." Xue Tao said: "But just because you admit it, you are not qualified to enter here. This is the battlefield of the Nine Realms, the camp of the Blood Sea Academy. You are a bastard with the blood of the Spirit Race. What came in? Get out of here!"

Qiao Ye said in a deep voice: "Let me advise you, you'd better get out of here, can't you see that there are wounded on my side?"

"If I don't get out of the way, what can you do? Do you still want to do it?" Xue Tao said with a playful smile: "The wounded? Han Xuri, this guy, hangs out with you all day, you are the same group, and say no Sure, you are still spies sent by Lingyu!"

"Stop farting there!" Qiao Ye's eyes turned fierce and said, "I'll say it again for the last time, are you going to get lost?"

Xue Tao said: "Is what I said wrong? General Shi asked you to go on patrol and see that the group of people you selected still have a lot of disabilities. I think you did it on purpose and didn't want to do anything at all."

Xue Tao laughed out loud as he spoke, and pointed to Han Xuri behind Qiao Ye.

"Return the wounded?" Xue Tao said: "Maybe it's just a scheming, get some injuries and pretend to have fought with the Tianling people, but in fact there is nothing wrong with it..."

boom!

Before Xue Tao finished speaking, Qiao Ye suddenly lifted his foot, kicked Xue Tao's chest fiercely, and kicked Xue Tao flying away.

"I'm fucking telling you to go away!" Qiao Ye said in a low voice, "Are you deaf?"

"You really dare to do it?"

Xue Tao fell to the ground in astonishment, looked up at Qiao Ye, and immediately felt overjoyed.

Isn't he just trying to make things big?

Qiao Ye's kick was equivalent to making things worse!

Originally, a fight in Hedong Daying was not a big deal, but Shi Jue just didn't allow the robes to fight each other. After all, with the style of Xuehai Academy, many students have enmity, let alone come from different countries, and some have always had animosity. Feud.

However, with Qiao Ye's current situation, it would be another matter if he beat someone up.

Xue Tao yelled loudly: "Come and see, the bastards from Lingyu have beaten people, and they don't care about our Hedong camp!"

Xue Tao was not afraid of embarrassment, so he yelled and got up on the ground, looking at Qiao Ye fiercely.

"What are you still standing there for?" Xue Tao shouted, "Come on, come on, this guy is a bastard in the spirit realm, and he's not one of our own. What's the difference between killing him and killing a Tianlingren? Kill him for me!" !"

The second-class students that Xue Tao came with were already instigated by Xue Tao. Now that Xue Tao came up with such a high-sounding reason, there is no reason to hesitate. It is righteous to kill Qiao Ye, so they rushed forward together.

"I don't have time to waste time with you guys!" Qiao Ye said with a gloomy expression, "Get out of here!"

Qiao Ye supported Han Xuri with both hands, unable to free himself, but...

It is enough to have legs!

A second-class student had just rushed up, and Qiao Ye rushed forward without hesitation, even faster than the opponent, and kicked the opponent's chest, sending him flying.

"You defeated a martial artist of the seventh level of the Martial Spirit Realm, absorbed the power of the Martial Soul, and obtained the value of the Martial Soul: 5800 points."

After the blow, Qiao Ye jumped up without any pause, and swept out in mid-air, continuously connecting points forward.

Bang, bang, bang!

There was a heavy collision sound, and then in front of Qiao Ye, figures flew out one after another towards the rear.

"You defeated a martial artist of the sixth level of the Martial Spirit Realm, absorbed the power of the Martial Soul, and obtained the value of the Martial Soul: 5500 points."

"You defeated a martial artist of the seventh level of the Martial Spirit Realm, absorbed the power of the Martial Soul, and obtained the value of the Martial Soul: 5800 points."

"You defeated a martial artist of the sixth level of the Martial Spirit Realm, absorbed the power of the Martial Soul, and obtained the value of the Martial Soul: 5500 points."

...

It was almost a face-to-face effort, and the second-class students who had just rushed up all flew backwards and fell to the ground, wailing continuously.

Xue Tao stirred his throat, and finally felt some fear in his heart, but seeing Qiao Ye walking towards him, he still said forcefully: "What? You, a spy sent by the spiritual realm, still want to kill me?"

Qiao Ye stopped, met Xue Tao's eyes, and said word by word: "Do you really think I dare not?"

bang, bang bang...

At this moment, Xue Tao felt that he could hear his heart beating clearly in his ears, and a large amount of cold sweat appeared on his back involuntarily, and beads of sweat continued to ooze from the corners of his forehead.

In the blink of an eye, Xue Tao's face became extremely pale.

That's what death feels like!

The moment Xue Tao met Qiao Ye's eyes, Xue Tao even felt as if he had died once!

thump!

Xue Tao's feet went limp, and he fell to the ground directly. There was even a light yellow liquid seeping out from Xue Tao's crotch.

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