Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 222 I just got serious

Click, click!

The ground continued to shatter, and the shattered stones were pulled by the strong suction, and countless stones rose from the ground continuously.

"Qiao Ye, you should be honored!" Xian Yuran said with a smirk, "You managed to provoke me, and you have been honored for it, making me willing to kill you myself!"

While talking, Xian Yuran clasped his hands fiercely, and the flying gravel flew towards Qiao Ye.

"Spiritual Wave Spinning Technique!"

Seeing Qiao Ye dodging sideways and dodging the gravel again, Xian Yuran let out another low shout, and the rock that flew out immediately began to shrink back and hit Qiao Ye's back!

Lingbo Twisting Pattern Kungfu, a very powerful and strange technique, comes from the Shenmen Dojo. It is only the eighth rank at the beginning, and the second rank can be obtained after completion. The strange thing about this skill is that the ordinary skills are all Bombardment, but this technique is to reverse the flow of energy to form a reverse attack, one in and one out, it is extremely difficult to defend.

Since she couldn't hide, Qiao Ye didn't want to hide anymore. With a low drink, she stepped on the ground with one foot!

Boom!

The ground under his feet was crushed by Qiao Ye's stepping. In the next moment, the muscles of Qiao Ye's whole body tensed up, and the gravel kept hitting Qiao Ye's body, and then smashed into pieces, like hitting a wall.

Xian Yuran said in a low voice, "I'll see how long you can last!"

Xian Yuran shot again in a low voice, the ground around him collapsed, and lumps of dirt bulged up one by one, and the flying gravel hit, Qiao Ye turned around violently, and blasted out with a palm.

The three forms of Tianwu, break the palm of the sky!

A huge handprint was condensed in the air, and it was slammed down downward. After one blow, the gravel was directly crushed into powder.

But also at this moment...

Xian Yuran had already come to Qiao Ye and punched Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye didn't retreat, and punched back with the same punch.

boom!

The fists of the two collided in the air, making a dull sound, but the feeling was strange. When the two fists collided together, Qiao Ye didn't feel the violent impact. On the contrary, when the fists closed, Qiao Ye found that his fist seemed to be stuck, and as Xian Yuran retracted his arm, Qiao Ye was pulled over.

The next moment, Xian Yuran raised her leg and swept across, hitting Qiao Ye's lower abdomen with one kick, kicking Qiao Ye backwards.

Qiao Ye looked at her belly, hooked the corners of her mouth, looked at Xian Yuran and said, "I take back what I just said, you are still qualified to let me fight you."

Although he is not ashamed of Xian Yuran's behavior style, but Xian Yuran's strength is indeed not weak, or to put it another way, even if Xian Yuran has a strong background and is born with great power, if he is a waste, he can't get it either. With so much favor, it is precisely because Xian Yuran has shown enough talent and strength that he can be so arrogant, always be favored, and bully others.

"I don't know how to repent when I'm about to die!" Xian Yuran snorted coldly, and said again: "I'll kill you!"

Xian Yuran punched Qiao Ye again, and the Lingbo Spinning Art was launched again. When Qiao Ye raised his fist to fight back, it was as if the fist had hit cotton, and the power was completely dispelled. The spirit wave spin pattern skill was absorbed again.

Xian Yuran smiled ferociously, and raised his leg again, the scene was almost exactly the same as before.

but……

boom!

Xian Yuran once again swept across Qiao Ye's waist, this time, Qiao Ye remained motionless and took Xian Yuran's blow hard.

"Finished?" Qiao Ye cracked his mouth and said, "It's my turn!"

boom!

Qiao Ye suddenly punched Xian Yuran's face!

The speed of Qiao Ye's punching was obviously a little faster than before. Xian Yuran didn't even have a chance to activate the Lingbo Spinning Art, and was hit in the face by Qiao Ye's punch, and the moment he retreated backward, Qiao Ye Curling up his legs, he pedaled hard, and his body rushed forward like a preying cheetah.

boom!

Qiao Ye kicked Xian Yuran's chest, and Xian Yuran's footing was not stable, so she backed up again, staggering a little, and managed to stabilize her body. When she looked up, she found that Qiao Ye was coming up again.

Attacks like a storm, one after another, did not give Xian Yuran any chance to breathe.

Seeing Qiao Ye raise his leg to sweep towards him, Xian Yuran gritted his teeth and raised his arm. Although he blocked Qiao Ye's attack, Xian Yuran couldn't resist the attacking force. His legs softened and he knelt down on the ground. With the shoulder against the arm, it is barely possible to be blown away.

Qiao Ye looked down at Xian Yuran and said, "I've just been serious, but you can't do it?"

Xian Yuran's rather handsome face was completely distorted at this moment. With such a noble status, he had never knelt down before anyone.

Feeling the deep humiliation, Xian Yuran became even more angry, shouting hysterically: "I'm going to kill you, I must kill you!"

While talking, Xian Yuran's body was shining brightly, a surge of life force suddenly burst out from Xian Yuran's body.

"Martial Soul!" Xian Yuran yelled angrily, "Blood-stained thorns!"

Diming-level eighth-rank Martial Soul, blood-stained thorns!

Boom, boom, boom!

The surrounding ground trembled violently again, and along with the trembling of the ground, one after another cracks appeared continuously, criss-crossing around the two of them.

In the next instant, blood-colored thorns and vines emerged continuously from the cracks in the ground. Each one was more than ten meters long and covered with hideous spikes. Qiao Ye stabbed in the direction.

Qiao Ye immediately jumped towards the rear, two thorny vines crossed and passed in front of Qiao Ye, and after hitting the ground, the ground was smashed to pieces.

Xian Yuran got up from the ground, and yelled at Qiao Ye viciously: "Kill me!"

Almost instantly, more than a dozen blood-colored thorns and vines jumped into the air at the same time, swaying left and right, and then, like living creatures, came from all directions and hit Qiao Ye directly.

"call!"

Qiao Ye opened his mouth, and two wisps of black smoke floated away from the corner of his mouth. Behind Qiao Ye, the black smoke condensed into a huge black cloak, flying with the wind!

The moment those thorns and vines fell, Qiao Ye grabbed the black cloak and swept it forward.

The black cloak was like a sharp blade. After sweeping forward, it directly cut off the dozen or so thorny vines!

but……

Useless!

Those thorns and vines kept surging, and the places that were cut off quickly grew again, and continued to fall in the direction of Qiao Ye.

Boom, boom, boom!

The sound of the ground collapsing rang out continuously, and a large cloud of sand and dust flew into the air, covering the surrounding fields.

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