Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 223 Let's report to Lord Yan

"Hahahahahaha..." Xian Yuran laughed presumptuously and said, "Qiao Ye, so what if you don't want to? I just wanted you to lose, but you didn't want to, so you can only die!"

"What are you so happy about?"

Suddenly, a black smoke rose into the sky, rolling away the surrounding dust.

Qiao Ye was wearing black armor and walked out of the black smoke with a halberd in hand.

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

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

Xian Yuran stretched out his hand and waved it forward, and the thorns and vines dancing all around came closer to Qiao Ye from all directions again, and kept falling down.

Qiao Ye's figure flashed, turned and moved quickly, and passed quickly between the thorns and vines.

The speed of those thorns and vines is very fast, and the power of the bombardment is not small. The most important thing is that they also have the ability to regenerate. It seems that simply cutting them off does not cause any harm to those thorns and vines, and they can grow back immediately. come out.

The Martial Soul of the Diming level is indeed quite extraordinary. Even if the potential for growth is not mentioned, it also has powerful characteristics. At least Qiao Ye has not found that the thorny vines have obvious shortcomings.

So……

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

Xian Yuran sneered, and a thorny vine suddenly drilled out from the ground behind him, continuously circling around Xian Yuran's body, completely covering his body.

puff!

The black halberd fell, cutting open the thorns and vines, but failed to kill Xian Yuran with one blow.

Xian Yuran laughed wildly and said, "How dare such a rubbish Martial Spirit defend me? Die!"

The thorns and vines from all directions surged madly again, continuously attacking Qiao Ye. Qiao Ye also quickly stepped on the footwork of the Nine Palace Flying Star in mid-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 martial spirit that is rare is not a summoning type martial soul, but a metamorphosis type martial soul, and the characteristics of the metamorphosis type martial soul are naturally directly transformed, so there is no need to use the ground as a medium.

Qiao Ye immediately let out a low growl, and stretched out his hand to hold it in the void. After being surrounded by black smoke, Qiao Ye threw the black halberd towards the ground forcefully.

Boom!

The black halberd fell from the sky, continuously cut open the thorns and vines in front of it, and then hit the ground fiercely. After a loud noise, the ground collapsed, countless boulders surged up, and the ground also collapsed suddenly It opened a piece, revealing a circle of deep pits, and...

A huge cyan seed!

Around the cyan seeds, there are densely packed thorny vines.

Qiao Ye opened her mouth, no wonder those thorns and vines were useless no matter how they were cut, it turned out to be just a part of the martial soul's illusion.

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 downward again.

Xian Yuran's face changed, and he shouted: "Defense!"

The thorns and vines in all directions quickly gathered together, criss-crossed and stacked together, trying to block the black halberd from falling.

Boom!

An earth-shattering loud noise appeared, and the black halberd lingered in smoke, colliding with the intertwined thorns and vines, constantly pushing and colliding with each other.

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

Xian Yuran gritted her teeth tightly. Although it seemed to be evenly matched, the intertwined thorns and vines were visibly sinking, and they were breaking one by one.

Qiao Ye sneered and said, "I'll see how long you can last!"

"Qiao Ye, you forced me to do this!" Xian Yuran gritted her teeth and pulled out a red, thumb-sized seed from her bosom, saying, "Do you know what this is? This is the fruit core of the 3,000-year-old Demon Blood Tree. Third grade spiritual material!"

The moment he said that, he just threw the fruit core out!

The huge blue seed burst open like a flower bud, swallowing the fruit core.

Almost in an instant, the surrounding thorns and vines were full of blood, and the power suddenly surged, and bit by bit the falling black halberd was suppressed back.

Obviously, that fruit core can enhance the martial spirit that is rare, 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 rare, is quite painful.

"It's a pity..." Qiao Ye said coldly, "You think you can win by paying a piece of third-grade spiritual material?"

Qiao Ye kicked her legs, jumped into the air again, raised her hands, and once again transformed into a black halberd in her hands!

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 down from the air by Qiao Ye again, surrounded by thick black smoke, like two black stars falling to the ground.

There was a violent sound, and the three black halberds joined forces, and the thorns and vines that had just raised their heads were crushed down again.

puff!

Xian Yuran spat out blood in astonishment, and looked at the black smoke above his head in disbelief.

My martial soul is at the eighth rank of Earth Ming, and by using the spiritual material of the third rank, I can temporarily raise my martial soul to the seventh rank, or even the peak of the seventh rank!

Why?

Why was Qiao Ye suppressing him like this?

There seems to be only one answer!

Xian Yuran took a deep breath, looked at Qiao Ye and said, "Is your martial soul at the chosen level? Or is it at the sixth rank?"

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

Boom!

The moment Qiao Ye's words fell, the thorns and vines finally couldn't hold on, and exploded completely, turning into fragments, and flew out towards the surroundings, falling all over the ground.

The moment the black halberd landed on the blue seed, it was completely cut in half.

puff!

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

"You defeated a martial artist of the eighth level of martial madness, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 10,000 points."

Xian Yuran watched Qiao Ye walking towards him, and said in a low voice, "Qiao Ye, do you really dare to kill me? Even if you are a student of Blood Sea Academy, Blood Sea Academy can't handle this matter, my father will definitely I will not let you go, you will die, not only you, but also your country will be trampled by Loulan's iron hooves, and all your people will be killed!"

"You think you can scare me like this?" Qiao Ye came to Xian Yuran, leaned over suddenly, and whispered in Xian Yuran's ear: "Go and report to Lord Yan!"

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