Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 294 Xuantian Ice Spear

Su Beimu's face showed a ferocious look, and he raised his hand to wave away the scattered frost mist.

In a moment, when the frost mist completely dissipated...

The shadow of the sword is like a river!

The phantom swords derived from the Thousand Spirit Sword gathered densely together in the air, like a long silver river, and then suddenly fell from the air.

Su Beimu gritted his teeth, and quickly moved forward and behind him. The ground roared again, and then a huge ice wall rose from the ground, colliding with Jianhe falling from the sky.

Boom, boom, boom!

The continuous bursting sound resounded continuously, and countless phantom swords were shaken away, falling to the ground, piercing all over the ground, and at the same time, the ice wall was continuously shattering section by section, and began to collapse continuously.

The people watching the battle on the city wall instantly became excited.

On the third day of the competition, the first match was beyond their imagination, and it was a big battle right from the start.

at the same time……

Su Beimu ran quickly, the sword river was not completely blocked by the ice wall, and the remaining phantom swords began to attack the ground frantically.

"Do you only rely on treasures?" Su Beimu looked at Qiao Ye and shouted, "Is this your strength?"

Qiao Ye tilted his head, you can manipulate ice and snow, don't you borrow the ability of the treasure?

Qiao Ye didn't mean to talk to Su Beimu at all, stretched out his palm, and hooked his fingers.

Square Sword Formation!

Square Sword Formation: Form a square sword formation with the sword shadows of the Qianling Sword, trapping the enemy, defending, attacking and killing as a whole.

The phantom swords inserted on the ground around them trembled again, making a sound of sword cries, and then flew up continuously, forming a sword array around Su Beimu's surroundings.

Su Beimu stopped because he was trapped by the sword array.

All the surrounding areas that can be moved at will are covered by the phantom sword. No matter how Su Beimu moves, he is within the attack range of the phantom sword.

Qiao Ye waved his hand fiercely forward, and a row of phantom swords flew up, stabbing down continuously in the direction of Su Beimu.

Su Beimu retreated quickly, but before he could stand still, there was the same sound of swords behind him, and a different phantom sword flew up and stabbed down in the direction of Su Beimu from behind.

Su Beimu let out a low cry, and punched the ground below him.

In the next instant, the frozen ground around made a loud noise, and countless frost rose from the ground, like fountains, and rushed to the sky, colliding fiercely with the phantom swords falling around.

Accompanied by the crackling sound, a large swath of frost and mist appeared again, covering a large area around it.

suddenly...

"drink!"

A low groan suddenly appeared, and Su Beimu's figure suddenly rushed out of the frost mist, pushing his hands to the sides, and two huge ice thorns condensed out of the frost mist, moving towards Qiao Ye stabbed in the direction of the past.

Boom, boom!

Seeing Su Beimu rushing to Qiao Ye, the two huge ice thorns were about to hit Qiao Ye.

The phantom swords scattered around appeared again, overlapping in front of Qiao Ye, forming a sword wall, and then, the violent collision sound appeared again, and the two huge ice thorns were also blocked by the sword wall. Come.

This is the strength of the Thousand Spirit Sword as a fifth-grade treasure. Attack, defense, and trapping the enemy, the three are combined into one, which is quite balanced and perfect.

Su Beimu gritted his teeth and pushed his hands to the sides, trying to let the ice thorns pierce the sword wall, but no matter how hard he tried, the sword wall remained motionless.

Qiao Ye stretched out his finger and flicked the sword wall, and the sword wall in front suddenly shattered. The two huge ice thorns were instantly cut into pieces, and Su Beimu was also pushed back.

Gritting his teeth to reveal a ferocious look, Su Beimu bent his body slightly, two ice thorns condensed out of his hands, twisted his body half a circle, and waved his arms in a vigorous circle in front of him.

"Martial arts..." Su Beimu roared, "Ice Dragon Cry!"

As Su Beimu twisted his body and swiped in a circle, a burst of frost and snow suddenly blew up in front of him, spinning to form a frost tornado, which collided with the flying phantom sword continuously, making clanging sounds.

After a while, the phantom sword fell to the ground, and the frost shattered.

"Shouldn't it be time to show some real skills?" Qiao Ye narrowed his eyes, looked at Su Beimu and said, "If you want to kill me, this level is far from enough!"

Su Beimu said with a gloomy face, "Then let me teach you how to write dead characters!"

Su Beimu combined the two ice thorns in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Wuhun, Xuantian Ice Spear!"

Su Beimu's body glowed brightly, and with a bang under his feet, a sheet of frost and snow exploded, swinging in all directions, and an invisible wave pushed around, blowing countless wind and snow.

After a while, Su Beimu walked out of the frost, with an ice spear in his hand, lingering in the cold air, lightly tapped towards the ground, and a crack opened in the ground instantly, swinging in all directions.

Diming-level seventh-grade metamorphic Martial Soul, Xuantian Ice Spear!

The next moment, Su Beimu took a step forward, bent slightly, raised the ice spear, and made a thrust forward.

"Martial arts!" Su Beimu shouted in a low voice, "One side penetrates!"

boom!

Su Beimu stomped on the ground vigorously, and the whole person ran forward at high speed. The phantom swords around him continued to attack, attacking Su Beimu. However, the moment Su Beimu rushed out, his body was cold. Wrapped in frost, a circle of drifting airflow was formed.

The phantom sword kept stabbing, but it kept making "jingling" sounds, and was shaken aside by the airflow.

When he came to Qiao Ye, Su Beimu said fiercely, "Qiao Ye, die!"

Seeing the ice spear stabbing towards him, Qiao Ye casually stretched out his hand towards the front, and a black smoke appeared, swirling in all directions. Qiao Ye stretched out his hand into the black smoke, and pulled out the black halberd.

Take a step, raise your halberd and strike!

Boom!

The moment the spears and halberds collided, the ice under their feet suddenly shattered, and the world seemed to stand still for a few seconds at this moment, and then, a circle of air waves pushed away towards the surroundings.

The wind and snow surged, and the earth shattered.

Pieces of rubble were turned over continuously, and the ground where the two of them were standing collapsed towards the bottom with a bang.

Su Beimu jumped up, avoided the impact of the air wave, and then fell back to the ground.

Qiao Ye casually carried the black halberd on his shoulder, looked at Su Bei and said, "Do you think you are the only one with a martial spirit?"

Su Beimu's face was cold, the ice spear in his hand shook, and a splinter shot out, covering Qiao Ye again.

Qiao Ye looked at the dots of gun shadows that suddenly appeared in front of him, sneered, and swept forward with a halberd. The swirling black smoke turned into a half-moon-shaped black arc blade. scattered.

boom!

After breaking through Su Beimu's attack with one blow, Qiao Ye immediately stepped forward.

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