Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 302 That Sword

Stepping over Dongfang Sheng's body, Qiao Ye stepped forward.

Lin Ziyi was fighting three against one, and the battle was in full swing, but at this moment...

The tumbling tide in the air fell again, Lin Ziyi raised his hand, and countless phantom butterflies appeared again, but at this moment...

A palm rested on the back of Lin Ziyi's hand, and then slowly pressed Lin Ziyi's palm down.

Lin Ziyi turned her face sideways and looked at Qiao Ye who appeared beside her.

Qiao Ye reached out and brushed the hair hanging from Lin Ziyi's forehead behind her ears.

For a moment, Lin Ziyi's heart seemed to stop beating.

"You're tired!" Qiao Ye looked at Lin Ziyi and said, "Let me do it next!"

The moment Qiao Ye's words fell, the black halberd in his hand was lifted up, and it was slashed towards the side at will. It flied past Lin Ziyi's side.

Qiao Ye stood in front of Lin Ziyi, holding the black halberd on his back.

With deep eyes, Lan Sihai stretched out his hands and slowly lifted them up. The water scattered on the ground continued to rise again, and the surrounding area was densely covered with water droplets, which were constantly recondensing.

"A fifth-grade martial soul!" Qiao Ye looked at Lan Sihai and said, "It's a pity, it's only at the imperial level, and your cultivation is too low!"

Qiao Ye moved forward with one hand, in a posture similar to that of Lan Sihai, except that Lan Sihai put his hands flat, while Qiao Ye...

Pressed down hard.

boom!

The water droplets that had just risen around seemed to be under some heavy pressure, and fell towards the ground fiercely, hitting the ground fiercely, completely shattered.

"You are not my opponent." Qiao Ye looked at Lan Sihai and said, "Back off!"

Qiao Ye stretched out his hand and flicked forward, countless black smoke billowed up, and rushed forward continuously. After hitting Lan Sihai's chest, he rolled Lan Sihai's whole body towards the back and hit him directly. The walls of the Wengcheng.

Blood overflowed from the corner of Lan Sihai's mouth, and his face gradually turned pale.

"You defeated a martial artist of the first level of the Martial Ancestry Realm, absorbed the power of the Martial Soul, and obtained the value of the Martial Soul: 10,000 points."

Lan Sihai's ability to cultivate his martial soul to the fifth rank is indeed a commendable thing, but the rarity of the Emperor's Dao level limits the upper limit of his martial soul. Secondly, Lan Sihai's cultivation is only the first rank of the Martial Ancestor Realm. Only when he stepped into the realm of a master, Lan Sihai couldn't fully grasp the fifth-grade martial spirit!

One blow defeated Lan Sihai, but at this moment...

Suddenly, there was a whistling sound of fist wind behind Qiao Ye.

Looking back, it was Xia Yuliang who suddenly came to Qiao Ye's back, raised his fist and blasted at Qiao Ye.

Then……

boom!

Qiao Ye raised his head, and that fist slammed into Qiao Ye's palm firmly.

A ferocious look appeared on Xia Yuliang's face, but no matter how hard he tried, the fist couldn't penetrate an inch.

"The boxing technique of breaking the formation on the battlefield, border soldiers, deserves respect." Qiao Ye looked at Xia Yuliang and said, "But the outcome cannot be compromised. If I don't want to lose, you can't win. Please go!"

Qiao Ye's palm was suddenly clenched, and after pinching Xia Yuliang's fist, he twisted suddenly.

Pain appeared on Xia Yuliang's face, and sweat dripped from his forehead. In the next moment, Qiao Ye suddenly got up and swept across Xia Yuliang's abdomen with one foot, sending Xia Yuliang flying backwards.

boom!

Xia Yuliang was thrown five or six meters away by Qiao Ye's kick. After falling to the ground, Xia Yuliang kept struggling, but he couldn't stand up after all.

"You defeated a martial artist of the third level of the Martial Ancestor Realm, absorbed the power of the Martial Soul, and obtained a Martial Soul value: 14,500 points."

Qiao Ye turned around, Lin Xiangnan showed a look of horror, and kept retreating backwards, even staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Don't worry, I have no intention of attacking you." Qiao Ye looked at Lin Xiangnan and said, "Just watch from the side quietly."

Qiao Ye looked over Lin Xiangnan and landed on Qin Jianchuan.

Qiao Ye said, "Is it time to move?"

Qin Jianchuan reached out and pulled out the long sword stuck on the ground beside him, looked at Qiao Ye and said, "You are qualified to fight with me."

"Yeah!" Qiao Ye said, "But whether you are qualified to fight with me, you have to try it."

Qin Jianchuan lowered the corner of his mouth, and suddenly drew out his sword.

"Between the sun and the moon!" Qin Jianchuan shouted in a low voice: "The sword cuts the sun, the moon and the stars!"

Qin Jianchuan slashed out with a sword, and there was a sword light blooming on the sword, which was extremely bright, and the sound of sword chant resounded between the heaven and the earth, the surrounding fields trembled, and everything around seemed to be eclipsed at this moment.

Then……

Qiao Ye raised his halberd, and the moment the sword light fell, the halberd danced out, smashing the sword light to pieces.

"There's no need to test it." Qiao Ye looked at Qin Jianchuan and said, "Use the Martial Soul!"

A very strong sword, a very strong martial skill, it is definitely above the third rank if it is cultivated to perfection, but without the support of the martial soul, it is meaningless.

Qin Jianchuan remained silent, but slowly raised the sword in his hand.

"Martial soul!" Qin Jianchuan stretched out his hand to wipe the edge of the sword and said, "The sword of the great way!"

Heavenly Chosen Grade Six Transfigured Martial Soul, Sword of the Great Dao!

A white radiance appeared, covering the sword in Qin Jianchuan's hand, and then, using Qin Jianchuan's own sword as a carrier, a new sword was slowly transformed.

That handle, the sword of the great way!

As a Heavenly Chosen Martial Soul, the Sword of the Great Dao doesn't look too amazing. It looks like an ordinary long sword, but it has a dazzling edge. The place where the hilt connects to the blade is It is circular with the pattern of Yin Yang fish on it.

The next moment, Qin Jianchuan raised his sword!

Exactly the same sword!

However, holding the sword of the Dao in his hand, the sword that Qin Jianchuan slashed this time is completely different.

The sword light that bloomed was unimaginably bright, and even made it impossible for the people watching the battle on the city wall to open their eyes.

That sword is hotter than the sun!

That sword is brighter than the moon!

That sword is more gorgeous than starlight!

That sword eclipsed the sun, the moon and the stars.

That sword doesn't seem to be the sword of the world!

The sword fell, fell in front of Qiao Ye, and shattered. The dense sword light danced continuously, filling the entire urn city. On the solid wall, sword marks burst open one after another, densely packed, Incomparably ferocious.

Qin Jianchuan slowly withdrew his sword.

No one can block his sword, at least in the cultivation base of Wu Zongjing, Qin Jianchuan has not met anyone who can take his sword.

After one sword strike, the outcome is already divided.

Qin Jianchuan turned around and walked towards the passage, but at this moment...

A cold feeling suddenly filled Qin Jianchuan's whole body.

Black smoke filled the sky, rushing past Qin Jianchuan's surroundings.

"It's not over yet..." Qiao Ye's voice sounded faintly: "Are you leaving in such a hurry?"

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