Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 415 The Killing Begins

Qiao Ye's raised head slowly dropped, looking around and at the three people.

"I almost know what you guys are capable of." Qiao Ye tilted his head and said, "There should be no need to use martial arts!"

After Qiao Ye used the Wanfa Lingtu in Guikujing, it was no secret that he cultivated both spirit and martial arts. The Lingyu side got the news and did not deliberately conceal it.

After all, in order to promote hatred and inspire everyone's fighting spirit, Lingyu said to the outside world that Qiao Ye stole the aura of the spirit god, which gave him the ability to release spirits and destroyed the temple.

This kind of hatred will make the spiritual monks in the Nine Domains Battlefield more angry and braver.

It's not even certain that such a small change can bring back victory.

And now...

After the three of them heard Qiao Ye's words, their expressions changed again, and they felt deeply humiliated.

So what if Qiao Ye cultivated both spirit and martial arts?

How long has it been since the Lingwu Festival passed? How strong can Qiao Ye's spiritual ability be cultivated?

Even if this spiritual ability seems to come from the aura of the spirit god and can manipulate the sky, it only means that it is very rare.

But this does not represent the grade!

Just like a heaven-selected martial soul, if it is only ninth-grade, it will definitely not be able to beat a fifth-grade imperial-level martial soul. Rarity symbolizes potential, and grade is strength!

But now, Qiao Ye didn't intend to use her martial soul, but only used her spiritual power. If that wasn't humiliation, what was it?

"Boy..." Wan Hang roared angrily, "Don't be so rampant!"

Wan Hang roared angrily, got on the bull chariot, and launched an impact again, raging black flames burned from around the bull chariot, wrapped the chariot, and with the charge, the bull chariot directly turned into a huge fireball.

Qiao Ye looked coldly at Wan Hang who was rushing towards him, and said with a sneer, "In that case, let's start with you!"

Zila!

Qiao Ye's body leaned forward, and a sudden electric current gushed out of her body, making harsh noises, flowing continuously along Qiao Ye's body.

Then……

Boom!

A thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, but it didn't slash towards Wan Hang's bull chariot, but landed directly on Qiao Ye.

It's like water dripping into a frying pan!

The moment the thunderbolt landed on Qiao Ye, the electric current flowing on Qiao Ye's body suddenly exploded, making the sound of "Zi La, Zi La".

Lightning arcs surged towards the surroundings one after another, like sharp knives, slashing the ground, constantly cutting open cracks in the ground.

next moment...

boom!

Qiao Ye's legs were slightly bent, he stared at the ground, and his whole body rushed forward, turning into a thunderbolt, straight and collided with the black fireball formed by the bull chariot.

An earth-shattering sound appeared, and the moment the two collided, a terrifying crack sounded.

Immediately after...

The two sides passed by each other directly, and the surging black flames suddenly dissipated, and the bull chariot reappeared.

Wan Hang grabbed the reins, showing an unimaginable look of terror, as well as strong disbelief.

Then……

Crash!

The barbarian chariot was shattered into pieces in an instant, and the body of the six bulls pulling the cart suddenly had countless densely packed small wounds, bright red blood spattered out, and lightning arcs flickered on the body continuously.

puff!

Wan Hang's face was pale, and he fell directly from the chariot, maintaining that expression on his face.

because……

This guy is dead!

"You defeated a martial artist of the third level of the Spirit King Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 40,000 points."

Qiao Ye turned around and looked towards Lu Mingliang and Mu Zhihen.

Both of them fell into horror at this moment, they didn't expect at all that it was just one blow, and Wan Hang was already dead!

It wasn't until Qiao Ye's eyes fell on him that Lu Mingliang was the first to recover.

Seeing Qiao Ye take a step in his direction, Lu Mingliang felt his heart palpitate, and quickly threw the iron chain out of his hand.

"Spiritual talisman, spiritual power strengthening!"

"Spiritual talisman, strengthening of natural elements!"

"Spirit talisman, strengthen the spirit!"

"Spiritual talisman, speed enhancement!"

"Spiritual talisman, body strengthening!"

"Spirit Talisman, Gathering Spirits!"

...

Lu Mingliang was as crazy as he quickly drew spells one by one in front of him to match his spiritual ability.

Because, at that moment...

Lu Mingliang felt it...

The smell of death!

But at this moment, Qiao Ye still took one step forward.

In the sky, the wind and rain fluttered, the rain sometimes went to the right, sometimes to the left, it was erratic, showing a sense of tyranny, and then there was another loud thunder, and the blue thunder flashed across the sky, and a thunder fell again, falling It fell on Qiao Ye.

boom!

On Qiao Ye's body, the tyrannical lightning arc flickered again, and then Qiao Ye rushed forward again.

Qiao Ye's speed is terribly fast, surrounded by thunder, and it's not just the attack power that's powerful, Qiao Ye can also use the electric arc wrapped around himself to accelerate himself!

With a flash of thunder, Qiao Ye arrived in front of Lu Mingliang in an instant.

Boom, boom, boom...

When Qiao Ye reached Lu Mingliang, the talismans drawn by Lu Mingliang exploded one after another. As for the iron chain, it couldn't keep up with Qiao Ye's speed.

Then……

Qiao Ye punched Lu Mingliang in the chest!

puff!

Lu Mingliang spat out blood, and a ray of thunder directly penetrated Lu Mingliang's body. When Lu Mingliang looked down, there was already a bloody hole in his chest, and the edge was scorched black.

punch...

Lu Mingliang's body was pierced by Qiao Ye's punch.

"You defeated a martial artist of the second level of the Spirit King Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 38,000 points."

Lu Mingliang's body softened, and all the strength in his body was drained in an instant. He just fell to his knees on the ground, and then fell forward, gradually losing his voice.

Qiao Ye turned around slowly, this time, her eyes fell on Mu Zhihen.

Mu Zhihen's face changed in shock, and then he fled towards the outside of the medicine garden.

"Now you think about running away?"

Qiao Ye sneered and stomped forward.

Ten thousand dharma spirit map, all phenomena on the earth!

Boom, boom, boom!

With Qiao Ye's foot stepping out, the ground in front continuously roared, and then, the ground surged like mud, and stone walls rose continuously, blocking in front of Zhihen of Mu.

Mu Zhihen gritted his teeth tightly, and the spirit behind his back made a move, one by one mental power balls were thrown out one after another, hitting the stone wall, and the stone wall continued to shatter.

Mu Zhihen used this method to blaze a trail, but when the last stone wall collapsed, Mu Zhihen's face was stiff.

Qiao Ye's figure appeared behind the crumbling stone wall. At some point, Qiao Ye had already arrived behind the stone wall, waiting for Mu Zhihen.

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