Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 1133 Sword

boom!

Qiao Ye's stick hit the ground, and it felt like the sky was falling apart.

The huge force smashed the ground to smash, and the rolling wind pushed away all around, directly sending the surrounding people flying out, constantly smashing on the wall.

"You defeated a Martial King Stage 2 warrior, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 52,000 points."

"You defeated a martial artist of the seventh rank of Martial King Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 78,000 points."

"You defeated a martial artist of the seventh rank of Martial King Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Point: 72000 points."

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Qiao Ye stepped over the wailing crowd and continued to walk forward, but...

Qiao Ye stopped quickly.

Because, someone blocked his eyes again.

"Qiao Ye!" Qin Jianchuan said: "Do you know what you are doing? If you have difficulties, it is too late to stop now. I will accompany you to find Lin Jiesu!"

"He's not in Linglong Tower, and neither is Liang Zhicheng!" Qiao Ye looked at Qin Jianchuan and said, "Get out of the way!"

The two 28 constellations are not in Linglong Tower, so Qiao Ye will take action, otherwise it will be meaningless. Although Qiao Ye is very confident, too much self-confidence is arrogant, so Qiao Ye is not arrogant enough to think that he can follow the 28 constellations. fight.

"Are you crazy?" Qin Jianchuan said angrily, "Don't you want to be a guardian? No, this is no longer a matter of being a guardian, you will die!"

Qiao Ye lowered his head and said again: "Get out of the way!"

Clang!

Qin Jianchuan drew his sword and said, "I can't let you go. If you stand in my position, will you let me go?"

Qiao Ye said: "You can't beat me, it's just in vain."

boom!

The moment Qiao Yeyan fell, he suddenly pointed his toes, and the whole person jumped forward, and came to Qin Jianchuan in an instant.

clang!

Qiao Ye smashed forward with a stick and smashed ten times with one force, but Qin Jianchuan's swordsmanship was indeed exquisite, and he did not confront Qiao Ye at all. The iron rod is pulled downward.

Boom!

The stick hit the ground, shattering the ground.

Qin Jianchuan looked at Qiao Ye and said solemnly, "Are you really going to do something with me?"

"Get out of the way!" Qiao Ye said, "Of course you don't have to do it with me."

The moment Qiao Yeyan fell, he lifted his foot and kicked the stick, and the stick that fell to the ground flew up instantly and slammed into Qin Jianchuan again.

Qin Jianchuan's figure flashed, and he moved towards the rear.

Sword and stick, of course, cannot be matched against each other. When the stick comes down, the long sword in Qin Jianchuan's hand will probably be smashed.

Qin Jianchuan quickly distanced himself from Qiao Ye, his figure was not stable, but a sword was slashed forward.

"The sword of the sun and the moon!" Qin Jianchuan shouted, shaking his wrist, "The sword cuts the sun and the moon and breaks the stars!"

Qin Jianchuan looked at Qiao Ye, and immediately slashed out with a sword.

As Qin Jianchuan swung his sword, there was a sword light blooming on the sword, which was bright and dazzling. Then, a sound of sword chant resounded between heaven and earth, and the surroundings trembled, and everything around seemed to be eclipsed by the sword light.

Qiao Ye's eyes were still cold, and he looked forward with no expression, and then the iron rod in his hand was directly rounded and smashed forward.

With a bang, at the moment when the sword light fell, Qiao Ye shattered the sword light with a stick.

hum!

At this time, the long sword in Qin Jianchuan's hand suddenly trembled, and a crisp sound of the sword sounded.

Qin Jianchuan swiftly slashed his sword, and with the sound of sword cries, a golden streamer bloomed.

"Dragon-patterned golden sword shines everywhere!"

Without saying a word, Qin Jianchuan raised his sword and slashed forward, and the surrounding golden light turned into a dragon-shaped sword energy and came towards Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye casually raised his hand and waved, the black iron stick moved forward and collided with the dragon pattern sword light. After a crisp symphony, the dragon pattern sword energy was smashed again.

Qiao Ye looked at Qin Jianchuan and said, "If you really want to stop me, be more serious."

Qin Jianchuan's eyes sank slightly, looked at Qiao Ye and said, "It seems that you are serious."

"I do things..." Qiao Ye said, "I've always been serious!"

Qin Jianchuan said: "I don't know what you want to do, but if you go out from Linglong Tower today, you must be wrong, so I must stop you!"

After Qin Jianchuan finished speaking, he slowly raised the sword in his hand and placed it in front of him.

"Martial spirit!" Qin Jianchuan stretched out his two fingers, wiped the sword's edge, and said, "The sword of the avenue!"

Heavenly Chosen Martial Spirit, Sword of the Great Way!

In an instant, a white brilliance 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.

The sword of the avenue has a dazzling edge, and the place where the hilt is connected to the blade is round, with a pattern of yin and yang fish on it.

"Three stacks of swords in the waves!"

The sword of the avenue took shape, Qin Jianchuan stabbed it out, but it was divided into three, turned into three sword shadows to attack Qiao Ye, Qiao Ye directly raised the black iron stick and swept away, no matter which of the three sword shadows, Whether it is true or false, it is not wrong to shoot down all the swords and shadows.

One strike failed, but Qin Jianchuan made another strike. His swordsmanship was about going forward, rather than bending, and the sword momentum was naturally continuous.

"Yanjian!" Qin Jianchuan roared, "Cui Xinghuo!"

While talking, Qin Jianchuan snorted softly and sent the burning fire sword in his hand towards the air.

The crimson flame sword rushed into the air, the flames surged, and the more it burned, the more prosperous it became. It turned into a huge flame sword three or four meters away in the air, and then fell rapidly, increasing its power by diving, and stabbed Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye took a deep breath and stretched out his hand to press forward.

Three Heavenly Martial Arts, Smashing the Heavenly Palm, Mahamudra!

Qiao Ye slammed out a palm, and a huge handprint was formed, which directly collided with the flaming fire sword. After making a loud noise, he took the fire sword.

Next was the moment of wrestling. The flame sword and the handprint pushed each other, but it was difficult to decide the outcome. In the end, with a "boom", it burst open at the same time.

Countless flames and halos scattered, illuminating the surroundings!

Qin Jianchuan gritted his teeth and glanced at the Dao Sword in his hand, his eyes gradually became firm, even revealing a bit of determination.

Qin Jianchuan knew that he was not Qiao Ye's opponent. After all, there was a clear gap between the two's cultivation. Qin Jianchuan still stayed in the emperor's realm, while Qiao Ye was already in the emperor's realm.

Qin Jianchuan is very clear that he seems to be able to compete with Qiao Ye at the moment, that is because Qiao Ye has no intention of killing, and just wants to break through from here.

A martial artist who cultivates the supreme killing realm does not have the killing intent in his heart, and of course his strength will drop sharply.

but……

Qin Jianchuan knew that this situation could not last forever.

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