Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 1165 General Ziling

After General Ziling finished his words, he directly lifted the giant axe.

"Boy!" General Ziling looked at Qiao Ye and said, "Are you ready? Do you want me to give you three moves?"

Qiao Ye raised the wine jar, raised his head and drank all the wine.

Whoa!

Qiao Ye threw the wine jar casually, and the wine jar fell from the roof and smashed to pieces on the ground.

Qiao Ye said: "You should come directly, I'm afraid you will die after three moves."

General Ziling said: "This is what you said, don't blame me for not giving you a chance!"

As soon as General Zi Ling said that, he raised his axe and slashed forward hard.

Boom!

Almost in an instant, when the axe fell, the five-story inn shattered.

Amidst the loud noise, a crack appeared and went from the bottom to the top, cutting the inn in half. Countless rubble fell from the sky, and at a speed visible to the naked eye, the inn collapsed like that.

The sixteen generals of the Spirit Realm made an extraordinary move, and the power of the first strike was very terrifying.

Qiao Ye is also scolding mother in his heart. Which idiot said that Nie Liangqiu was invited to be the sixteenth guard of the spiritual realm? When General Zi Ling made his first strike, Qiao Ye could feel that General Zi Ling's strength was not even stronger than Nie Liangqiu's. If this was the average strength of the sixteen guards, then Nie Liangqiu was qualified to be the tenth guard. Six generals, most of the rumors in the rivers and lakes are really unbelievable!

What surprised Qiao Ye even more was...

This attack by General Ziling was a slash!

I really picked up the axe, and it was a blow!

If this blow is placed on Shi Yanyu, Qiao Ye doesn't think there is any problem at all, because Shi Yanyu is a martial artist!

but……

General Ziling is from the spiritual realm, she is...

Spiritual monk!

It would be very terrifying for a spiritual monk to be able to directly strike such a powerful blow with his fleshly body.

Among the swirling rubble, Qiao Ye tossed in the air, and then fell steadily to the ground.

But at the moment when Qiao Ye landed, General Zi Ling kicked his legs and killed him at Qiao Ye, holding the handle of the axe in both hands, hitting Qiao Ye with a single blow!

clang!

Qiao Ye stretched out his hand and held it to the side, condensed a black halberd, swept it forward, and a crisp symphony sounded suddenly.

Both of them used long weapons, and they were both heavy and huge weapons. After a blow, their weapons swayed at the same time.

But it was only an instant, the two quickly grabbed their weapons and slashed forward again.

Clang clang, clang clang, clang clang!

Without the slightest bells and whistles, they just raised their weapons and smashed them hard, colliding with each other continuously, sparks splashing all over the place.

clang!

With another smash, Qiao Ye's black halberd collided with General Ziling's giant axe, and after a crisp symphony, the weapons of the two directly crossed each other and began to wrestle!

Qiao Ye gritted his teeth and said, "Are you sure you are a spiritual monk?"

General Ziling smiled contemptuously and said, "Little devil, I'm enough to deal with you with my physical body, spiritual monk? Are you qualified to see my psychic abilities?"

While speaking, General Zi Ling raised his hands violently and pushed Qiao Ye away, but at the moment when Qiao Ye was pushed away, he suddenly jumped up and kicked Zi Ling's chest with one foot, knocking Zi Ling away. General Ling kicked back.

The two fell into hand-to-hand combat for the first time, and it seemed that the outcome was inexorable.

However, the fact that a spiritual cultivator and a martial artist can't win or lose is a kind of terror in itself.

Qiao Ye narrowed his eyes, showing a bit of anger, and there was also a killing intent on his body.

Qiao Ye knew that he was underestimated!

The most irritating insult is never devaluing someone worthless, nor is it crazy provocation, or using one's own arrogance to set off the other's weakness.

The most irritating insults should be inadvertent disclosures, and of course!

Qiao Ye took a deep breath, and then the muscles on his body swelled a little.

The black spear in his hand slowly lowered, and Qiao Ye narrowed his eyes.

"If you don't plan to use your spiritual ability..." Qiao Ye smiled and looked at General Ziling and said, "Then it's best not to use it all the time, otherwise, it will be very shameful!"

The moment Qiao Ye said that, a wisp of black smoke suddenly rose from under Qiao Ye's feet, wrapped around Qiao Ye's body like a snake, and wrapped it tightly.

The black smoke surging, constantly drifting towards the rear, like flying ashes!

In the next moment, Qiao Ye stepped out of the black smoke, with a black armor on his body, majestic!

Demon blood!

Qiao Ye entered the state of the blood of the devil, his feet were a little fierce, and he rushed forward, the smoke moved with him, and Qiao Ye came to General Ziling almost in an instant.

The black halberd in Qiao Ye's hand was raised and slashed forward.

General Zi Ling had no intention of evading, and directly crossed the axe in front of him.

Boom!

Qiao Ye smashed it down with one blow and smashed it on the giant axe of General Ziling, and then...

Boom!

A terrifying loud noise suddenly appeared, and the ground under General Zi Ling's feet shattered in an instant. Even, the ground sank, and General Zi Ling's legs fell directly into the ground.

However, Qiao Ye did not intend to stop, holding the black halberd with one hand and continuously slashing downwards.

Clang clang, clang clang, clang clang!

The black halberd in Qiao Ye's hand turned into streaks of black brilliance, which were chopped down continuously.

General Zi Ling gritted his teeth, unable to counterattack at all, he could only passively raise the giant axe in his hand, constantly resisting the defense.

Qiao Ye raised his head and said, "What? You really don't plan to use your psychic abilities to fight with me? You will die!"

"Stinky boy!" General Ziling gritted his teeth: "I think you are courting death!"

Almost in an instant, a purple haze suddenly appeared on General Ziling's body, like a silky satin, wrapping around General Ziling's body.

"Daluo Tianque, Ziling is here!" General Ziling roared, "Tiangong Ziwei!"

Unparalleled level of spiritual ability!

Tiangong Ziwei!

In an instant, a strong purple light erupted from General Zi Ling's body, and a surging breath appeared, swaying towards the surroundings.

With a bang, not only did the street burst, but the buildings on both sides of the street also collapsed at this moment.

In an instant, with General Ziling as the center, all the surrounding buildings within a radius of fifty meters were illuminated by the purple light, and all turned into large rubble.

Qiao Ye, as expected, jumped towards the rear ahead of time and stood at the top of the ruins of the collapsed inn.

After a while, the purple light dissipated, and General Zi Ling lifted his leg vigorously, pulled out his calf embedded in the ground, and slowly straightened his body.

"Isn't this still using psychic ability?" Qiao Ye looked at General Ziling and smiled: "Didn't you say that you can kill me without psychic ability?"

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