Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 205

There were many people in the inn, who were woken up early in the morning, and naturally they were all upset and cursing.

As a result, the young man in the black military uniform snorted coldly, completely ignoring everyone, and snorted: "Shenwei Dojo is doing business, just shut up if you don't want to cause trouble!"

This trick is easy to use. Although Shenwei Dojo is a big field, it has just entered the top 100 in the entire martial arts field. The key is that the backstage is too hard.

Seeing that the people in the inn stopped talking, the young man looked proud and shouted again: "Qiao Ye, you dare not come out?"

Qiao Ye leaned on the fence and said, "I'm not here all the time?"

"You are Qiao Ye?" The young man's eyes lit up, and then he raised his beheading sword and said, "Is it you little beast who killed my master's son?"

Qiao Ye said, "Who does the little beast scold?"

The young man raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Little beast scolds you!"

All around suddenly burst into laughter.

The young man realized what was going on, and was instantly furious.

"Little beast, I will try my best to use my words, I am a disciple of Shenwei Dojo, Yang Huan!"

Yang Huan's strength is good. At only 22 years old, he has already reached the fifth rank of Martial Mad Realm. He is ranked 97th on the Phoenix Young List. Although Qiao Ye's ranking is higher than Yang Huan, Yang Huan does not feel that he is inferior to Qiao. Ye, in Yang Huan's opinion, Qiao Ye was just taking advantage of being a student of Xuehai Academy, and he also participated in the battle of Yanyang Mountain. If he changed his identities with Qiao Ye, Yang Huan felt that his ranking Even in the top 30.

At the same time, Yang Huan shouted angrily while speaking, and threw the beheading knife in his hand, bringing out a strong wind, rubbing Qiao Ye's cheek, and nailing it into the wall behind Qiao Ye.

"Do you dare to fight with me?" Yang Huan said coldly, "I'll take your dog's head!"

Throwing duel!

Throwing one's own weapon, or inserting it into the ground in front of the opponent, is a declaration of war in a duel.

This is the rule of Jianmen country!

Seeing the duel, the people in the inn immediately became interested and started to coax again. Many people whistled at Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye didn't have any unexpected expressions either. Dongfang Yao had a dojo in Jianmen's country. He knew that he was here, so how could he not do it?

Qiao Ye pulled out the beheading sword at will, and threw it towards the bottom. Yang Huan gave a low shout, jumped up, and held his beheading sword again.

At the same time, Qiao Ye jumped casually, fell lightly to the first floor, and took out the Tsing Yi umbrella from the jade card.

"Come on!" Qiao Ye smiled and patted his cheek twice: "The head is here, I'm afraid you don't have the ability to take it."

Yang Huan snorted coldly: "Little beast, then let you see if I have the ability."

Due to this matter, people from Jianmen land have seen a lot, and they all retreated to the corner. There is no way to control it, because Yang Huan has already rushed out.

The beheading sword is huge, about the height of a man, and the width of a normal man's waist. When dancing, it is also like a tiger. Although it is a little bulky, it opens and closes, and its power is not overwhelming.

Watching the blade strike, Qiao Ye didn't talk nonsense, just hooked his toes and swept a table out.

Whoa!

Yang Huan slashed the knife without hesitation, without any intention of evasion, just to kill Qiao Ye head-on, after a knife, the table was chopped into pieces.

Unstoppable momentum!

Qiao Ye narrowed his eyes. It is said that in addition to the famous Four Magical Spears, Dongfang Yao also has a set of exercises called the Power of God. Speaking of which, this is the true inheritance of Dongfang Yao, but his Four Magical Spears It is too dazzling, making people ignore the power of the Dongfang Yaosi Divine Spear, which comes from the support of more powerful exercises.

And Yang Huan's momentum at the moment, it is a little bit of the prototype of the power of the gods.

"Drink!"

Yang Huan let out a low roar, and he didn't give in if he missed a hit. He slashed again, and slashed towards Qiao Ye again, creating a strong wind. However, at the moment when the knife was about to fall, Qiao Ye's figure flashed and used the The Jiugong Feixing footwork of Ascension Road easily avoided another knife.

"Sure enough, they are timid rats, they only dodge." Yang Huan sneered: "Is this the student of Xuehai Academy? I think the name of this Xuehai Academy is not worthy of its name. Otherwise, how could it teach you such a thing, even Don't even dare to fight head-on!"

Qiao Ye raised his eyebrows, his face gloomy and said: "You can also comment on the Sea of ​​Blood Academy?"

As Qiao Ye spoke, he held the Tsing Yi umbrella in front of him.

"Do you want to fight head-on?" Qiao Ye slowly drew his sword and said, "Very good, then I will satisfy you!"

Dang!

When Yang Huan slashed the sword again, Qiao Ye did not retreat, but met him with a sword.

After a crisp symphony, Yang Huan's beheading sword was actually blocked!

There was an uproar all around. Although it was just a simple collision of weapons, the scene was truly amazing.

Yang Huan's beheading sword was too big. Everyone was a warrior, so he naturally understood the meaning of this heavy weapon, which was to break through the formation with force, and the sword in Qiao Ye's hand was too thin, only one finger wide. Otherwise, how to hide in the umbrella?

Looking at the weapons alone, Yang Huan's advantage was not a star and a half, but Qiao Ye took the next step, and he took it lightly and effortlessly.

"Frontal battle?" Qiao Ye smiled contemptuously: "It's just that so many people watched the battle, and the end was too fast and too boring. This only gave you two moves, your knife..."

Suddenly, Qiao Ye jumped up, twisted his waist in mid-air, and then swept out again with a sword!

"Your knife!" Qiao Ye said coldly, "No way!"

Dang!

Qiao Ye's sword hit the back of the beheading sword, and Yang Huan's face changed instantly, because...

What a great power!

An incredible expression filled Yang Huan's face in an instant. He couldn't imagine that such a huge force could be transmitted from the sword that would break when it was broken. Wouldn't the sword not break?

Then……

boom!

The beheading sword was hit by a sword and directly hit Yang Huan's chest, forcing Yang Huan to keep retreating until it hit a pillar at the back, and then he stabilized his figure.

"How dare you look down on the Blood Sea Academy?" Qiao Ye casually put the sword behind him and said, "Go back to your Shenwei Dojo, and change someone else. If you want to take my head off, I'm afraid you won't be able to play in this life. "

"Little beast, how dare you look down on me!" Yang Huan roared, "Come back to me, it's not over yet!"

As Yang Huan spoke, he took a step forward and raised the beheading sword in his hand over the top!

"Martial spirit!" Yang Huan roared, "Baihong cuts jade!"

The next moment...

On the beheading sword, the light suddenly shone brightly, reflecting all directions.

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