Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 214 Let's keep fighting

Qiao Ye's ferocity shocked everyone, but quickly made everyone even more angry.

It's a shame that he was only one person, to frighten so many people.

"Let's go together!" Someone gritted his teeth: "There are so many of us, how can we be afraid of him? I'll behead him first, and then decide whose head it is!"

This remark attracted a lot of people's responses. In their opinion, Qiao Ye's first kill was not because Qiao Ye was strong enough, but because everyone was not united, each had his own mind, and wanted to grab Qiao Ye's head. Just gave Qiao Ye a chance!

Almost instantly, in all directions of Qiao Ye, someone jumped up and attacked Qiao Ye at the same time.

"Martial soul, the moon of mid-spring!"

"Martial soul, the five elements of gold!"

"Martial soul, evil spirit demon pupil!"

Above the arena, a spring rain suddenly swayed, and the rain in the sky showed a hint of gloom, turning into a water sword with a handle, hanging upside down on Qiao Ye's head.

Under that spring rain, there was a sudden sound of symphony of gold and swords, and the meaning of killing flowed, making people feel like they were in the battlefield. Then, an illusion soldier with golden light all over his body appeared and began to move towards Qiao Ye's direction array charge!

On the top of Qiao Ye's head, a strong smell of blood appeared. In the next moment, the space seemed to crack open, tearing out a void crack, and then a black pupil fell from the sky, a blood-colored eyeball kept turning, and then One after another, blood-red light beams shot out continuously and shot down in the direction of Qiao Ye.

Boom, boom, boom...

Several martial spirits attacked Qiao Ye at the same time, which was earth-shattering, and the arena shattered inch by inch. If there were no formation guards around the arena, the arena would definitely disappear in an instant, and even everyone watching the battle would be affected.

The dust is starting to fill!

Someone pouted and said, "I'm afraid this kid will be blasted to ashes, but who killed this?"

"Of course it's me!" said a young man in a red military uniform: "My evil spirit Demon Pupil attacked last, and naturally I killed it!"

"Fart!" Someone roared: "Before you attacked, that kid was beaten to death by me!"

There is a dispute in the arena, which is related to the ownership of the four Noble Phantasms!

But at this time...

"Why quarrel!" Qiao Ye's voice sounded faintly: "None of you can get it anyway!"

The voice of arguing came to an abrupt end, and everyone looked at the scattered sand. Qiao Ye stepped on the sand and walked out. The only change was that he had a dark armor on his body, surrounded by black smoke, and looked extremely evil. different!

Since Qiao Ye was still alive, the quarrel over who killed it would be meaningless, and everyone immediately surrounded Qiao Ye again.

Qiao Ye licked the corner of his mouth and said, "There are more than thirty people, which is indeed a lot more."

"What? Now you know you're afraid?" Someone sneered: "Unfortunately, it's too late!"

"No!" Qiao Ye hooked the corner of his mouth and said: "I mean, let's get rid of the guys who are not qualified to participate in this battle first!"

boom!

Qiao Ye stretched out his hand, stabbed the black spear towards the ground, and then stretched out his palm.

tick, tick...

From Qiao Ye's fingertips, bright red blood beads seeped out, dripping continuously to the ground.

In the next moment, the blood that had been spilled on the ground because of the battle was boiling, and blood bubbles continued to pour out.

"Hundred Battles and Blood Techniques!" Qiao Ye smiled grimly: "Puncture!"

Suddenly, the arena trembled, and then a bluestone brick board suddenly shattered, a blood-colored spike penetrated from the ground, and penetrated a person's body from behind.

The man didn't even have a chance to react, a blood hole was opened in his chest, and even the whole person was picked up into the air, and hung on the spikes that were stabbed diagonally.

"You defeated a martial artist of the sixth rank of Martial Madness, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Point: 9100 points."

Everyone was shocked, the attack was too sudden, and there was blood dripping from the hanging corpse.

The moment the blood fell to the ground, it quickly infiltrated the arena and disappeared, and then...

Boom, boom, boom!

On the trembling arena, bricks were shattered one by one, and then, one by one, blood thorns were densely packed, constantly piercing out, spreading out in all directions!

Someone jumped up quickly, but in mid-air, the sound of bricks breaking again came from behind, and five or six blood thorns pierced out at the same time, heading towards the opponent's back.

The man's expression changed in shock, and at the same time he was a little fortunate that his martial spirit was a huge ghost-headed shield, which was a defensive type, but...

Boom!

At the moment when the man wanted to defend, the surrounding smoke swirled around the blood-colored spikes, and even directly destroyed the spirit.

puff!

In the next moment, the blood-colored tip pierced into the body, penetrated the man's body, and hung the man in the air.

"You defeated a martial artist of the seventh rank of Martial Madness, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 9600 points."

The blood-colored spikes are too many, and they are too dense, constantly breaking out of the ground, and, as if they can track, no matter how they dodge, they will attack from all directions.

and…

With more and more corpses, more and more blood is flowing, the speed of the blood-colored spikes is getting faster and faster, and the speed of advancement is also getting faster and faster. Even, the blood-colored spikes are only about three meters at first. Root, and now, every blood-colored spike has skyrocketed to a distance of five meters!

The dazzling black smoke of the demons continued to impact the opponent's spirit, and the dense blood-colored spikes were...

kill!

Puff puff…

The sound of tearing flesh reappeared, piercing the bodies of the three, and then hanging the corpses high.

"You defeated a martial artist of the seventh rank of Martial Madness, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 9600 points."

"You defeated a martial artist of the sixth rank of Martial Madness, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Value: 9000 points."

"You defeated a martial artist of the sixth rank of Martial Madness, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Point: 9100 points."

…

The **** smell became stronger and stronger, and the pungent smell made people feel extremely uncomfortable. The dripping blood hit the ground, making a crisp sound.

The arena was completely shrouded in blood-colored spikes, covering almost every corner of the arena, and on those blood-colored spikes, there were corpses hanging one by one, just for a brief moment, the people who participated in the battle Just two-thirds less!

Qiao Ye spread his hands and said with a chuckle: "Those who are not eligible to participate in the battle have been eliminated. As for the rest..."

Qiao Ye licked the corner of his mouth, feeling the taste of blood.

"Let's keep fighting!"

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