Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 221 Battle

Xian Yuran's palm quickly pressed on Qiao Ye's shoulder.

Qiao Ye looked sideways, and then his shoulders were suddenly raised, and a dark force spurted out, shaking Xian Yuran's palm open.

Xian Yuran looked at Qiao Ye coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "Qiao Ye, I've already given you a lot of face, you don't know what to do."

Qiao Ye smiled and said, "It's okay, you can don't give me face."

"Damn!" Xian Yuran's handsome face suddenly became distorted, pointing at Qiao Ye and saying, "No one has ever dared to speak to me like this, do you know that you are playing with fire?"

"And then?" Qiao Ye said, "Are you going to fight me? The one that doesn't need me to release water!"

Xian Yuran said angrily: "Do you really think it's great to kill a bunch of trash in the battle of kings? Just let me teach you, what will happen if you don't listen to me!"

As Xian Yuran said that, he reached out and took out a colorful feather from his arms and said, "Get up!"

That Caiyu radiated light, suddenly turned into a sharp sword, and flew towards Qiao Ye's direction.

Qiao Ye raised his hand fiercely, stretched out his hand, and pinched the color feathers at his fingertips. However, the strength of the color feathers was greater than Qiao Ye imagined. Dash forward.

Qiao Ye immediately turned his head to one side, and the color feather rubbed Qiao Ye's cheek and flew out towards the back, hitting the pavilion where Xian Yuran was before, blowing the stone table in the pavilion to pieces.

After the blow, Xian Yuran didn't stop. He tapped his fingertips on an aromatherapy ball hanging on his waist, and a small bronze mirror the size of a palm appeared in Xian Yuran's hand.

"Sky Mirror!"

Xian Yuran raised the skylight mirror over the top, and the sun was shining in the air. After falling on the mirror surface, it turned into a golden light reflection and blasted towards Qiao Ye.

Boom!

A violent explosion sounded, the golden light fell to the ground, and the ground was immediately blown to pieces.

Xian Yuran shouted: "Come again!"

As soon as the light mirror turned that day, the direction of the sunlight reflected changed and came towards Qiao Ye. The golden beam wiped Qiao Ye's body and flew backward, bombarding a rockery into pieces.

Xian Yuran laughed and said, "Qiao Ye, come on, can't you fight?"

Qiao Ye said disdainfully, "Just how many treasures do you have in your hand?"

"So what?" Xian Yuran said coldly: "I am the prince of Loulan, and I even have the opportunity to become the heir. My mother is also of noble birth. I was born with a golden spoon in my hand. What a piece of shit, in this world, power and money are everything, and you can't be envious of a native from the countryside like you!"

Xian Yuran was talking, reached out and took another treasure from his arms, but it was a swallow dart, and threw it in the direction of Qiao Ye.

The swallow dart was only the size of **** at the beginning, but the moment it flew out, the golden light skyrocketed, and it directly became half human height.

Qiao Ye stretched out his hand and pushed it forward, trying to block the swallow dart down, but in an instant, the swallow dart suddenly shrank again, passed in front of Qiao Ye, and instantly cut the front of Qiao Ye's chest. Open a mouth.

Xian Yuran laughed, pointed at Qiao Ye and said, "Just because of you, do you want to fight with me?"

As Xian Yuran spoke, the sky light in his hand shone again, the refracted sunlight turned into a golden beam, and went straight to Qiao Ye, but at this moment...

Qiao Ye suddenly stretched out his hand, the Gorefiend finger on his thumb stuck to the side of his index finger, and with a slight push, the golden spikes on the Gorefiend finger cut Qiao Ye's finger.

The bright red blood dripped down, and in the next moment, Qiao Ye slammed his palm towards the front.

The blood essence in the Gorefiend's finger was moved, and with Qiao Ye's palm swiping forward, a large swath of blood mist rushed forward, and then "click, click" like an ice-clean voice instantly sounded.

An oblique, more than ten-meter-high blood-colored crystal appeared in front of Qiao Ye out of thin air, colliding with the golden light.

Boom!

The earth trembled, and in the roar, when the golden light beam hit the blood-colored crystal, it was shattered by the shock.

at the same time……

Click!

Xian Yuran only felt the heat in his palm, and hurriedly threw the sky light realm out. The light realm fell on the ground that day, and the mirror surface was completely shattered. A seventh-grade treasure was forcibly smashed by Qiao Ye. .

The power of the Gorefiend's Finger is more terrifying than imagined. Even a sixth-grade Noble Phantasm shouldn't be able to damage a seventh-grade Noble Phantasm so easily. Of course, the Gorefiend's Finger is a one-shot deal, and after a single blow, it will be for the time being. It can't be used anymore, because of such shortcomings, the power of the Gorefiend's finger is quite terrifying.

After a blow, Qiao Ye paced forward.

"Noble Phantasm, I also have it." Qiao Ye stepped on it one step at a time, black smoke rose from his feet, looked at Xian Yuran and said, "But after all, it's just an external force, don't you even have the dignity to fight with your own skills?"

"Humph!" Xian Yuran snorted coldly: "Qiao Ye, you are too complacent, do you really think I will be afraid of you?"

Xian Yuran took a deep breath, and suddenly raised his foot and stepped towards the ground.

The ground was not broken by Xian Yuran's foot, but was very strange. The ground under Xian Yuran's feet even arched up and turned into a small dirt bag.

"I just like to use the easiest way to get the results I want. The pursuit of the world is nothing but money, power, and women. I have a lot of these things. If they want, I will give them to them, so they can get what they want so easily. The result you want, why fight and kill like those ordinary people, but..." Xian Yuran stretched out his finger to Qiao Ye and said, "You are different from those people, they know how to honor and honor, but you are very ignorant of honor. !"

Xian Yuran suddenly stretched out his hand and reached out towards Qiao Ye.

"Lingbo Twisting Art!"

Xian Yuran snorted coldly, while Qiao Ye raised his brows sharply. At the moment when Xian Yuran shot, Qiao Ye felt a sense of danger approaching, and instinctively stepped out and used Jiugong Feixing to move around. Location.

At the moment when Qiao Ye dodged, the place where Qiao Ye stood before exploded in an instant, and countless stones seemed to be pulled by a huge force, all flew into the air, and then were crushed and smashed. On the ground, there was an extra circle of pits, and a piece was dug abruptly.

"Do you really think that the promise of benefits will make you lose because I can't beat you?" Xian Yuran grinned: "I'm just too lazy to fight. Besides, what are you? What's your status? Are you qualified to let me fight seriously?"

As Xian Yuran spoke, he moved forward, and at the same time spread his hands to the sides again.

Almost instantly, the ground on both sides trembled again.

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