Chapter 173: Seventh Grade Martial Spirit, Is It Great?
Chapter 173: Is the seventh-grade martial spirit amazing?
This blow was no small matter. The moment the ice sword fell, wind and snow surrounded it, as if a storm had rolled up in the sky.
Qiao Ye sneered, then slightly bent her legs, jumped directly into the air, casually reached out and grasped the black euphorbia, and the black euphorbia appeared in Qiao Ye's hand.
As soon as the halberd danced out, there was a "bang" in the sky, as if something suddenly exploded, and there was a bursting sound in the air. The overwhelming falling wind and snow was actually chopped into pieces by Qiao Ye's halberd.
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When the second halberd was slashed, Qiao Ye showed no intention of giving in and just swung the halberd into the air.
With a bang, the two met in the air, and their weapons also collided fiercely in the air.
The ice sword continued to sprinkle ice shards, and then the two of them fell from the air and fell to the ground.
Boom, boom!
Qiao Ye and Jiang Liuxue twisted their bodies in mid-air at the same time. Immediately afterwards, Qiao Ye took the lead. The moment he landed, he used his strength and flew forward, approaching Jiang Liuxue.
The black halberd in his hand danced again. Although the black halberd looked quite huge and bulky, in Qiao Ye's hands it was like an arm wielder. It was so fast that it slashed forward continuously, making it impossible to even see the black color clearly.
From the Euphorbia, one could only see black shadows one after another, slashing towards Jiang Liuxue in succession.
Dang rang, dang rang, dang rang!
The crisp chirping sounds kept ringing, and Jiang Liuxue could only continue to defend passively, constantly holding the ice sword horizontally, trying to block it, and the ice shards continued to scatter in all directions.
Impossible, impossible, impossible...
Jiang Liuxue looked ferocious, unable to imagine the scene in front of her. His martial spirit was actually suppressed!
My own martial spirit is obviously a seventh-grade martial spirit, how could it be suppressed? Why should it be suppressed!
"This is impossible!"
Jiang Liuxue suddenly roared, and then fiercely raised his sword to point to the sky. The ice and snow in the sky condensed instantly, flying overwhelmingly.
The next moment, in the wind and snow, a giant ice sword that was more than ten meters away suddenly condensed and stabbed down hard.
"Frost dances into a sword!" Jiang Liuxue roared: "Qiao Ye, your martial spirit can't be stronger than mine, I don't believe it!"
Along with Jiang Liuxue's roar, the ice sword fell from the sky and fell straight down. Ice and frost swirled around the ice sword. Under the feet of the two people, a piece of white frost and cold mist appeared, pushing crazily towards the surroundings.
On the snow on the ground, there was another frost flower.
"Don't you believe it?" Qiao Ye looked at the ice sword falling in the air, suddenly laughed and said, "Then you should believe it, right?"
Qiao Ye had no intention of dodging, and just let the ice sword fall from the air.
The next moment, Qiao Ye suddenly raised his palm!
Seeing that the ice sword was about to stab Qiao Ye, no, rather than stabbing it, it would be more accurate to say that it was smashed.
But right now...
In the palm of Qiao Ye's hand, a large black smoke suddenly burst out and shot out into the air, and then...
Withstood it!
Just above the black smoke, the flying black smoke actually caught the huge ice sword, like a solid wall, blocking the sword, no matter how the ice sword trembled
, just can't go down even half an inch.
"Break it!"
Qiao Ye shouted low, and then black smoke exploded, like giant black snakes, climbing up the sword.
Click, click, click!
As black smoke surrounded the huge ice sword, the sound of shattering continued to appear, and cracks continued to appear on the ice sword and began to fall into pieces.
Jiang Liuxue's eyes widened and he roared in disbelief: "I am a seventh-grade martial spirit, how could I lose!"
Qiao Ye smiled and said: "The seventh-grade martial spirit, isn't it amazing?"
Click!
Qiao Ye stretched out his hand and gave it a weak squeeze. The huge ice sword broke completely and turned into countless broken ice, falling from the air.
The next moment, Qiao Ye's figure flashed and came directly to Jiang Liuxue, reaching out and holding the ice sword in Jiang Liuxue's hand.
Click!
With just one grip, the ice sword shattered with a bang. The ice-condensing sword inside was caught in Qiao Ye's hand, and Jiang Liuxue's so-called seventh-grade martial spirit was killed by force.
puff!
Jiang Liuxue spit out a mouthful of blood and kept retreating.
"You defeated a warrior at the second level of the Martial Madness Realm, absorbed the power of the Martial Soul, and obtained the Martial Soul Value: 7500 points."
Qiao Ye waved the Ningbing Sword in her hand and said to Jiang Liuxue: "I'm afraid you can't make me spit out anything, but I accept this sword with a smile."
Jiang Liuxue said angrily: "You..."
"What?" Qiao Ye said with a smile: "Do you still want to fight? Can you still gather your martial spirit now?"
"let's go!"
Jiang Liuxue looked ugly, but finally turned around and left.
Destroying the martial spirit is not fatal, but it means that the martial spirit can no longer be used in the short term, which can range from a few hours to a day or two. Without the martial spirit, Jiang Liuxue can not even use 30% of his strength.
If he doesn't come out, he'll be beaten.
Qiao Ye smiled, grabbed the Ningbing Sword and made a gesture of inserting the jade token. In fact, it was absorbed directly. Qiao Ye was not interested in the weapon at all at the moment, so it was enough for its use.
"You absorbed the Ningbing Sword and gained the power of martial soul: 100,000 points."
Good guy, with a martial spirit value of 100,000, I can’t tell that this ice-condensing sword is quite valuable. It’s considered top-notch among the seventh-grade treasure phantoms. It was probably intended to be forged into a sixth-grade treasure phantom, but it didn’t work.
, in the end it is only the seventh-grade treasure, otherwise it would be impossible to absorb so much martial soul value, and it obviously uses spiritual materials higher than the seventh-grade treasure phantom for refining.
Moreover, one hundred thousand martial spirit points, including the two hundred thousand accumulated by Qiao Ye, can also increase his cultivation level by one level.
"Your cultivation level has been upgraded to the third level of Wu Kuang Realm."
"call!"
Qiao Ye took a deep breath and entered the third level of martial madness. Feeling that the aura in her body was obviously stronger, Qiao Ye also immediately breathed out to stabilize her cultivation.
However, after the third level of Wu Kuang Realm...
Qiao Ye's little fortune has been completely emptied, and the accumulated martial soul points have been completely used up. There are only a few thousand left, and there is no inventory. If he wants to upgrade his cultivation to the fourth level of the martial madness realm, he will probably have to spend a lot of money.
At least five or six hundred white ghosts must be hunted and their ghost marrow absorbed.
On the other side, Yue Hua looked at Qiao Ye and said with a smile: "The old man thought you were pretty good the first time I saw you. You are indeed helping our Blood Sea Academy. Next time I meet those blind people, I will still beat them.
What kind of nonsense are they? Even Tianwu Academy dares to make trouble with us."