Qiao Ye's words were like water dripping into a frying pan, and it suddenly exploded!
"What an arrogant boy!" Bai Lingfeng snorted coldly: "Do you still want to defeat so many of us on your own?"
Di Qiulong looked at Qiao Ye with a gloomy look and said: "I have always heard that Blood Sea Academy is arrogant. Among the four major academies, Blood Sea Academy is the most overbearing. Now it seems that it is not clear whether it is overbearing or not. It is true that it is arrogant. It is simply
You are arrogant, but do you have the qualifications to be so arrogant?"
Qiao Ye was obviously guilty of public outrage, but Qiao Ye didn't care at all and just reached out and hooked forward.
"You've talked so much nonsense." Qiao Ye said, "Are you going to make it or not?"
Everyone looked at each other. Although there was anger in their hearts, they still said that. No one wanted to take the initiative and make someone else's wedding dress.
However, there are always those who are grumpy and intolerable.
Zhang Zhun jumped forward, punched suddenly and said: "Just let me meet you!"
Zhang Zhunren gave the title of Diamond God Fist, which is also a famous figure on the Fengchu list. He relied on a pair of meat fists to blast forward. His body was filled with a layer of golden light, like a golden body. Then,
The boss's golden fist mark hit Qiao Ye's face.
Qiao Ye didn't waste any time and just slapped it with one palm.
Three forms of Tianwu, Heaven-Breaking Palm!
A big hand seal was launched, which was several times larger than Zhang Zhun's golden fist seal. He hit hard from the front, and there was an explosion sound in the ring, and then Zhang Zhun took several steps back.
Someone asked in surprise: "Isn't this the Heaven-Breaking Palm of the Third Style of Tianwu? Isn't he from the Blood Sea Academy?"
Zhang Zhun was forced back by a palm, and he was angry. He jumped up again and said: "I don't care what academy he is from, kill him!"
Zhang Zhun punched continuously, and this time, the golden fist seal was not one, but several, more domineering than before.
Qiao Ye looked indifferent and struck out with another palm.
boom!
This time, the big handprint of the Sky-Breaking Palm appeared directly on Zhang Zhun's head. He slapped it down and fell directly from the sky. The golden fist seal, along with Zhang Zhun, hit the ground directly, and he pressed it hard.
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Zhang Zhun kept struggling, and then he was surprised to find that he couldn't get out.
The power of that big mudra is so fierce!
Qiao Ye looked around and said, "You're welcome, you can come together!"
The others looked at each other. Suddenly, someone suddenly drew his sword, and with a clang, a cold silver sword light appeared and slashed in the direction of Qiao Ye.
Qiao Ye didn't hurry and stretched out her hand to open the Tsing Yi umbrella. With a clang, the sword light was blocked by the surface of the Tsing Yi umbrella.
Someone started, and naturally others followed. A strong wind roared on the side of Qiao Ye, and someone came with a sword and slashed at Qiao Ye.
Qiao Ye raised her hand casually, pulled out the thin sword from the green umbrella, and swept it to the side. With a clang, she blocked the sword.
"Ah, ah, ah..."
Zhang Zhun, who was suppressed by the big hand seal, raised his head and roared. Suddenly, his body was filled with golden light.
In the golden light, the appearance of an angry-looking Arhat was transformed, and then continued to enter Zhang Zhun's body like a liquid.
An eighth-grade imperial-level possessed martial soul, an Arhat with angry eyes.
Boom!
With a loud noise, Zhang Zhun punched, shattering the big handprint, and then rose into the sky.
The next moment, a punch came out.
As a civilian martial artist, Zhang Zhun has the Vajra Boxing technique passed down from his ancestors, but his level is not much higher. After all, Zhang Zhun belongs to a type whose ancestors have never been rich. Zhang Zhun is able to reach this stage except that his talent is really good.
, the most important thing is that the Vajra Divine Fist is particularly compatible with Zhang Zhun’s Wuhun Raging Eyes Arhat. Adding the two together, the power is doubled!
This is what Ji Wuyuan said, it is best to match the martial arts with martial arts. Although Zhang Zhun's Diamond Fist is a martial skill, with the matching martial arts, it can also show super-level power.
At this moment, the golden fist seal blasted out, continued to expand, and fell from the sky, just like a golden comet, crashing towards Qiao Ye.
Qiao Ye raised her head, narrowed her eyes, and then...
"Martial spirit!" Qiao Ye shouted softly: "The devil is in chaos!"
Qiao Ye knows very well that you can be confident, but you must not be arrogant. Fighting against the martial spirit with your body is courting death. To fight against the martial spirit, of course you still have to use the martial spirit!
Black smoke was lingering. Qiao Ye reached out and grabbed a handful in the black smoke. Then, he pulled out a black halberd from the black smoke and swung the halberd into the air.
Boom!
Gold and black, the two colors collided in the air, making a loud noise, and the two people's attacks exploded at the same time.
But at this moment...
"Martial spirit, a thousand birds walking through the forest!"
Someone followed Zhang Zhun and used his martial spirit. He raised his head suddenly and countless palm-sized transformed birds appeared and began to pounce in the direction of Qiao Ye.
Qiao Ye didn't waste any time. He swung his halberd and slashed towards the back. A large cloud of black smoke flew up and kept moving forward, engulfing the flying birds. In the blink of an eye, the flying birds were submerged.
"You..." Qiao Ye smiled and dropped the halberd blade to the ground, then drew a circle around his body and said with a smile: "No!"
Some people were furious, some looked gloomy, and some were trembling in their hearts.
Qiao Ye’s circle means...
He hasn't moved yet!
Yes, Qiao Ye just stood there. Even though he was under siege, Qiao Ye's feet never moved an inch.
This is a naked provocation!
"Boy, you are too crazy!" someone yelled angrily: "Suffer death!"
Qiao Ye tilted her head, raised her head slightly, reached out to smooth the hair in front of her forehead, and suddenly there was a trace of ferocity in her eyes!
suddenly...
puff!
Qiao Ye still didn't move, but black smoke suddenly surged in from all around. The pupils of the man who jumped towards Qiao Ye suddenly shrank, and then...
Blood spreads!
The black smoke passed by the man, just like a sharp knife slashing past him. Then the man's body was broken into two parts, and he fell straight from the air.
A pool of blood appeared and slowly spread around.
"You defeated a warrior at the seventh level of the Martial Madness Realm, absorbed the power of the Martial Soul, and obtained the Martial Soul Value: 9500 points."
The sudden appearance of the corpse caused everyone's movements to stagnate.
A Douwang battle is not a life and death fight. Although there were dead people in previous Douwang battles, they were never so ferocious. The shots were aimed at killing people, and it was rare to cut someone in half with one blow.
"Is this something worthy of surprise?" Qiao Ye tilted her head, narrowed her eyes, and lowered the corners of her mouth and said: "When you decided to kill me, you should be prepared to be killed by me.