Those who were still standing on the ring felt a chill in their hearts for no reason.
They finally understood what Qiao Ye meant.
Anyone who cannot survive this attack will not be eligible to participate in the subsequent battle.
because……
They are all dead!
boom!
At the same time, Qiao Ye swung his halberd, cut away the bloody thorns in front of him, and stepped forward.
This was the first time that Qiao Ye left his original position, and the first time his range of activities exceeded the circle that Qiao Ye drew by himself.
"Let me count how many are left..." Qiao Ye said with a ferocious smile: "1, 2, 3..."
Boom!
Suddenly, the ground behind Qiao Ye suddenly exploded, and two young men dressed in black costumes jumped out from behind, holding daggers in their hands, and stabbed Qiao Ye in the back hard.
The Feng brothers!
The Feng family in the Jianmen land does not run a dojo, nor is it a place of inheritance, nor is it a noble family, but an organization that painstakingly cultivates assassins. Feng Xinbao and Feng Zimo are outstanding among the young people of the Feng family's generation.
Both of them are at the seventh level of Wu Kuang Realm. They are not outstanding, but they are very good at assassination!
The so-called assassination means appearing in the most critical position at the most critical moment, and then...
Kill each other!
The Feng brothers found this opportunity. When Qiao Ye was unprepared, they suddenly came and attacked Qiao Ye's back.
The corners of their mouths couldn't help but smile.
Qiao Ye is very strong, terrifyingly strong. Many people don't realize how stupid they are until they die. The benefits promised by Yan Beixing are not what they can take if they want.
But precisely because of Qiao Ye's power, the two of them firmly believed that after such a terrifying blow and a large number of lives were harvested, Qiao Ye would be proud and would take it lightly.
They just need to seize the moment, and then...
Dang lang, ding lang!
The two people's daggers stabbed Qiao Ye in the back at the same time, but after the crisp buzzing sound, the two people's daggers were not able to pierce Qiao Ye's dark armor!
Both of them had a look of astonishment on their faces at the same time. The dagger was not an ordinary dagger, but was transformed by their martial spirits. This was equivalent to a direct hard defense of the martial spirits on both sides, and the result was the martial arts of the Feng brothers.
Was completely crushed.
What grade is Qiao Ye's martial spirit?
This thought crossed their minds involuntarily.
Then……
puff!
The moment the two of them had doubts, Qiao Ye didn't even look back, and swept the black halberd in his hand toward the back.
The next moment, the pupils of the Feng brothers were so wide open that their bodies were cut into two parts at the same time and fell from the air to the ground. Their eyelids could not be closed, and they were filled with doubts and refused to rest in silence.
"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: 9600 points."
"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: 9600 points."
Qiao Ye raised his arm and shook away the blood on the black spurge.
"Leave two more!" Qiao Ye looked forward and said, "There are seven people left. Should you come over? Or should I?"
The remaining seven people are the strongest in this battle of kings, and they are also the reason why they are still alive. But even so, looking at the densely packed corpses hanging on blood-colored spikes around them, the seven people are still stunned from head to toe.
A chill.
"What are you afraid of!" Zhang Zhun shouted in a low voice: "No matter how capable he is, after killing so many people, he must have consumed a lot of money. If we go together, the consumption will consume him to death!"
As Zhang Zhun said this, he took the lead and stepped forward fiercely!
A circle of golden light appeared on Zhang Zhun's body, and layers of air waves rolled up around him and pushed away, cutting off the blood thorns around him. Then he stepped forward fiercely and punched Qiao Ye from the air.
The huge golden fist seal appeared again, coming with the sound of howling wind, continuously crushing the blood thorns in front of it.
Qiao Ye raised his head and said, "Since you are so confident, let's start with you!"
Facing the golden fist seal, Qiao Ye directly landed with a halberd.
Boom!
There was a loud explosion, and the golden fist mark was shattered by Qiao Ye's halberd. The terrifying huge wave pushed back, and Zhang Zhun was directly thrown away. The clothes on his chest were torn and bloody, but Zhang Zhun was
A carp suddenly stood up again.
Zhang Zhun's Angry Eyes King Kong is not only powerful in physical fist attack, but also quite good in defense. This is a characteristic of martial arts related to Buddhism. The golden body of Buddhism can withstand beatings!
at the same time……
Following Zhang Zhun's attack, the others were not idle either. They all jumped over the surrounding blood thorns and headed towards Qiao Ye.
Di Qiulong from Qinglong Dojo shouted lowly and spread his arms horizontally.
"Martial spirit!" Di Qiulong roared: "The dragon is turning in the waves!"
Di Qiulong's surroundings glowed with light like white waves, and then, a seven or eight meter long white dragon appeared, twisting and turning in the air, and swooped down towards Qiao Ye.
"It's just a snake..." Qiao Ye sneered and said, "How dare you call it a dragon?"
When the white dragon came to Qiao Ye, before the bloody mouth could open, Qiao Ye suddenly jumped up and put a palm on the head of the white dragon.
Boom!
The huge body of the white dragon was knocked to the ground by Qiao Ye's blow, and the arena was shattered into pieces.
After the blow, Qiao Ye did not stop, but turned around and waved his halberd!
Because, the moment Qiao Ye succeeded, a howling wind suddenly appeared behind Qiao Ye.
Lan Bao, the son of Tianyuan Kingdom’s flying cavalry general!
Boom!
The moment Sapphire rushed out, a set of silver armor appeared on his body.
The fist collided with the black halberd, making a clear ringing sound. Although Qiao Ye did not cut the armor open with a halberd, Lan Bao's whole body was chopped away by Qiao Ye's halberd, and he was unable to resist the attack from the halberd.
With so much force, after falling to the ground, he rolled continuously and finally managed to stabilize his body.
"Jiejiejiejiejiejie..."
At this time, sudden strange laughter came from all directions.
Bai Lingfeng, a disciple of Wuxun Dojo!
besides……
Ground-level eighth-grade summoning type martial spirit!
The little monk from hell!
The little hell monk was only the size of a palm, wearing a black cassock and a skull head. He stood in the palm of Bai Lingfeng's hand and opened and closed his mouth, making that harsh and weird laugh.
Almost instantly, Qiao Ye felt a dizzy feeling in his head. Even the energy in his body became disordered in the laughter. The black smoke surrounding him began to change due to abnormalities in Qiao Ye's body.
Erratic, constantly shaking, scattered, and then reunited!
A spiritual attack type martial spirit!
and……
The attack of the little hell monk is not just a mental attack!