Yan Shizheng was rushing towards Qiao Ye, or in other words, he had almost rushed to Qiao Ye.
But at this moment, Yan Shizheng felt an inexplicable fear coming into his heart, and he suddenly stopped instead of walking through the black smoke!
At the moment Yan Shizheng stepped back...
The black smoke was as sharp as a knife, and when it passed around, the arena felt like it was being hacked by a knife and an axe, with large cracks appearing, which looked shocking.
Cold sweat also flowed from Yan Shizheng's forehead. If it weren't for the perception of danger that made him stop in time, Yan Shizheng felt that he might have been cold now. The Liuru Talisman only enhanced his speed, and did not make him disappear and rush into the black smoke.
, he will definitely be cut into a pile of corpses.
On the other side, entering the martial soul state, Qiao Ye directly stretched out his hand, pulled out a black halberd from the black smoke, and waved it forcefully forward. The black smoke surrounding Qiao Ye immediately surged like a wave, heading towards
It flew out from the front.
"Defend!"
Yan Shizheng gave a low shout, and the "speed" character spell in the Liuru spell dimmed again, and instead, the "defense" character spell began to shine.
Dang rang, dang rang, dang rang!
The next moment, black smoke surged from all around Yan Shizheng. When it touched Yan Shizheng's body, there was a crisp metallic sound, like a sharp knife cutting through iron.
Yan Shizheng said ferociously: "You want to kill me? Are you worthy?"
When Yan Shizheng was talking, the six-ru spell was switched again, this time, it became a bouncing spell.
boom!
Yan Shizheng kicked one foot violently toward the ground, and then jumped into the air.
Since it's impossible to attack Qiao Ye from all sides, then from the air!
Qiao Ye looked up and said with a smile: "It's the same from above!"
Qiao Ye stretched out his finger and hooked it. Then, something suddenly exploded in front of Qiao Ye, making a loud noise. The surrounding black smoke quickly surged in. After gathering in front of Qiao Ye, suddenly
It rose from the ground and turned into a column of smoke that shot straight into the sky.
Yan Shizheng gritted his teeth and growled at Qiao Ye: "Do you really think I don't dare to take it hard!"
Yan Shizheng roared, switched the Liuru Talisman to defense again, and then fell directly from the air!
The rising black smoke condensed and transformed, and quickly turned into a dark demonic dragon. The dragon's claws were ferocious, and its scales were shining brightly. It rushed towards Yan Shizheng with its fangs and claws.
Boom!
In the sky, the falling Yan Shizheng collided hard with the demon dragon, making a loud noise.
A circle of invisible waves pushed around, and the buildings around the arena began to tremble involuntarily.
"ah!"
Yan Shizheng roared loudly, and with a strong tear with both hands, he tore open the demonic dragon formed by the condensed smoke, and then dived downwards.
But also at this moment...
boom!
Qiao Ye suddenly stepped on the ground and jumped into the air.
Demonic blood!
Black smoke swirled around, and a suit of armor covered Qiao Ye's body.
It was as black as night, with lion's mouth shoulder pads on both sides of its shoulders, a dragon's head on the upper edge of its combat boots, and an unknown evil beast on its chest with its bloody mouth open, looking extremely ferocious.
Qiao Ye reached out and grabbed the black spurge in her palm.
The two met in the air and slashed forward with force. Yan Shizheng raised his fist and smashed it down hard.
Boom!
There was a violent collision, and then the air wave pushed away and knocked the two people down from the air.
Boom, boom!
With their feet on the ground, Qiao Ye and Yan Shizheng fell back into the ring at the same time. After crushing a piece of the ring, they rushed forward again.
Boom, boom, boom!
Qiao Ye kept dancing his halberd, while Yan Shizheng greeted him with both fists, constantly colliding with the black halberd.
The two people collided continuously, and every blow they met would cause violent fluctuations. Every time they stepped on it, the ring would explode into pieces.
"You can't kill me!" Yan Shizheng roared angrily: "If you can't break the Liuru spell, then don't even try to kill me!"
Boom!
Yan Shizheng roared angrily, punching out again, and once again fighting hard against the black halberd in Qiao Ye's hand.
Qiao Ye narrowed her eyes and did not answer Yan Shizheng.
However, a Heavenly Selection level martial spirit is indeed no small matter. Yan Shizheng's martial spirit is obviously only at the eighth level, but because it is a Heavenly Selection level, it fully possesses the level of a seventh-level martial spirit, and is even infinitely close to the sixth level.
At least, this was the first time Qiao Ye saw someone able to face his Demon Dazzling Head-on.
"Then..." Qiao Ye looked at Yan Shizheng and said, "As long as my martial spirit becomes stronger!"
Yan Shizheng said with disdain: "How to become stronger? You can do it by bragging..."
Yan Shizheng suddenly stopped mid-sentence because...
Boom!
The ring under Qiao Ye's feet once again crackled and exploded, forming a deep pit downwards. The black smoke surged up into the sky.
The area covered by the black smoke became larger, more metaphorical, and more manic.
Qiao Ye raised the black halberd, smashed it forward with all his strength, and said: "Netherworld Demon Realm!"
Almost instantly, black smoke spread out in all directions, covering a whole space. Then the phantoms of mountains appeared one by one and slowly took shape. White human bones were everywhere, and huge black iron chains were hung all over the stone mountain.
, the skull strung on the chain exudes a deep feeling.
If the world doesn't tolerate me, I will fall into the devil!
On the top of the stone mountain, ten bright red characters were written like blood, revealing an evil feeling.
"ah!"
Qiao Ye opened her arms, raised her head and roared!
Yan Shizheng's eyes widened, and a look of fear finally appeared on his face.
Qiao Ye's energy was still rising steadily, and the power revealed by the martial spirit was extremely terrifying, and it actually became stronger again.
The next moment, Qiao Ye raised his halberd and waved it.
The ground in front suddenly exploded, and a strong wind blew forward. Yan Shizheng gritted his teeth and crossed his arms, enduring the constant impact of flying rocks.
Yan Shizheng felt severe pain!
This made Yan Shizheng extremely frightened!
Under the defensive state of Liuru Talisman, Yan Shizheng's body is like solid gold and iron. It is difficult to be hurt by a sword, let alone feel pain. And Yan Shizheng feels pain, which naturally means that, unlike the previous attacks, Qiao
Ye's attack this time was effective against Yan Shizheng.
After a while, the gravel fell to the ground and the strong wind dispersed.
Qiao Ye fiercely raised his halberd, his eyes were blood red due to congestion, and he stared at Yan Shizheng firmly and said: "It's almost time to decide the outcome. Let's see if I can kill you, or you can beat me to death."
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boom!
The moment he finished speaking, Qiao Ye stamped his feet, crushing the ground, and then forced himself towards Yan Shizheng again.