Stepping over Dongfang Sheng's body, Qiao Ye stepped forward.
Lin Ziyi was fighting one against three, and the battle was getting intense, but at this moment...
The tumbling wave in the air fell again, Lin Ziyi raised his hand, and countless phantom butterflies appeared again, but at this time...
A palm was placed on the back of Lin Ziyi's hand, and then Lin Ziyi's palm was slowly pressed down.
Lin Ziyi turned her head and looked at Qiao Ye who appeared next to her.
Qiao Ye reached out and pushed Lin Ziyi's hair hanging down from her forehead behind her ears.
For a moment, Lin Ziyi's heart seemed to stop beating.
"You're tired!" Qiao Ye looked at Lin Ziyi and said, "Let me do it next!"
The moment Qiao Ye finished speaking, he raised the black halberd in his hand and slashed it casually to the side. The water waves that rolled down from the air were all cut open in an instant and hit the ground around him. From Qiao Ye
He passed by Lin Ziyi.
Qiao Ye stood in front of Lin Ziyi, carrying a black spurge.
Lan Sihai's eyes were deep, and he stretched out his hands and slowly lifted them up. The water scattered on the ground continued to rise again, and the surroundings were densely covered with water drops, which were constantly re-condensing.
"Fifth-grade martial spirit!" Qiao Ye looked at Lan Sihai and said, "What a pity, it's only the Imperial level, and your cultivation level is too low!"
Qiao Ye put one hand forward, a posture similar to Lan Sihai's, except that Lan Sihai held his hands flat, while Qiao Ye...
He pressed his hand down hard.
boom!
The water droplets that had just risen around them seemed to be under some heavy pressure, and they fell violently towards the ground, hitting the ground hard and completely shattering.
"You are no match for me." Qiao Ye looked at Lan Sihai and said, "Back off!"
Qiao Ye reached out and flicked forward, and countless black smoke surged up and rushed forward. After hitting Lan Sihai's chest, he rolled Lan Sihai backwards and hit him directly.
The walls of the barbican city.
Blood overflowed from the corners of Lan Sihai's mouth, and his face gradually turned pale.
"You defeated a warrior at the first level of the Wuzong Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 10,000 points."
It is indeed commendable that Lan Sihai can cultivate his martial soul to the fifth level. However, the rarity of the imperial level limits the upper limit of the martial soul. Secondly, Lan Sihai's cultivation level is only the first level of the Wuzong realm. Just now
Having just entered the realm of Grandmaster, Lan Sihai was unable to fully master the fifth-grade martial spirit!
He defeated Lan Sihai with one blow, but at this moment...
Suddenly there was the sound of howling fist wind behind Qiao Ye.
Looking back, Xia Yuliang suddenly came behind Qiao Ye and raised his fist to hit Qiao Ye.
Then……
boom!
Qiao Ye raised his head, and the punch hit Qiao Ye's palm firmly.
A ferocious look appeared on Xia Yuliang's face, but no matter how hard he tried, his fist could not make an inch.
"The boxing skills that break the formation on the battlefield, the border soldiers, are worthy of respect." Qiao Ye looked at Xia Yuliang and said: "But we can't give in to victory or defeat. I don't want to lose, so you can't win. Please go away!"
Qiao Ye's palm suddenly clenched, pinched Xia Yuliang's fist and then suddenly twisted it back.
A look of pain appeared on Xia Yuliang's face, and sweat broke out on his forehead. The next moment, Qiao Ye suddenly stood up and swept across Xia Yuliang's abdomen with one kick, sending Xia Yuliang flying backwards.
boom!
Xia Yuliang was swept five or six meters away by Qiao Ye's kick. After he fell to the ground, he kept struggling, but he did not stand up after all.
"You defeated a warrior at the third level of the Wuzong Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 14,500 points."
Qiao Ye turned around, and Lin Xiangnan showed a look of horror, and kept retreating back. He even stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
"Don't worry, I have no intention of attacking you." Qiao Ye looked at Lin Xiangnan and said, "Just watch quietly from the side."
Qiao Ye looked past Lin Xiangnan and landed on Qin Jianchuan.
Qiao Ye said: "Is it time to make a move?"
Qin Jianchuan reached out and pulled out the long sword stuck on the ground. He looked at Qiao Ye and said, "You are qualified to fight with me."
"Well!" Qiao Ye said, "But whether you are qualified to fight with me or not, you have to give it a try to find out."
Qin Jianchuan lowered the corner of his mouth and suddenly drew his sword.
"Between the sun and the moon!" Qin Jianchuan shouted: "The sword cuts the sun, the moon and the stars!"
Qin Jianchuan slashed out with his sword, and the sword light bloomed on the sword, which was extremely bright. The sound of the sword chant resounded through the world, and the surrounding areas trembled, and everything around him seemed to be eclipsed at this moment.
Then……
Qiao Ye raised his halberd. The moment the sword light fell, he danced out and shattered the sword light.
"There's no need to test." Qiao Ye looked at Qin Jianchuan and said, "Use your martial spirit!"
A very strong sword, very strong martial arts, and it will definitely be above the third level if you practice it to perfection, but without the support of the martial spirit, it is meaningless.
Qin Jianchuan remained silent, but slowly raised the sword in his hand.
"Martial spirit!" Qin Jianchuan stretched out his hand and wiped the edge of the sword and said: "Sword of the Great Dao!"
The Heavenly Selected Level 6 Transformation Martial Spirit, the Sword of the Great Dao!
A flash of white light appeared, covering the sword in Qin Jianchuan's hand, and then, using Qin Jianchuan's own sword as a carrier, a new sword was slowly transformed.
That, the Sword of the Great Dao!
As a chosen-level martial spirit, the Sword of the Great Dao does not look too stunning. It looks like an ordinary long sword, but it has a dazzling edge. The place where the hilt is connected to the blade is
It is round with a yin and yang fish pattern on it.
The next moment, Qin Jianchuan raised his sword!
The exact same sword!
However, holding the Sword of the Great Dao in his hand, the sword Qin Jianchuan struck this time was completely different.
The sword light that opened was unimaginably bright, and even made it impossible for the people watching the battle on the city wall to open their eyes.
That sword is hotter than the sun!
That sword is brighter than the moon!
That sword is more brilliant than the starlight!
That sword eclipsed the sun, moon and stars.
That sword does not seem to be a human sword!
The sword fell, landed in front of Qiao Ye, and shattered. The dense sword light danced continuously, filling the entire urn city. On the solid wall, sword marks continued to break open, densely packed,
Extremely ferocious.
Qin Jianchuan slowly took back his sword.
No one can block his sword, at least among those in the Wuzong realm, Qin Jianchuan has never met anyone who can take his sword.
After one sword strike, the victory was decided.
Qin Jianchuan turned around and walked towards the passage, but at this moment...
A cold feeling suddenly filled Qin Jianchuan's whole body.
Black smoke filled the sky and rushed from all around Qin Jianchuan.
"The fight isn't over yet..." Qiao Ye's voice sounded faintly: "Are you in such a hurry to leave?"