"Qiao Ye? Just you?" Liang Zeping shouted: "What are you using to kill me?"
Liang Zeping walked forward quickly, his steps getting bigger and faster, and his speed naturally became faster and faster. Finally, he turned into a charge and rushed out in the direction of Qiao Ye.
Although Liang Zeping's strength is average, he is at the eighth level of physical training. According to rumors, Qiao Ye started training at the age of fifteen, and it took him one year to succeed in physical training, and it took him three years to reach the fourth level.
Since his cultivation level was higher than Qiao Ye's, even if Qiao Ye showed a fierceness that was inconsistent with the rumors, Liang Zeping was still not afraid.
Especially now that it is a certain death situation for Liang Zeping. If Qiao Ye doesn't die, he will have to die. If this is the case, then naturally let Qiao Ye die!
The blade struck and turned into a silver light, but at this moment, Qiao Ye tapped her toes, her body was like a ghost, and she nimbly avoided the sudden blade.
The sword slashed through the air, and Liang Zeping roared, taking advantage of the situation and slashing across Qiao Ye's neck.
Cut it away with one knife, carrying the force of breaking wind.
A powerful sword, but...
"Lord chicken and tile dog!" Qiao Ye said disdainfully: "You are vulnerable!"
The moment the blade struck, Qiao Ye suddenly took action, put his hands together, and with his bare hands reached for the blade, forcefully pressing down the big knife in Liang Zeping's hand.
Liang Zeping shouted lowly, tightened his grip on the handle of the knife and pulled hard, then his expression suddenly changed.
Qiao Ye's strength was much more frightening than he imagined. With his hands on the blade, he couldn't pull the blade out. In fact, the knife couldn't even move.
Liang Zeping gritted his teeth and found that he couldn't pull out the knife, so he simply gave up the knife and fought. He bowed with both feet, then jumped up and swept towards Qiao Ye's head in mid-air.
However, feeling the strong wind coming, Qiao Ye curled her lips and did not take Liang Zeping's surprise attack seriously at all.
"Liang Zeping, with your skills as a three-legged cat, it's ridiculous that you can become the guard of Jialing Pass." Qiao Ye shouted: "Get out of here!"
boom!
Qiao Ye let go of the blade, jumped up and kicked Liang Zeping in the chest. After a muffled sound, Liang Zeping's armor suddenly dented, and the whole person flew backward like a kite with its string broken.
rice, then it fell to the ground.
puff!
Liang Ze lay flat on the ground, tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.
Liang Zeping's face turned ugly, he looked at Qiao Ye and said, "Your cultivation is more than the fourth level of the Body Refining Realm!"
If Qiao Ye's cultivation was only at the fourth level of the Body Refining Realm, a gap of three small realms, Liang Zeping would not be able to suppress it, let alone be countered by Qiao Ye. Therefore, Liang Zeping quickly understood that Qiao Ye's cultivation level was
Because he is not inferior to himself at all, and even better than himself!
Qiao Ye grinned and said, "Who told you that I am at the fourth level of the Body Refining Realm?"
Not long ago, Qiao Ye did only have a small amount of cultivation. Even after killing Qiao Chuan, Qiao Ye was only at the fifth level of the Body Refining Realm. It was strange that Liang Zeping did not take action himself at the first time, but wanted to let those armors
The scholar killed Qiao Ye.
This is normal. No general with soldiers under his command would be the first to rush to the front and charge into the battle. If that were the case, what else would the soldiers do? After all, those fierce generals who took the lead were only a minority, and Liang Zeping was definitely not among them.
And such a mistake gave Qiao Ye enough time and opportunity to absorb enough martial soul power.
Now Qiao Ye has reached the eighth level of the Body Refining Realm!
Ta,ta,ta...
Qiao Ye stepped forward, her footsteps going up and down with a clear rhythm, like a hammer, hitting Liang Zeping's chest.
"ah!"
The moment Qiao Ye came to him, Liang Zeping suddenly roared, raised his knife, and struck at Qiao Ye.
However, the moment the blade was about to hit Qiao Ye, Qiao Ye suddenly swung his leg, kicked Liang Zeping's wrist, and kicked the knife away.
Bang!
Seeing his weapon falling in the distance, Liang Zeping was stunned for a moment, then threw himself on the ground and kept kowtowing: "Your Highness, it's not my fault. It was all done by Qiao Jing. I had no choice but to do it. You
Just let me go, as long as you let me go, I am willing to go to His Majesty to identify Qiao Jing, he planned all of this!"
"Is it too late to beg for mercy now? When you want to kill me, you should naturally be prepared to be killed by me." Qiao Ye said with a knife: "This is a matter of course, isn't it?"
Liang Zeping gritted his teeth, suddenly pressed his hands on the ground, and flew up from the ground.
Since begging for mercy is useless, then...
Naturally, we can only give it a try!
But Qiao Ye seemed to have anticipated Liang Zeping's dying attack. The moment Liang Zeping jumped up, the knife in his hand suddenly moved forward.
puff!
The blade of the blade wiped Liang Zeping's throat, and a line of blood slowly appeared. The blood sprayed out continuously, dyeing the ground red.
Liang Zeping's eyes widened, and his pupils kept shrinking, dilating, then shrinking, and then dilating again...
In the end, Liang Zeping's body leaned back and completely hit the ground.
"You defeated a warrior at the eighth level of the Body Refining Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 1600 points."
Qiao Ye felt the breath flowing in her body. The eighth level of the body refining realm was only one step away from the peak of the ninth level. The changes in her body gradually became obvious, becoming as strong as gold and stone.
After taking a deep breath and adjusting her breathing, a screen of light appeared in front of Qiao Ye's eyes.
Host: Qiao Ye.
Combat strength: 2720
Cultivation level: eighth level of body refining realm.
Martial spirit value: 1600/5000
Martial Arts Spirit: None.
Items: None
After taking a short rest, Qiao Ye picked up Liang Zeping's knife and put it in its sheath, hung it on his waist, and then turned around and left the barbican city.
Jialing Pass is not too far from the imperial capital Xuanning City, but it still takes a lot of time to walk there. Qiao Ye walked from dusk to dawn. Only when the sky was just getting brighter did Qiao Ye see the city.
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The city wall is extremely high, so high that from a distance, you can't even see the end. The dark city wall seems to be connected to the sky.
Occasionally, the cry of an eagle could be heard in the sky, but the sky was not completely bright yet and the eagle could not be seen hovering.
The Xuanning Kingdom is not a big country, and it even only has one city. However, the mottled city walls that have experienced countless wind and rain still tell the story of the rich heritage of this majestic city.
Qiao Ye came to the front of the city gate, then raised his palm and slapped the city gate hard.
The huge noise woke up the soldiers who were lazing on duty at night on the city tower. They stuck their heads out from between the battlements and cursed: "Who is it? It's not time to open the city yet, go away and wait."
Qiao Ye glanced at the tower coldly and shouted: "I am the Crown Prince of Shenwu, Qiao Ye!"