Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 116 Fierce Battle

"Hahahahaha..." Yue Shanhe laughed suddenly, looked at Qiao Ye and said, "The existence of the Kamikaze team is because of my existence, because this is my Yue Shanhe team, so there is the Kamikaze team! "

Yue Shanhe raised his foot casually and kicked Jiang Siyu's body aside.

Yue Shanhe sneered: "These wastes are just what I used to make up the numbers."

Qiao Ye glanced at the corpse on the ground and said, "Don't disturb my military exploits."

"Your military exploits?" Yue Shanhe said contemptuously: "Do you really think you can go back alive? It's just to kill four wastes, I haven't shot yet!"

As Yue Shanhe said, he suddenly waved his hand forward.

Suddenly, the surrounding winds condensed and slashed towards Qiao Ye.

Boom!

Qiao Ye almost instinctively raised the black halberd, and the next moment, a violent impact appeared, and Qiao Ye's pupils couldn't help but lock.

What a terrifying power!

The wind blade that suddenly condensed actually pushed Qiao Ye's body backwards, and dispersed after a full seven or eight steps.

"Just a few compliments make you think you are a person?" Yue Shanhe sneered: "Killing you, but it's as easy as the palm of your hand!"

Qiao Ye threw the black halberd to the side and said, "Then let me see how easy it is."

"Beyond your own power!" Yue Shanhe shouted in a low voice, "Kill!"

The surrounding winds reappeared, coming from all directions, and quickly slashed in the direction of Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye narrowed his eyes and manipulated the ability of wind flow to create wind blades.

This ability, Qiao Ye is very familiar!

Zhou Zheng's emperor-level eighth-rank martial spirit, Qinglan Liwu!

Yue Shanhe's spiritual ability is actually the same as Zhou Zheng's martial spirit. They all manipulate the wind to create wind blades. However, even if they have similar abilities, their power is completely different.

Compared with Yue Shanhe, Zhou Zheng's Qinglan Liwu is simply a breeze. Whether it is the power, the speed of the wind blade, or even the destructive power, there are two levels of existence.

If Zhou Zheng's Qinglan Liwu is a rank eight, then Yue Shanhe's spiritual ability is definitely a rank seven.

At this moment, Yue Shanhe waved his hand, and there were hundreds of wind blades appearing in all directions.

Boom, boom, boom!

The dense wind blades hit the ground directly, and then, the large piece of ground exploded directly, and each wind blade fell, cutting the ground mercilessly.

Pieces of flat gravel were constantly turned up from the ground.

Then……

Boom!

A louder sound appeared. After the continuous attack, the ground was completely overwhelmed and collapsed directly below, forming a huge deep pit with a depth of three or four meters, with a diameter exceeding terrifying. twenty meters.

That power, just looking at it, makes people feel terrified.

"Is it only this level after all?" Yue Shanhe sneered: "I thought I would be able to have some fun, but it turned out to be a waste."

After Yue Shanhe finished speaking, he turned around and planned to leave, but at this time...

"Waste..." Qiao Ye's voice suddenly sounded: "Are you talking about me?"

Yue Shanhe's footsteps stopped, and then he turned around abruptly to look, his pupils shrank slightly, his eyebrows raised slightly.

In the scattered dust, a figure was slowly walking out, with a halberd in his hand, reappearing in front of Yue Shanhe.

Not only was Qiao Ye not dead, but his body was intact and he didn't even have any wounds.

"Interesting!" Yue Shanhe said: "It seems that I can play for a while."

The moment Yue Shanhe said that, he stretched out his hand and waved forward again, and the wind flowed again around him. It was faster and more tyrannical than before. With the momentum that could tear everything, he pressed in the direction of Qiao Ye. come over.

"Martial soul!" Qiao Ye's eyes were deep, and he raised his halberd and smashed forward: "Dazzling Demons!"

Countless black smoke erupted from Qiao Ye's feet, like a turbulent wave layer after layer, constantly churning, constantly surging, and rushing forward.

"Smoke?" Yue Shanhe looked at Qiao Ye and said, "In your Martial Realm, this thing is called Martial Spirit, right? It's a pity, your Martial Spirit doesn't seem to be suitable for fighting against me, this kind of thing..."

Yue Shanhe's expression suddenly became fierce, and he waved his hand vigorously in front of him.

Yue Shanhe shouted: "It's enough to blow it away!"

Smoke and wind!

On the surface, Qiao Ye is naturally in an absolute crack, and the smoke should be easily blown away by the wind.

but……

Boom!

In the next moment, Qiao Ye's black smoke collided with the romantic current of Yueshan River, not only did not spread, but continued to condense, condensed crazily, and pushed each other with the romantic current, and it did not fall into the wind at all.

Yue Shanhe's expression changed, and then he raised his hand and slashed into the void. A huge wind blade was condensed again, directly breaking through the black smoke, and slashed towards Qiao Ye.

Dang!

Qiao Ye took a step forward without hesitation, swung the halberd hard, collided with the wind blade, smashed the wind blade, and then leaned forward and jumped forward.

Running forward quickly, he came to the front of Yue Shanhe, Qiao Ye quickly swept out with a halberd, but at this moment, the wind suddenly rolled up under the foot of Yue Shanhe, and then, Yue Shanhe's body was carried into the air by the wind.

Qiao Ye growled, "Get out of here!"

With a grasp of the void, the surrounding black smoke rose, turned into a huge palm and grabbed Yueshan River, but at the moment when Yueshan River was about to hit, Yueshan River stretched out his hand, and the wind was surging in the sky, and the falling wind was like a long spear. , directly pierce the smoke with a big hand.

Qiao Ye immediately jumped to the side, and then...

Boom!

The ground shattered instantly, shaking all around.

Yue Shanhe floated in the air and shouted in a low voice, "The Wind God is roaring!"

The wind scattered around condensed, and along with Yue Shanhe stretched out his hand, it fell diagonally from the air, hitting the ground.

The clouds in the air were scattered at this moment, and with the wind of reverse rotation, the ground made a loud noise of "boom, boom", bursting continuously, and the surrounding dust was flying, covering the four fields.

After a while, the sand and dust dispersed, and there was an extra mud mark on the ground that was 100 meters long, but it was penetrated by the wind.

but……

No Joey!

In the broken ground, there was no Qiao Ye figure.

Yue Shanhe quickly looked around, and then...

"Get out of here!" Qiao Ye's voice suddenly sounded above Yue Shanhe's head: "I don't like people looking at me condescendingly!"

Yue Shanhe was shocked and raised his head sharply, Qiao Ye jumped above his head at some point.

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