Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 763

Qiao Ye heard the noisy sound, and then looked for the sound, and found that someone was chasing in front.

"Huh?" Qiao Ye said with a bit of astonishment, "Is this guy still alive?"

Qiao Ye knew the man who was being chased, or in other words, Qiao Ye had a fresh memory of it.

Who made the other party call his father!

The one being chased is the King of Tension!

It is not very surprising that King Zhang Li can come out of the void alive. This guy is a bit cheap, and it is true that he is shameless, but his strength is really nothing to say.

However, although the Beast Domain has already contacted the Beast Mountain Hezhong Alliance, the Demon Domain is not very powerful in the Nine Domains battlefield, and King Ruyang has no intention of participating in this matter, but Wu Yu and Spirit Domain have jointly submitted a post, I plan to talk to the beast domain.

But the talks have not yet started, and it is hard to say what the specific situation is at the moment. Although those who live in the Nine Territories battlefield cannot be said to be imprisoned, they are a bit house arrest. They cannot walk freely on the Nine Territories battlefield. Arranged in several military villages and newly built markets, there is no shortage of food and drink, delicious food and a good stay.

To put it simply, those beastmen lived a good life, but they didn't have much freedom, and the areas where they could move were limited to some designated areas.

So, why is King Zhang here?

"Boss, help!"

At the same time, King Zhang Li also saw Qiao Ye at this time, and immediately cried out in tears, and then ran towards Qiao Ye.

"Boss!" Wang Li shouted, "They want to rob me."

Qiao Ye looked at King Zhang speechlessly, am I familiar with you?

At the same time, the three people who were chasing King Zhang Li also came to the front, and one of them pointed at Qiao Ye and shouted, "Qiao Ye, it's none of your business here, you'd better not mind your own business."

"Oh? Do you know me?" Qiao Ye looked at each other up and down, and then said, "It turned out to be someone from Shenwei Dojo!"

The people of Shenwei Dojo should be deeply impressed by how they only knew Qiao Ye. After all, it was the dojo of Dongfang Yao, the four magic spears, and it was also Qiao Ye's old enemy.

Everyone in Shenwei Dojo wants to kill Qiao Ye. After all, Qiao Ye's head can be exchanged for wealth, status, and even Dongfang Yao's opinion.

However, the three disciples of the Shenwei Dojo don't seem to have their minds on Qiao Ye.

The disciple of Shenwei Dojo holding the sword pointed at Qiao Ye and said, "Qiao Ye, our grievance will be settled sooner or later, if we meet another day, we will behead you, but it has nothing to do with you right now, you better not give it to yourself. Not happy to find."

"If you want my head, why do you need another day?" Qiao Ye smiled and said, "Come and take it now."

The disciple of the Shenwei Dojo looked gloomy and gritted his teeth: "Are you taking care of this matter?"

"Three breaths of time!" Qiao Ye did not answer the other party directly, but hooked the corner of his mouth and said: "Death or get out."

Another disciple of Shenwei Dojo couldn't bear it and said: "Qiao Ye, don't be too arrogant, we won't settle accounts with you, you should feel lucky..."

puff!

Qiao Ye suddenly pointed his toes, a piece of ice on the ground suddenly flew up, turned into a silver thread, and flew towards the opponent.

The voice of the Shenwei Dojo did not fall, the ice cube had already flown in front of him, and he quickly jumped up, trying to avoid it.

Then……

puff!

The ice cube brushed past the opponent's shoulder, and a blood flower appeared in an instant. The disciple of the Shenwei Dojo covered his shoulders and kept retreating.

Qiao Ye looked at Zhang Liwang and said, "You shouldn't be chased and beaten by this kind of thing, right?"

The three disciples of the Shenwei Dojo were not strong. One was in the Martial King Realm, and the other two were even in the Wu Zong Realm. King Zhang Li was a dignified beast emperor, and it was outrageous to be chased by these three.

Zhang Liwang said: "They still have a leader... Be careful..."

Wang Zhang was about to open his mouth to answer, but half of his words fell, and he suddenly shouted loudly.

A silver light suddenly appeared in the air, and it attacked behind Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye didn't care at all, and let the silver light come to his back, and then, with a bang, the brilliance of the nine-turn golden body swayed away from Qiao Ye's body, and the silver light shattered. The palm-length knife collided with the brilliance of Jiuzhuan's golden body and bounced back directly.

Qiao Ye turned around and looked, and on an ice wall not far away, stood a middle-aged man in a white military uniform with a goatee.

Jiang Cheng, a teacher of the Shenwei Dojo, a third-order martial artist, and one of Dongfang Yao's proud officers.

As a dojo, Dongfang Yao is the master of the dojo. Of course, the Four Magical Spears are the signature of the Shenwei Dojo. However, to be called a dojo, of course, it is impossible to teach only the Four Magical Spears.

A single martial art cannot support the inheritance of a dojo. Therefore, when Dongfang Yao established the Shenwei Dojo, it also recruited sages and recruited many famous masters to teach various martial arts as dojo teachers. .

Jiang Cheng is one of them. Before joining Shenwei Dojo, he was a beater. Because of the prevalence of martial arts in the martial arts field, there are also many martial arts, and a group of masters who specialized in fighting for food appeared. Jiang Cheng once One hundred and thirteen battles of life and death, one hundred and thirteen victories, and one-handed swordsmanship can be regarded as a must.

Jiang Cheng looked at Qiao Ye and said, "Qiao Ye, the account between you and our Shenwei Dojo will be settled sooner or later, but now everyone is looking for treasures in the secret realm, so be smart, our well water will not make river water, it's good for everyone ."

Qiao Ye grinned: "Sorry, the three breaths time has passed, even if you want to get out now, I don't agree!"

Jiang Cheng suddenly showed anger, did he mean that? I am letting you out of the way!

"I don't know how to lift things up!" Jiang Cheng said angrily, "I'm going to decide what happened to that guy today. If you don't get out, then accompany him to death. It's just your head that my general has wanted for a long time. "

As Jiang Cheng spoke, the silver saber in his hand suddenly spun and flew out again in the direction of Qiao Ye, turning into a silver light.

Qiao Ye didn't even mean to move at all. Seeing the knife flying, he stretched out his hand to grab it, squeezed the silver light, and easily grabbed the palm-length knife in his hand.

"Ruyi knife?" Qiao Ye hooked his mouth and said with a slight sarcasm: "It's just that."

Jiang Cheng let out a low voice, then suddenly raised his hand towards the front and said, "Crack!"

hum!

There was a sound of knives chirping, and the knives in Qiao Ye's hand actually separated, and one handle suddenly turned into a fan shape, constantly turning around, and forcibly broke free from Qiao Ye's palm.

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