Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 008 I Want It

Qiao Ye said, "Is it because Qiao Jing has a plan for you to stop me from entering the city so beggars?"

"So what? What if it's not?" Qiao Yuan rolled his eyes and Qiao Ye said, "I'm not afraid to tell you, do you want to be the prince? It's just a dream."

As Qiao Yuan spoke, he even snapped his fingers.

"Your mother is from the Spiritual Realm, a fox spirit who came from outside the realm. Although she has disappeared, can you tell which wild man she ran away with?" Qiao Yuan sneered and continued: "Your father, King Shenwu, , I used to admire it very much. After all, it is a rare genius in our Xuanning country. Unfortunately, it is a shame to betray the country for a woman and never come back. , Dad is a traitor, I really don’t understand why Your Majesty wants to make you the heir, according to me, the Shenwu Palace should have been demolished long ago, if you still have any self-respect, you will kill yourself, and the province will humiliate the country.”

While speaking, Qiao Yuan had already come to Qiao Ye, and his outstretched fingers were shaking in front of Qiao Ye.

"You can count it yourself, and you want to get your hands on the crown prince?" Qiao Yuan smiled and said, "Don't talk about Qiao Jing, isn't it better than you to find a cat and a dog? , if you are sensible, stay here for me, and wait for the dust to settle, you continue to be the trash you eat and wait to die, don't make yourself uncomfortable, if you don't know how..."

Qiao Yuan twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled a little bit.

"You said, you want to be rude to me?" Qiao Yuan sneered: "If you don't know anything, I'm afraid I have to be rude to you first, such as interrupting your hands and feet, and want to enter the city? Okay, let me climb Going back, I would like to know if Your Majesty will be so confused that a disabled person becomes the Crown Prince."

"Nonsense." Qiao Ye pouted and said, "If you want to keep me, it depends on how much skill you have!"

"I don't know how to lift him up." Qiao Yuan waved his hand and said, "Take him down for me, I'll take care of it if something goes wrong!"

Qiao Yuan was lazy to do it himself. The royal family started to lay the foundation at the age of thirteen, and began to formally train at the age of fifteen. However, Qiao Ye's training speed has always been at the bottom, worse than Qiao Ye, that's all They are playboys who only know how to eat, drink, and have fun, and most of them are not direct sons. They have no chance to inherit the family business, and naturally they will not be diligent in cultivation.

In Qiao Yuan's view, Qiao Ye is not even worthy of his own shot.

but…

The soldiers on the tower just surrounded Qiao Ye, and they didn't even have time to make a move, but Qiao Ye kicked his legs and suddenly rushed forward.

Like a foraging cheetah, it was fierce and fast. Before the two soldiers could react, they were punched from the left and right by Qiao Ye and flew out.

"You defeated a martial artist of the second-order body refinement realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 400 points."

"You defeated a third-order body-refining warrior, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 600 points."

After blasting the two, Qiao Ye took advantage of the situation and grabbed a saber. After holding the handle, he stretched out his fingers to clamp the blade and twisted the blade. The blade shattered, and countless blades flew around.

Puff puff…

The sound of flesh and blood splitting constantly sounded, and the armored soldier in front of Qiao Ye screamed and collapsed in an instant.

"You defeated a martial artist of the second-order body refinement realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 400 points."

"You defeated a third-order body-refining warrior, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 600 points."

"You defeated a third-order body-refining warrior, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 600 points."

…

Qiao Yuan was startled, even if Qiao Ye was a waste, his cultivation base would definitely be stronger than that of ordinary soldiers, but in that instant, he brought down more than a dozen people...

Qiao Yuan feels that he is dazzled, how powerful is Qiao Ye? Isn't it only the fourth-order body refining realm? Even if you go up by yourself, although it is no problem to solve this group of armored soldiers, it is not easy to bring them down in an instant.

At the same time, Qiao Ye stepped over several mourning soldiers, looked at Qiao Yuan and said, "Now it's your turn, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you want to stop me, just do your best!"

"Qiao Ye, don't be too arrogant!" Qiao Yuan said with a gloomy face: "You dare to talk to me like this after killing a few rubbish? Let you **** see what a gap is!"

As Qiao Yuan spoke, he strode forward, his arms stretched out to the sides, a burst of breath, and Qiao Yuan's clothes swelled without wind.

boom!

Qiao Yuan took a step forward, and the huge force even cracked the ground, revealing a large cobweb crack, and then punched Qiao Ye with a punch.

The aggressive punch, with the sound of howling breaking the wind.

At this moment, Qiao Ye raised his arm directly.

Qiao Yuan was instantly irritated, this was not meant to dodge at all, and he wanted to punch himself.

"Qiao Ye, you are courting death!" Qiao Yuan shouted: "What are you, you dare to fight with me, if you can take my punch..."

boom!

The muffled sound of **** to the flesh.

Qiao Yuan swallowed the words behind him as if he was strangled by his throat.

The fist slammed on Qiao Ye's arm, but Qiao Ye seemed to be fine, and even the arm was completely motionless, and took Qiao Yuan's punch lightly.

Qiao Ye tilted his head and joked at Qiao Yuan: "If I can take a punch from you, what do you do? I'm not greedy, you can just take a punch from me, what do you think?"

As Qiao Ye spoke, he raised his right hand, clenched his fist hard, his knuckles squeaked, and then he punched Qiao Yuan.

The same punch, no matter the angle or the speed, is all the same.

However, Qiao Ye's fist was faster and stronger.

As soon as Qiao Yuan gritted his teeth, he followed the way of Qiao Ye before, and turned his arm sideways, trying to block Qiao Ye's fist, and then...

"what!"

The miserable screams sounded, and in the next instant, Qiao Yuan covered his arm and kept retreating. After that arm was punched by Qiao Ye, it was completely reversed by the punch, twisting irregularly. The bones were broken by Qiao Ye's punch.

Qiao Yuan's expression was distorted, looking at Qiao Ye in disbelief: "Why? Why is this happening?"

"Who knows?" Qiao Ye sneered: "However, one thing is certain, Qiao Jingcheng can't be the prince because..."

Qiao Ye strode forward, approaching Qiao Yuan.

"Because..." Qiao Ye looked at Qiao Yuan with cold eyes and said, "I want the crown prince!"

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