Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 031 How many people do you have enough for me to kill?

"Kill!" Su Jin looked at the fallen corpse beside him, his expression twisted instantly, and he said in a low voice, "Kill him, I want him to die today!"

Su Jin led the people to jump up and went directly to the eaves of the Blood Sea Pavilion.

Qiao Ye watched a person rush towards him. Before the opponent stood still, he stepped forward, punched the opponent's lower abdomen, and then pulled the opponent's body and threw it to the side.

Puff puff……

A piece of wind blade struck at this moment, hitting the opponent's back directly, in exchange for a scream.

If it was just that, it would be fine, the moment the person fell, an iron spear suddenly thrust out from between the cracks of the tiles, instantly piercing the other person's heart.

The man's eyes were wide open, and the corners of his mouth kept bleeding. After a few twitches, he was completely silent.

"You defeated a martial artist of the second level of pure bones, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 2000 points."

One person just died here, and Qiao Ye felt the wind whistling in his ears. Two of Su Jin's followers came from behind, one from the left and the other from the right, and raised their fists to bombard Qiao Ye at the same time.

Bang, bang!

Qiao Ye glanced at the opponent coldly, advancing instead of retreating, and raised his fist to fight back without hesitation.

After the fists of the three collided, they each retreated half a meter.

Qiao Ye's gaze was even colder. The people Su Jin brought this time were indeed good players, and even none of them had a cultivation level below the Bone Realm, which also showed Su Jin's determination to kill Qiao Ye.

But at the moment when Qiao Ye was about to charge towards the opponent again...

Suddenly, the eaves trembled!

Qiao Ye raised her eyebrows and immediately jumped to the side.

One by one iron guns continued to shoot from the roof. With the increase of the number of people, the number of iron guns stabbed each time naturally increased accordingly.

"what!"

One of Su Jin's followers couldn't dodge in time, the iron spear directly pierced his calf, blood was dripping in the blink of an eye, and he screamed miserably.

Where did Qiao Ye hesitate, he stepped forward and swept across, kicking him into the sea of ​​blood.

"You defeated a martial artist of the first level of pure bones, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 1800 points."

After the blow, Qiao Ye didn't linger, and jumped up to the roof of the upper floor.

Qiao Ye found out that the appearance of Su Jin was not all a bad thing. There were more people and more iron guns and wind blades, but the good thing was that there were a lot of people blocking the knife!

As for Qiao Ye's jump, the opponent naturally followed closely, approaching Qiao Ye again.

Qiao Ye didn't talk nonsense, he kept throwing out his fists, raised his arms to block, fought with the opponent, and then retreated to the wall, turned around and swept across, kicking the stone fist blasted out of the formation pattern shattered, and leaned against the wall.

Now that Qiao Ye had reached the eaves of the fifth floor, the eaves became smaller and there was not much space around. With Qiao Ye leaning against the wall, at most three or four people could approach and attack, and it was impossible to swarm up.

Su Jin anxiously said: "Go up, go up to me, whoever can win him, I will reward, a big reward!"

Qiao Ye grinned and said, "It depends on whether they are killed or not!"

Qiao Ye raised his fist and blasted out, and the moment he flew a person, he suddenly jumped up. At this moment, there was another abnormal sound on the eaves.

Su Jin said in surprise: "Get out of the way!"

Iron guns pierced out from under the eaves one by one again, connecting them together and forcing everyone back.

Just at this very moment...

Qiao Ye fell back to the eaves, stretched out his hand to hold the two iron guns, twisted them hard, then held the broken guns in his hand, and swept them towards the sides.

A bright red that was too thick to melt appeared, coloring the surroundings.

and also……

Two flying heads.

"You defeated a warrior at the first level of the Bone Tempering Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 1600 points."

"You defeated a warrior at the first level of the Bone Tempering Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 1600 points."

...

There is wind howling all around, cold and deep.

"what!"

Qiao Ye raised his head and roared angrily, then ran up the eaves.

puff!

Qiao Ye brushed past a fifth-class student, and then the two stopped in place.

The air slowly filled with the smell of blood. The other party kept opening his mouth, waving his hands indiscriminately, trying to grab something, but he couldn't catch anything. A blood hole appeared in his throat, and the blood It kept gushing out, and finally the body fell to the ground.

"You defeated a third-level warrior in the Bone Tempering Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 2200 points."

After one blow, Qiao Ye leaped up to the upper eaves again.

"Come on!" Qiao Ye looked down coldly and said, "Continue!"

Right now, Qiao Ye is like a lone wolf.

There is only one thing Qiao Ye wants to do, and that is...

tear everyone apart!

Qiao Ye was carrying the pair of broken guns, and the moment the other party jumped up, he rushed directly into the crowd. While screaming, Qiao Ye twisted his ankles, his body spun like a top, and the broken guns in his hand flew out in circles. The silver glow of the circle!

"You defeated a warrior at the first level of the Bone Tempering Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 1600 points."

"You defeated a second-level warrior in the Bone Tempering Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 1800 points."

"You defeated a warrior of the third level of the Bone Tempering Realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 2000 points."

In the wind, there is blood splashing!

In the wind, someone covered his throat!

In the wind, someone screamed!

Qiao Ye stepped over the corpse and continued to walk forward.

Qiao Ye licked the corner of her mouth, the air around her was a bit fishy, ​​smelling like blood.

Qiao Ye dropped the broken gun, which had been completely torn apart, and looked in Su Jin's direction.

"Su Jin!" Qiao Ye sneered, "How many people can I kill?"

Su Jin looked around ferociously. He brought more than a dozen people, but there were only three or four left around him. Those people were obviously afraid. Looking at Su Jin, they backed away unconsciously. He didn't dare to look at Su Jin, let alone continue to attack Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye smiled and said, "Or, do you plan to come by yourself?"

Su Jin let out a low growl, jumped up to the eaves where Qiao Ye was, and said, "You think I'm afraid of you? If I say I'll take your life today, I'll take your life!"

Just at this moment, two iron spears stabbed out from the eaves, and the two of them avoided to the rear at the same time. Qiao Ye tiptoed and kicked the iron spear towards Su Jin.

With a low growl, Su Jin pulled out the iron gun in front of him and swept it away vigorously.

Bang!

There was a crisp chirping sound, and the flying iron gun was swept away by Su Jin, and then Su Jin took a sharp step, throwing the iron gun in his hand towards Qiao Ye.

Click!

The moment the iron gun flew towards him, Qiao Ye slammed aside, and then he slashed down with a palm knife, cutting the iron gun into two pieces.

"Qiao Ye!" Su Jin let out a low growl, and with his hands into claws, he flew towards Qiao Ye and said, "Give me my life!"

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