Chapter 138

Chapter 138

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Wang Ziqi roared angrily, and then rushed towards Qiao Ye quickly. Among the Qingyu team, he had the best relationship with Yin Wuxie.

The next moment, Wang Ziqi came to Qiao Ye and quickly shot.

This guy's shot...

Also very fast!

Left sword and right sword, Wang Ziqi is proficient in two kinds of weapons, and the fusion of the two is very good.

The knife is for slashing, the sword is for stabbing, Wang Ziqi combined the two attacking methods, not only did he have no sense of disobedience, but he was also very smooth and smooth.

Qiao Ye and Wang Ziqi met almost instantly. The surroundings of the two were filled with silver light, weapons collided and rang, and the sound of gold and iron collided. The ground under the two of them would burst every step of the way .

In a short period of time, Qiao Ye and Wang Ziqi used dozens of tricks in succession. Suddenly, Wang Ziqi let out a low growl and jumped into the air, just as he leaped away.

The roar of a tiger shocked the surroundings, and the eight-eyed tiger king suddenly appeared behind Qiao Ye, opening his mouth and roaring fiercely.

Accompanied by the whistling sound, Qiao Ye immediately felt the ear-piercing sound coming, and the sound even formed golden ripples and pushed forward.

"Go away!"

Qiao Ye let out a low cry, and flicked the rapier in his hand, the rain falling from the sky moved with the sword, directly hit the eight-eyed tiger king, and knocked him flying.

On this side, Qiao Ye had just lifted the Eight-Eyed Tiger King into the air, but Wang Ziqi killed him again, twisting his body in mid-air, and then the staggered swords slashed downward, forming a cross of light, which was printed downward.

"rise!"

Qiao Ye didn't talk nonsense, she pointed her sword at the sky, and the rain in the sky moved again, turning into a huge water sword and piercing through the air, hitting the sky directly.

Gritting his teeth to Ling Yu, he waved his hand violently towards the sky, and the surrounding rain dispersed, and naturally, the rain sword shattered and disappeared without a trace.

Apparently, Xiang Lingyu also understood that his spiritual ability was completely restrained by the green umbrella in Qiao Ye's hand, and continuing to persevere would do him no good at all, but would instead turn his rainwater into Qiao Ye's weapon.

Qiao Ye watched the water sword he had condensed disappear, and didn't care. He stretched out his hand and waved it. Black smoke lingered around the green-clothed umbrella rapier in his hand, quickly condensed into the shape of a black halberd, and then slashed into the air.

Boom!

The black halberd collided with the falling cross light, making a loud noise, and the surrounding ground exploded, rolling up countless dust.

After the blow, Qiao Ye didn't want to fight, suddenly twisted his body, and rushed in the direction of Ling Yu.

As the captain of the Qingyu team, Xiang Lingyu is undoubtedly the strongest one, but what about the one who can't use his spiritual ability?

Then, Xiang Lingyu is the one who is holding back, vulnerable.

That being the case, why not cut it off!

Qiao Ye quickly came to Xiang Lingyu, and the black halberd in his hand was slashed forward, and he was about to succeed...

"Look at the fist!"

With a roar, Wang Ju suddenly rushed out from the side and punched forward.

"Out of the spirit!" Wang Ju roared angrily: "Supreme fist light!"

Wang Ju's fist was not only fast, but also ruthless. With that punch, a huge white shadow of a person's height appeared and blasted towards Qiao Ye.

Boom!

The shadow of the fist collided with the black halberd, and immediately after, the bursting air wave exploded before Qiao Ye and Wang Ju, pushing them back at the same time.

"Boy, you are so naive." Wang Ju sneered and said, "Do you think you can succeed so easily?"

Qiao Ye spread out her palms, shrugged and said, "I seem to have succeeded."

"what!"

The moment Qiao Ye finished speaking, a miserable cry suddenly sounded.

Only then did everyone notice that Zhang Jiaxin fell to the ground, clutching his knee in pain, and his right leg was chopped off by the knee.

Qiao Ye's goal is not Xiang Lingyu, but...

Zhang Jiaxin!

Zhang Jiaxin's ability to summon the Eight-Eyed Tiger King, if you look at it in terms of martial souls, it is a summoning type martial soul, and the biggest shortcoming of a summoning type martial soul is...

The users themselves!

The Eight-eyed Tiger King can be released to fight, but when the Eight-eyed Tiger King is released to fight, Zhang Jiaxin is in a defenseless state, and the summoned martial soul cannot act on himself, or in other words, For their own strength, there is no improvement.

Therefore, in Wuyu, most of the summoning types are called team spirits, which are suitable for team battles. In this way, you can release your summoned objects to fight, and at the same time have protection around you, so you can play the greatest role.

Emanating spirits is similar to martial souls, so the shortcomings are naturally the same!

Zhang Jiaxin needs protection, and the person responsible for protecting Zhang Jiaxin should be an innocent Yin soldier, but unfortunately...

Yin Wuxie is dead!

Snapped!

Qiao Ye stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

Beside Zhang Jiaxin, the black smoke condensed and turned into a giant knife, which fell towards Zhang Jiaxin.

Wang Ju and Wang Ziqi roared at the same time: "Stop!"

Unfortunately, it's too late!

Wang Ziqi had been chasing after Qiao Ye, Wang Ju stood in front of Xiang Lingyu in order to protect Xiang Lingyu, and Zhang Jiaxin's surroundings were empty at the moment, even the Eight-eyed Tiger King was too late Back to aid.

puff!

Blood splattered, and the giant black knife formed by the smoke swept across. Immediately afterwards, Zhang Jiaxin's head flew up, tumbling continuously in the air, and then fell to the ground.

"You defeated a spiritual cultivator of the ninth level of the spiritual realm, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 6500 points."

The remaining three members of the Qingyu team looked at Zhang Jiaxin's head rolled to the side, with incomparably gloomy and angry expressions.

Qiao Ye raised her head and said, "It's the second one!"

Xiang Lingyu gritted his teeth and said: "You are dead, this feud cannot be shared!"

"Wu Yu and Ling Yu are not inseparable. From the moment we met, it means that no matter what method we use, no matter what method we use, even if we are seriously injured, as long as our heads can still move, we will try our best. Bite him to death." Qiao Ye looked at the front indifferently and said: "The captain of the dignified Qingyu team doesn't even have this kind of consciousness, does he dare to step onto this battlefield?"

Xiang Lingyu gritted his teeth, waved his hand fiercely and said, "Kill him, leave me alone, kill him!"

Wang Ziqi and Wang Ju, the charging partners, rushed forward again, flanking Qiao Ye from left to right, and launched an attack at the same time.

Dang clang, clang clang!

Qiao Ye raised her halberd and danced, sweeping left and right, blocking the attacks of the two.

"That's what you said before, and then two of you died."

Qiao Ye smiled and swung her halberd, a puff of black smoke flew by, forcing Wang Ju and Wang Ziqi to retreat.

Qiao Ye held the black halberd upside down, looked at Xiang Ling Yu and said seriously: "I said, I didn't want to escape, but wanted to..."

In the middle of Qiao Ye's words, a ferocious expression appeared on his face, and he stuck out his tongue to lick the corner of his mouth.

"Kill all of you!"

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