Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 006 Killing

"Qiao Ye? It's up to you?" Liang Zeping shouted, "What are you using to kill me?"

Liang Zeping walked forward quickly, the steps became bigger and bigger, and the speed naturally became faster and faster, and finally turned into a charge, rushing out in the direction of Qiao Ye.

Although Liang Zeping's strength was mediocre, he was at least at the eighth level of body training. According to rumors, Qiao Ye started training at the age of fifteen, and only succeeded in one year of body training, and it took three years to reach the fourth level of body training.

Since Qiao Ye was overwhelmed by his cultivation, Liang Zeping was still not afraid even if Qiao Ye showed a fierceness that did not match the rumors.

Especially for Liang Zeping right now, it is already a must-kill situation. If Qiao Ye does not die, he must die. If this is the case, then naturally let Qiao Ye die!

The blade struck and turned into a silver glow, but at this moment, Qiao Ye tapped her toes, her body was like a ghost, and she avoided the sudden knife lightly.

With a single slash, Liang Zeping roared angrily, and slashed across Qiao Ye's neck.

Slashed away with a knife, carrying the momentum of breaking the wind.

A mighty blow, but...

"Native chicken tile dog!" Qiao Ye said disdainfully: "Very vulnerable!"

At the moment when the blade struck, Qiao Ye suddenly made a move. With both hands together, he went into the blade with his bare hands, and forcibly pushed down the big knife in Liang Zeping's hand.

Liang Zeping snorted, clenched the handle of the knife and drew it hard, then his face changed suddenly.

Qiao Ye's strength was much more terrifying than imagined. With his hands clasped on the blade, he couldn't pull out the blade, and the blade didn't even move.

Liang Zeping gritted his teeth, and found that he couldn't draw the knife out, so he simply abandoned the knife and fought, bowed his feet, then jumped up and swept towards Qiao Ye's head in mid-air.

However, feeling the strong wind coming, Qiao Ye curled his lips, not paying attention to Liang Zeping's surprise attack at all.

"Liang Zeping, it's ridiculous to be able to become the guard of Jialing Pass with the skill of a three-legged cat like you." Qiao Ye said in a low voice, "Get lost!"

boom!

Qiao Ye let go of the blade, jumped up and swept across, kicking Liang Zeping's chest, followed by a muffled sound. A piece of armor on Liang Zeping's body was dented, and he flew two or three meters backward like a kite with a broken string, before falling to the ground.

puff!

Liang Zeping lay on the ground, tilted his head, and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

Liang Zeping's face was ugly, he looked at Qiao Ye and said, "Your cultivation is beyond the fourth level of Body Refining Realm!"

If Qiao Ye's cultivation was only at the fourth level of the Body Refining Realm, and there was a gap of three small realms, Liang Zeping would not be able to suppress it, let alone be countered by Qiao Ye. Therefore, Liang Zeping soon understood that Qiao Ye's cultivation Because he is not inferior to himself at all, and even above himself!

Qiao Ye grinned and said, "Who told you that I'm at the fourth level of body training?"

Not long ago, Qiao Ye really only had so much cultivation. Even after Qiao Chuan was killed, Qiao Ye was only at the fifth level of Body Refining Realm. It's all because Liang Zeping didn't act immediately, but wanted to make those armors The soldier killed Qiao Ye.

This is normal, there is no general who, with soldiers under his command, is the first to rush to the front to charge the front. If so, why do soldiers need it? Those fierce generals who lead the way are only a minority after all, and Liang Zeping is definitely not among them.

And such a mistake gave Qiao Ye enough time and opportunity to absorb enough martial soul power.

Right now, Qiao Ye has already reached the eighth level of Body Refining Realm!

Tap, tap, tap...

Qiao Ye stepped forward, and the sound of footsteps was up and down, with a clear rhythm, like a hammer, hitting Liang Zeping's chest.

"what!"

The moment Qiao Ye came in front of him, Liang Zeping suddenly roared, raised his knife, and slashed at Qiao Ye.

However, at the moment when the blade was about to hit Qiao Ye, Qiao Ye suddenly swung his leg and kicked Liang Zeping's wrist, sending the knife flying.

Bang!

Seeing his weapon falling in the distance, Liang Zeping was stunned, then threw himself on the ground, kowtowed and said, "Your Highness, it's not my fault, Qiao Jing ordered me to do it, and I had no choice but to do it, you Just let me go, as long as you let me go, I am willing to go to His Majesty to identify Qiao Jing, all of this was planned by him!"

"Is it too late to beg for mercy now? When you want to kill me, you should naturally be prepared to be killed by me." Qiao Ye said: "This is a matter of course, isn't it?"

Liang Zeping gritted his teeth, suddenly pressed his hands on the ground, and flew up from the ground.

Since begging for mercy is useless, then...

Naturally, we can only give it a try!

But Qiao Ye seemed to have anticipated Liang Zeping's dying blow. The moment Liang Zeping jumped up, the knife in his hand suddenly moved forward.

puff!

The blade wiped Liang Zeping's throat, a line of blood slowly appeared, and the blood sprayed out continuously, dyeing the ground red.

Liang Zeping's eyes widened. The pupils kept shrinking, expanding, shrinking, and expanding again...

In the end, Liang Zeping's body leaned backwards and completely hit the ground.

"You defeated a martial artist of the eighth-level body refining state, absorbed the power of the martial soul, and obtained the martial soul value: 1600 points."

Qiao Ye felt the flow of breath in his body, the eighth level of body refining realm was only one step away from the peak of the ninth level, and the changes in his body gradually became obvious, becoming extremely strong, like a gold stone.

Taking a deep breath and adjusting his breath, a light curtain appeared in front of Qiao Ye's eyes.

Host: Qiao Ye.

Combat power: 2720

Cultivation level: eighth level of body refining state.

Martial soul value: 1600/5000

Martial Arts and Martial Soul: None.

Items: none

After resting for a while, Qiao Ye picked up Liang Zeping's knife and put it in the sheath, hung it on his waist, and then turned and left the Wengcheng.

Jialing Pass is not too far from Xuanning City, the imperial capital, but it still takes a lot of time to walk on foot. Qiao Ye walked from nightfall to dawn, and Qiao Ye didn't see the city until the sky just brightened. .

The city wall is extremely high, so high that you can't even see the end from a distance. The dark city wall seems to be connected to the sky.

Occasionally, there was the sound of eagle crowing in the air, but the sky was not completely bright, and the eagle could not be seen wandering.

Xuanning Kingdom is not a big country, and even has only one city. However, the mottled city walls that have experienced countless wind and rain baptisms are still telling the profound heritage of this majestic city.

Qiao Ye came to the front of the city gate, then raised her palm and slapped the city gate vigorously.

The loud noise woke up the lazy soldiers on night duty on the tower, poked his head out from between the battlements, and cursed: "Who, it's not time to open the city yet, get out and wait."

Qiao Ye looked at the city tower coldly, and said in a low voice, "I am the son of King Shenwu, Qiao Ye!"

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