The sword light was like a ray of green jade, cutting through the void, as deep as an abyss or a prison, and with one sword it broke the crumbling Thousand Snake Pearl.

“Crack!”

The Thousand Snake Pearl let out a mournful wail, and countless phantoms of scales disappeared. Senior Brother Tong barely managed to muster up a little bit of true energy, but was completely unable to resist the green sword light.

With a pointed sword, the flying sword lightly circled Senior Brother Tong's neck and took off his good head.

"Gululu..." This is the sound of a head rolling to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the flying sword did not stay in place, but whistled again with a "swish" sound, and as Yi Ming rushed forward, it stabbed quickly towards the other three monks of the Erxian Sect.

The flying sword's sword light split along the way, and then split into shadows again, turning into dozens of sword lights of different sizes. The sword lights flickered, and it seemed as if it was going to catch all three people in one fell swoop.

After killing several people, the flying sword suddenly flew back to Yi Ming's hand, and it fluctuated around him. Bright green light was constantly flowing on the flying sword, flickering on and off.

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"cut!"

Tianwuzhou? The six great divine sects?

"Really?" Wan Qingying's face turned cold and she said calmly, "Elder Duan, are you sure that my father was furious and asked you to 'arrest' me?"

At this moment, a beam of light streaked across the sky, circled over the two men's heads, and then descended straight down, landing ten feet in front of them in the blink of an eye.

Wan Qingying came from the Duyuan Sect, but he had no relationship with the Duyuan Sect. Strictly speaking, there was even some hatred between them. In that case, if he didn't leave now, when would he leave?

However, this female cultivator first put away her flying sword and bowed to Yi Mingying, "I am Wan Qingying from Duyuan Sect, nice to meet you, Daoist friend. Thank you for your help."

The three of them shouted loudly, and a flying sword, a round bead and a walking stick smashed into the countless sword energy. However, these three fierce attacks only made the woman groan, and she didn't even take a step back.

This woman has reached the ninth level of Qi Refining, and is on par with Tong Wangsheng. Yi Ming doesn't know her background yet, and of course he won't let his guard down just because they are working together. This would be irresponsible with his own life.

Wan Qingying's words were full of hidden meanings, and Yi Ming's eyes could not help but flash, "A disciple of the Azure Sword Sect is so domineering?"

"As one of the six great sects in Tianwu Continent and a sect standing at the pinnacle of the cultivation world, they certainly have the capital to dominate." Wan Qingying said lightly, but a hint of envy could not be concealed in her words.

But at this moment, the woman who had just been surrounded by them and seemed powerless to resist suddenly showed her power.

The three Second Immortal Sect monks were so frightened that they had no time to worry about trapping a woman. They turned around in the same way and split into three groups, trying to rush into the forest.

“Run away!”

After putting away his flying sword and bowing, Yi Ming was ready to leave.

"Daoyou indeed didn't say it, but if it was misunderstood by others and known by the real disciples of the Biluo Sword Sect, I'm afraid you will still be in trouble." Wan Qingying reminded.

Thinking of this, Yi Ming felt a strange sense of familiarity in his heart. "Wan Qingying? The name sounds familiar. Have you heard of it somewhere? Is she a star in the previous life?"

Yi Ming raised his eyes. It seemed that this girl had seen the disciples of the Biluo Sword Sect in action? Otherwise, she wouldn't be so sure that she was not a disciple of the Biluo Sword Sect. But then again...

"You're thanking the wrong person. If they didn't want to kill me, I wouldn't have done anything." Yi Ming waved his hands.

"No matter what, Qingying was able to escape because of you, so Qingying didn't make a mistake in thanking you." Wan Qingying stood up and said with a smile. It's my duty to not save someone in danger, but it's my kindness to help him in the end. Wan Qingying doesn't have princess syndrome, so why should she save you for no reason? And no matter what the reason is, she saved you in the end, so you have to appreciate it! Yi Ming nodded and accepted the gift calmly.

Before Wan Qingying could say anything, Yi Ming's heart skipped a beat. Although he remained expressionless, he took two steps back silently. The appearance of the cultivator in front of him looked very familiar to him.

A sword beam nearly three meters long burst into dazzling light. Under the guidance of the woman, the sharp sword energy turned into something soft and permeated the void. It was not seeking to kill the enemy, but only to block the way. It surrounded the three monks of the Second Immortal Sect and completed a situation of using the few to trap the many.

After looking Yi Ming up and down, Wan Qingying said softly, "Daoyou's swordsmanship is amazing, and his sword techniques are quite unique. It's really hard for ordinary people to tell that you are pretending to be a member of the Biluo Sword Sect."

In this case, as my strength increases, I will know it sooner or later.

Yi Ming blinked, indicating that he was ignorant and knew nothing.

However, Yi Ming did not intend to ask for clarification, as this would make him seem too ignorant. According to what Wan Qingying meant, with his own strength, he should know this information which was not a secret.

"Now that Tong Wangsheng is dead, who do you think you are?" the woman said coldly.

After such a short obstacle, Yi Ming's flying sword arrived. The next thing was very simple. The two flying swords worked together, and Yi Ming did not even use the invisible needle. None of the three Qi Refining Level 8 cultivators from the Erxian Sect escaped, and all of them left their lives in this jungle.

"When did I say I was a disciple of the Azure Sword Sect?"

The light faded away, revealing a middle-aged monk with a square face. Sword energy flashed in his eyes, and he looked intimidating even without anger. Just standing there, he had an indescribable power. "Qingying, you escaped alone, and the sect leader was furious and ordered us to capture you."

The corners of Yi Ming's eyes twitched again, "Wan Qingying, Wan Chunhua, so that's it."

"Wan Qingying, you dare!"

"Sword Immortal, spare my life!"

"Thanks for the reminder." Yi Ming nodded, and did not ask Wan Qingying how she knew that he was not a disciple of the Biluo Sword Sect. It would be useless even if she knew it anyway.

Although Yi Ming did help Wan Qingying out of trouble, it would be completely understandable if Wan Qingying didn't thank him, because Yi Ming's first choice was to watch her die without helping.

Admiration flashed in Yi Ming's eyes. The woman in front of him had a slim and upright figure, skin as white as snow, and features as beautiful as a painting. Although she was not absolutely beautiful, she contained a hint of heroic spirit, which added a heroic temperament to her.

Of course Wan Qingying saw what happened just now. It was simply the disciples of the Erxian Sect who took the initiative to commit suicide. The conflict between the two parties had nothing to do with her at all.

"Of course." Elder Duan glanced at Yi Ming silently, then glanced at the corpses of the Erxian Sect around him. He knew what was going on, but he said, "These little thieves are trying to do something bad to you. They deserve to be killed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Elder Duan stretched out his hand, and a translucent palm about ten feet in size suddenly took shape and slapped Yi Ming on the head.

"Elder Duan, stop! He is my savior!" Wan Qingying said anxiously.

"He was just acting. I've seen through it a long time ago." Elder Duan said coldly.

(End of this chapter)