Song Hansheng's arrival undoubtedly eased Ye Qiao's situation of retreat.
The arrival of these two disciples made the demon saint raise her eyebrows slightly. She cursed in a cold tone, "Waste!"
He couldn't even keep an eye on one person, yet he let him out.
One of them was in the late Jindan stage, and the other was in the middle foundation building stage. Only Song Hansheng had some ability to resist the Demon Saint. The young man pinched his fingers to avoid the relentless attacks, and set up formations one after another under his feet. During this time, Ye Qiao kept covering for him.
Two black marbles shot out from her fingertips and hit the demon saint who was approaching Song Hansheng. That was the magic weapon that Ye Qiao stole from the demon clan. It was very powerful, and the beads were too small to be noticeable. After two of them, she actually hit her.
The demon girl's attack suddenly paused and she felt a pain in her abdomen.
She raised her eyes, and the more she looked, the more familiar the magic weapon Ye Qiao threw out looked. Her face turned slightly colder, "How could a scourge like you appear among your righteous disciples?"
She remembered why the things Ye Qiao took out looked familiar, and why their demon clan’s treasury had lost many magical weapons for no reason before.
It turns out that this disciple named Ye Qiao not only pretended to be her but also took some local specialties with him.
Do you really think that their demon weapons are so easy to obtain?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. The girl acted more viciously and planned to deal with Song Hansheng, who had the highest cultivation level, first. However, the formation in the other party's hand kept harassing her, which resulted in her not catching Ye Qiao and instead being exhausted until now.
The green vines that emerged from the ground suddenly hit Song Hansheng hard. The Vajra Talisman was completely gone. Talisman cultivators are different from sword cultivators. Once they are attacked at close range, they have no chance to fight back. His internal organs felt as if they were displaced, and his mind went blank for a moment.
Song Hansheng was a step slower, and the fire-control talisman burned up and he barely avoided the vines. His body was thrown into the air and fell to the edge of a cliff not far away. The demon saint's eyes turned cold, and she slammed him down again with her palm.
She changed her mind.
It doesn’t matter whether we catch him or not. Just keep one alive and negotiate with the five sects.
The remaining group of annoying righteous little sheep have absolutely no need to exist.
The difference in their cultivation levels was too great. If Zhou Xingyun were here, he might have been able to try to put up a fight, but Fu Xiu had no one to protect him and his fate was to be slaughtered. At the moment when Song Hansheng was about to fall to the bottom of the cliff, he held onto the edge with one hand, his face turning pale.
There is a bottomless cliff below, and falling down will only lead to death.
He wants to live.
Ye Qiao, who was not far from him, cursed inwardly when she saw this scene. She was actually fine. At most, she was beaten badly. With Xiao Qi secretly reminding her of the opponent's attack position, she was able to avoid being too passive.
Who would have thought that she would not fight with him, but instead attack Song Hansheng.
Ye Qiao rushed over and grabbed him. Under Song Hansheng's extremely stunned gaze, he said, "Hurry, hurry, come up!"
However, no one could escape the next second, and was ruthlessly struck down by the demon saint and fell to the bottom of the cliff.
There was silence outside the venue.
“Oh my god.”
Some sighed: "I found that I misunderstood Ye Qiao before. She actually held Song Hansheng back."
"I've been watching the competition for so long, and Ye Qiao has actually been quite polite. He may play around, but at most he would trick a rival sect or a righteous disciple, and he would never use such a despicable method to watch someone die."
Disciples of the righteous path are naturally open and honest.
The Tao is emotionless, but not heartless.
"If Ye Qiao hesitates a bit, Song Hansheng will fall. The two of them still have a lot of grudges against each other. In addition, the sect competition is coming, and Song Hansheng is a big threat. If it were me, I might not be as decisive as her."
But Ye Qiao grabbed him without hesitation.
"Next, I will name a direct disciple. Those who understand will understand."
"Let me ask you a question. Can they survive if they fall down? A Yuanying's palm strike is not light. If they don't have the elixir, they will really die."
"It's hard to say. The bottom of this kind of cliff is known as a filthy place. All kinds of evil things that cannot stand the light may breed there. It's rare to see a cultivator survive after falling down there."
The scene of the competition was in chaos, with people saying all kinds of things. Some were even shouting, "I'm afraid that all the disciples in the cultivation world will be wiped out this time." This caused a lot of panic, so much so that it was not until the leader of the Sword Sect stepped in to suppress the situation.
Seeing Song Hansheng fall, Yun Hen, who had been motionless all this time, suddenly stood up, looking unusually anxious, unable to sit still, "When can we go in and rescue people?"
That was his chief disciple, the one he was most proud of. Watching them fall was a huge shock to all the elders.
Qin Fanfan also became anxious. She stretched out her hand and grabbed Cheng Fengzong's clothes. Her tone became colder: "There are so many disciples in there. Your Cheng Fengzong has studied magic tools for so many years, but you can't even open a secret realm?"
The face of the Chengfeng Sect elder turned pale and blue. His disciples were also inside. The two weapon cultivators had no ability to protect themselves. If Ye Qiao had not rescued them before, they might have been in trouble now.
Therefore, he couldn't go against Qin Fanfan, after all, Ye Qiao saved his clan's legacy.
His face was gloomy, and he could only vent his anger at Yun Hen, "In all these years, there has never been a case of someone taking the Origin Pearl away! How is it possible to forcefully open the secret realm in such a short time?"
There was chaos outside the venue, and the elders' seats and the sect chairman's seat were also in chaos. The atmosphere was strange and filled with depression. The elder of the Sword Questioning Sect looked solemn, sighed slightly, and signaled them to calm down:
"After so long, there are many disciples who have died along the way in the cultivation world. Just take it easy."
If possible, they don't want any of their disciples to get into trouble, as the loss of one would be a huge loss to the world of cultivation.
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