The demons who saw clearly what she was holding had a different expression on their faces, and one of their leaders shouted angrily:
“Bold!”
"I think you are the bolder one." Ye Qiao dodged and put the Demon Lord in front of her. She stepped on the flying sword and landed in the team of disciples. This time no one dared to stop her. Once someone tried to stop her, Ye Qiao would lift up the Demon Lord and hide behind the opponent.
Who taught her to be so obscene?
The fierce battle was controlled by her alone. The demons were indeed shocked by her unconventional tactics. Then the young master of the demon clan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do you want to be an enemy of our demon clan?"
"Why are you the first one to talk to us?" Seeing Ye Qiao coming with a hostage in his hand, Mu Chongxi raised his chin, grinned, and said cheerfully: "Your Demon Lord is still in our hands. I advise you to speak with discretion, otherwise, we will be afraid and easily stab you with a sword."
"When the time comes..." He didn't finish his words, his threats and harsh words were obvious.
The demons all froze, not daring to act rashly.
They all looked at the man who was in the Jindan stage and had a weak temperament, as if waiting for the other party's orders.
The righteous side has the Demon Lord in their hands, and now the initiative naturally falls into the hands of the five sects. Seeing this scene, several elders subconsciously want to go out to take charge of the situation. It must be said that Ye Qiao did a good job.
"It's not over yet." Xie Chuxue lazily pulled the elder who wanted to leave, "That shouldn't be the Demon Lord's real body."
"Otherwise, they wouldn't have easily said that the Demon Lord should change his personal disciple."
"There will definitely be some fear of harming the innocent. So don't be hasty, it's good to let them fight." Xie Chuxue was vague. In his opinion, these little bastards should have been trained long ago. There's no way they could grow so fast in a competition.
If they don't hurry up, there will be no way these little devils will be able to handle any disaster in the world of cultivation in the future.
"Is this the Demon Lord?" Ming Xuan squatted down. "Did he faint? Or was he killed by you?"
Ye Qiao was dissatisfied with his words, "How could I kill someone? Of course he fainted."
Xue Yu poked the Demon Lord, looked at his miserable appearance, and sighed: "When you were dragging him to fly the sword, you fell down more than once, right? Poor Demon Lord." Although he said so, he poked him with such force that he wanted to press him directly into the ground.
This should be revenge, right?
Revenge for the scene where he made them kneel in a row.
Zhou Xingyun held down the heads of his junior brothers and sisters, who were eager to try, and said, "Stop poking."
The demons' sanity is on the verge of collapse.
This group of disciples started chatting as if no one was around, completely ignoring them.
This scene is so similar.
Didn’t Yun Que and the young master of the demon clan ignore that group of disciples in the same way before?
But before, the two of them just wanted to give these relatives a warning. Looking at Chang Mingzong's attitude, they were really engaged in the conversation, talking to each other with extreme seriousness.
That's even more infuriating.
"Get started." Finally, the leader of the demon clan spoke, "Deal with Ye Qiao first. They don't dare to kill your majesty directly, so don't worry."
This doesn't sound right, does it? Ye Qiao narrowed her eyes, and the flying sword in her hand swung. The moment she approached, the demons retreated at the same time.
Evil creatures, especially those that cannot stand the light of day, fear the Feixian Sword the most. This was also the primary factor that allowed it to occupy the top spot on the Spirit Sword List. The previous masters of the Feixian Sword all became famous during their battles with the demons.
"Flying Immortal Sword." The young master of the demon clan uttered these three words and sneered: "It's in your hands?"
He thought that the sword was about to disappear in the sword cave of the Sword-Asking Sect.
As soon as the Feixian Sword appeared, it looked like a killing weapon. The demons subconsciously took two steps back. This conditioned reflex made the talisman practitioners move closer to her at the same time.
Mingxuan: “Rub.”
Ye Qiao looked at them speechlessly, but didn't say anything. She clasped the sword in her hand together, and the sword light formed several beams of light. No matter how fast the demons near her were, they could not be faster than the speed of light. The moment the sword passed through their bodies, they were killed instantly.
Ye Qiao held the sword in one hand and lazily grasped the Demon Lord with the other hand, and asked: "He shouldn't be the Demon Lord's real body, right?"
The young master of the demon clan sneered and glanced at her, "Distracted."
"Where do I need your real bodies to catch you?"
Mingxuan: “Oh.” No wonder they were so calm before. I thought they really didn’t care about this Demon Lord at all.
"So it's a clone. If you say so, then it doesn't matter if I kill him." Ye Qiao said as he picked up the Flying Immortal Sword and stabbed it towards the Demon Lord's neck.
For a moment, the two Yuanying stage demons could no longer sit still after seeing this scene. They were the first to jump towards her, and their dark demonic energy approached, becoming terrifying.
Ye Qiao reacted quickly and grabbed the Demon Lord to block it for him. He understood: "So you still care about me. Then why were you pretending just now?"
Since you care, it's easy to deal with.
She neatly stuffed the Demon Lord into Mingxuan's hand, who was holding the talisman and preparing to set up the formation. "Whoever comes, I will hit him. If you can't dodge, get behind him. Anyway, he is not the real body, so if you die, you die."
Mingxuan stretched out his hand and grabbed it with disgust, "Alright alright." But using the Demon Lord to smash the demons was a bit weird no matter how you thought about it.
Not only did he feel strange, the demons also had their own difficulties. Seeing their own Demon Lord's clone being beaten, they did not dare to actually fight back. What if the Demon Lord came to settle the score later and thought they were disrespectful?
The young man's figure disappeared from the spot as the breeze and talismans flew. Suddenly, in mid-air, Mingxuan picked up the Demon Lord and swung him around. He fell to the ground with a bang, killing five or six people.
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