It can be seen that he is a hard worker.
None of them had any objections. Even if no senior chose them, it would be good to be able to come across the inheritance and get it. However, they all underestimated the strange creatures that roamed in this ancient forest.
They continued walking deeper inside. There were almost no roads in the lush jungle, and they could barely make their way through it. A dark shadow suddenly passed by, making a rustling sound, and they drew their swords alertly.
Soon the road ahead was blocked by a man who seemed to have eye problems.
"Another direct descendant of the Five Sects, coming here specifically to seek inheritance?" The voice was mixed with a strange laugh.
This kind of place is similar to an alien space, and is similar to a secret realm. It was opened up by the ancestors alone. Basically, no one else can come in except their direct disciples. They have been lonely for too long, and when they see the appearance of living people, it is like they have found their favorite toys.
The ancestor of Changming Sect became excited: "It turned out to be this guy."
The Yueqing Sect's Patriarch's voice was gloomy, and he could not tell whether he was happy or angry. "This was a difficult existence even for me at the beginning."
"He can foresee scenes from the future. It can be as long as tens of seconds."
Not to mention a group of Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, even those in the Spirit Transformation Stage cannot withstand this guy who is born with the attribute of predictive ability.
If they were to encounter this group of disciples, they would all be completely beaten.
What happened next was exactly what they expected -
Except for Zhu You and Ye Qiao, all the other disciples were humiliated one by one by this man. He specifically attacked their vital points, and it was obvious that he had no intention of holding back.
"I've discovered a pattern." Zhu You's mouth twitched: "This senior, wherever he hears a man's voice, he kills him."
"In other words, he kills anyone who is a man."
What is this called?
Man-killing contest?
The other party didn't fight with the female monks at all, and just kept on killing the male monks. It was as if these male monks dug up his ancestral graves.
The male monks headed by Ye Qinghan were all furious. They didn't know what this man was thinking. He wanted to kill them and even tore their clothes.
In a moment, the clothes were almost torn into strips of cloth.
Any means of attack they used were avoided by the opponent in advance, and they were unable to really hurt this senior.
Although Zhou Xingyun didn't have as strong a sense of shame as Ye Qinghan, he didn't like the feeling of having his clothes torn. The young man said in a gloomy tone, "He can predict the future. If you want to get rid of him, you have to change faster than he can predict."
The ancestors who were watching them silently in the dark were amused, "They actually came one by one?"
The alchemy group adopted a group fight policy, but unexpectedly, the sword group turned out to be the good guys in the end.
The elders from the Bishui Sect who came to watch sighed repeatedly, saying that the man named Xue Yu was indeed poisonous.
I don’t know who I learned this from.
As expected, the training environment for sword cultivators is better.
…
Looking at the sword cultivators who had stopped attacking out of shame because their clothes were torn into strips of cloth, Ye Qiao's mouth twitched and he tried a few moves with Bu Jianjun.
The other party seemed to know what she was thinking. He dodged her and snatched her things in a very vicious way.
For example, breaking the pills on her body.
Take away the talisman she had drawn.
Ye Qiao's smiling expression at first gradually turned expressionless.
“Hahaha.” Seeing her expression change, he laughed happily, “I know. I can see what you will do next second, so no one can defeat me here.”
The man stretched out his hand, clenched it into a fist, and punched it hard towards his abdomen. "Is this the ability of this generation's direct disciple?"
There was a strange smile on his lips, full of sarcasm and ridicule.
Perhaps because Ye Qiao was a little girl, he did not tear her clothes, but only picked out the valuable things on her body. He even took away the mustard seed bag from her waist without anyone noticing, just a second before Ye Qiao approached.
There are all kinds of things in the Yeqiao mustard bag.
The most numerous items were the spiritual stones and magical instruments she had collected.
The corners of Ye Qiao's lips slowly straightened, his face expressionless.
Sensing the Sword Master's emotional fluctuations, the sword spirits that were originally lying flat in the field became lively.
Wow, it’s rare to see Ye Qiao getting angry.
The more obvious the sword master's emotional fluctuations are, the more opportunities the sword spirit has to transform, such as the Feixian Sword before, which gave it the opportunity.
This time, all the sword spirits were eager to try.
Ye Qinghan was stunned. From what he knew about Ye Qiao, she seldom got angry or irritated, but if she was pushed too far, the consequences could be seen in the flattened competition platform and the split secret realm.
Mu Chongxi mouthed to the man: You’re. Finished.
The other party just felt a chill on his spine.
Anticipating what was to come, he dodged reflexively, and then Ye Qiao blasted him in the face with a curse.
As expected, he was dodged.
Ye Qiao flipped the seal in his hand from time to time, his expression cold.
"What about your field?" she asked Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan barely wrapped himself in the clothes that were torn into strips, and said in a gloomy tone, "It's open. He seemed to have guessed the properties and system of my domain. I didn't kill him with one strike, and he escaped."
How could there be such a perverted inheritance?
Precognition?
Ye Qiao said "oh" and understood.
“Can everything be predicted?”
She asked back in a low voice.
Knowing that Ye Qiao couldn't hear them, the Yueqing Sect's ancestor shook his head, "Precognition doesn't mean knowing everything. In fact, as long as she changes fast enough, prediction is completely useless."
The transformation here does not refer to swordsmanship.
Rather, it refers to the trump card in her hand.
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