Ming Xuan was a little confused by Ye Qiao's words, "What do you mean?"
Adding duck will make it look friendly? Is Ye Qiao serious about this?
Ye Qiao smiled slightly: "Guess."
Mingxuan had confusion in his eyes and couldn't figure it out.
In the end, the other three sects chose to abstain, and as expected, only the Changming Sect and the Wenjian Sect were able to participate in this competition.
The two costumes, one red and one white, are clearly distinguished.
The little prince raised his head and looked at them quietly for a few seconds, and said in a serious voice, "Among the two strongest sects among the five sects, your sect is also one of them."
As far as he knew, only the strongest sects were qualified to compete and decide the winner. One was the Sword Questioning Sect, and the other was the Changming Sect. This was beyond his expectation.
And his father also said that one should not make enemies with the strong.
"Don't keep calling us yours." Mu Chongxi turned his head and corrected him, "We are from Changming Sect."
The little prince thought about it, thinking about Ye Qiao's words, and nodded to express his friendliness: "I know."
“……” Mingxuan was stunned, and then almost fell to the ground laughing.
He finally understood the purpose of Ye Qiao's inexplicable words. Is she so happy to deceive honest people?
The conversation below could not escape the ears of the clan leaders at the top. Qin Fanfan was about to say something, "Why does this little prince speak like this...?" How stupid.
The Sword-Questioning Sect leader's mouth twitched, and he looked at the group of disciples below. After reasoning for a moment, he came to the conclusion: "He must have learned it from Ye Qiao!"
If you encounter something wrong, it must be Ye Qiao who taught you.
The Sword-Wen Sect leader solemnly instructed the cultivators nearby, "Tell him to play less with Ye Qiao these days."
After all, the prince of the dragon clan was led astray by Ye Qiao again. He would have no way to explain himself when he returned.
After getting on the competition stage, the two sects stood separately and simply assigned each other's partners. The competition stage was large, with enough space for them to separate and compete.
Unexpectedly, in the end, Chang Mingzong actually left Xue Yu to Mingxuan for protection.
You know, whether it is Ye Qiao or the other two, they are more suitable to protect Xue Yu than Mingxuan, a talisman cultivator.
"The actions of the Changming Sect are always beyond our expectations."
Qin Huai analyzed rationally: "Chang Mingzong does not have the advantage this time."
Zhou Xingyun was fighting one against two, Ye Qiao and Ye Qinghan, and Ming Xuan had to drag along a Dan cultivator. Only Mu Chongxi was in a slightly better situation. He and Chu Xingzhi could fight to a draw, and neither could do anything to the other.
Duan Hengdao shook his head, "Not necessarily." Dan cultivation does not mean it is useless.
The key point is that the roles of weapon cultivators and alchemy cultivators are similar, they are both types of people who provide equipment. It is useless to deny that the role of alchemy cultivators is not equivalent to their weapon cultivators.
"I don't know what Chang Mingzong's strategy is this time."
Shen Ziwei touched his chin and said, "Based on my observation of them for so long, I think they are quite good at playing. I hope they can win this time. At least we can't give this opportunity to the Sword Questioning Sect for nothing."
It must be said that the Wenjian Sect is indeed not as popular as the Changming Sect.
"I don't understand why he threw Dan Xiu to a Fu Xiu for protection." Song Hansheng's eyebrows drooped, thinking: "Is he deliberately provoking?"
Forgive this, but this was the only intention he could think of for Chang Mingzong.
It’s as if they would feel uncomfortable if they didn’t do something stupid and disgust their opponents.
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Ye Qinghan made hand gestures, and the advanced sword technique took shape. He held the Broken Water Sword in his hand, and it looked effortless. He was worthy of being the number one in the Sword Sect.
"Ye Qiao, your opponent is me." Ye Qinghan stopped her with his ice-blue sword, his voice cold.
The remaining two members of the Sword Sect are also difficult to deal with.
In terms of their individual strength, they are indeed mediocre, but when they join forces they can fight across realms.
Even Zhou Xingyun couldn't quickly determine the outcome of a one-on-two fight. Team battles are even more unpredictable, and no one can guarantee what the opponent will do next.
Mingxuan walked onto the stage with a miserable look on his face, and his expression became even more gloomy when he saw his opponent.
Wish you peace.
A direct disciple whose strength is definitely not weak.
Moreover, at times, this junior sister from the Sword Sect was quite cold and decisive. When the sword practitioners started fighting, they were still politely testing each other, but Zhu You directly raised his sword and hit him in the vitals.
Showing mercy to Fu Xiu would be tantamount to sowing the seeds of disaster.
Mingxuan must not be given any chance to set up his formation. Zhu You knew this very well. He moved his wrist, the sword flashed, and his face was extremely cold.
As the defensive talisman in his hand was shattered by the girl's Luoshui sword more than a dozen times, Mingxuan's expression gradually became colder.
The sword wind pierced the arm mercilessly, but Mingxuan's expression remained unchanged. He flicked his fingertips, and six talismans in his sleeves floated at the same time, surrounding the girl.
Zhu You's vision was disturbed by several talismans. The light golden halo formed by the talismans suddenly tightened. He quickly broke one of them with his quick eyes and hands, and the sword energy condensed to break the talisman in front of him.
Mingxuan took this opportunity to retreat with Xue Yu.
The two had a brief exchange
As the saying goes, a friend dies rather than I die.
Ming Xuan said sincerely: "Go to hell, Third Junior Brother, I will avenge you."
Xue Yu quickly replied: "Thank you."
But he still wanted to struggle.
Moreover, they did not make such arrangements intentionally to seek death or provoke the Wenjian Sect or anything like that. They really had other arrangements this time.
Ye Qinghan really wanted to win.
He didn't care about his manners and immediately picked Ye Qiao, the person he wanted to hit the most.
The moment the competition started, the two men fought each other. The young man's eyes were cold and icy, and he pressed down with his sword. The force point was too heavy, and with the power of the sword, the ground where Ye Qiao stepped sank a little.
Ye Qiao activated the inheritance of the precognitive system and took the lead in defense. The sword energy filled the Bu Jian Jun in his hand. The black filaments that could not be captured by the naked eye intercepted the sword energy and stopped it at the vital point, blocking it.
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