The two demons in the God Transformation Stage witnessed the blessing power of the spirit race with their own eyes, and became more and more jealous. They attacked the extremely weak little saint girl with every move. She helped the little saint girl dodge two attacks, but the gap in realm was like an ant trying to shake a tree.
The third knife was attacked from both sides. Ye Qiao took advantage of the situation and pressed the little saint girl into his arms, kicked the blade, and then kicked it again to the center of the knife.
He subconsciously covered his crotch, and Ye Qiao snatched his long knife. She was not good at this kind of weapon, but it was better to have it than not.
The blade spun and used the force to retreat, forcing the two men back again.
She was too agile. If it weren't for the realm suppression, the two of them would be no match for her.
One of the characteristics of Qing Feng Jue is that the body is as light as a swallow, and the skills are light and fast.
An old man saw the problem, "That little girl is fast, and her speed is not limited by realm. The other two gods seem extremely stupid."
"The Changming Sect's mental method does have its merits."
What the cultivation world despises most is speed-based techniques. However, when one's realm is suppressed, there is no limit to speed. Ye Qiao's body movements are graceful enough, and he can play with these two gods as if he is walking a dog.
Seeing that he couldn't catch up with her after several consecutive moves, his face darkened and he stomped his feet hard, pouring heavy pressure towards her. Ye Qiao slowed down, and the second she stopped, another man in black followed closely and tried to stab Ye Qiao to death without mercy.
After a few strikes, Ye Qiao, relying on his skill gained from being killed many times, dodged left and right and perfectly avoided his sword strikes.
If she were to move a little bit, she would be pierced through.
During this time, Ye Qiao tried to summon the flying fairy sword. With the blessing of the Half Moon Spirit Clan, he finally succeeded before being knocked away by the two.
Ye Qiao, who had failed many times before, couldn't help but sigh that the luck-enhancing effect of the elves was a good aid no matter where they were placed.
In the end, the whole team was wiped out, which is really sad.
The Feixian Sword is not restricted by the illusion. It can exert its strength according to the original strength of the sword owner. It turned into a spirit and attached itself to Ye Qiao. The snow-white sword spirit approached softly and formed a bright and thin spirit sword in his hand.
The moment the beautiful and gentle sword spirit appeared, the two demons almost turned around and ran away.
The Feixian Sword is simply the natural nemesis of the evil cultivators.
The moment he grasped the magic sword, the timid Ye Qiao finally had the chance to strike hard.
The spirit sword chopped down fiercely, drawing a sharp arc that instantly tore apart the blade that the man had chopped down, and the sword widened the distance between the two men.
It is true that the Spirit Transformation Stage is very powerful, and in this trial, Ye Qiao's cultivation was suppressed to the Foundation Establishment Stage, but the positioning of the Feixian Sword refers to the individual's strength, and her strength is indeed in the Spirit Transformation Stage. Even if she is restricted by the trial, her own strength cannot be denied.
As long as she achieves a certain degree of compatibility with the Feixian Sword, the Feixian Sword will be able to give her back as much of her original strength as she can exert.
Damn it. New and old hatreds added up, no matter what tribe they are from, kill them all today.
The crescent moon formed by the Feixian Sword was like a hook, and a crescent arc easily locked onto him. Pulling it downwards, the sickle-like half-moon formed into a harvesting weapon, breaking the black sword in his hand into two halves.
This wave, this wave is called breaking each other's swords to show respect.
"Your sword..." His face looked extremely ugly. Ye Qiao had never dared to fight back before. It turned out to be of light attribute. No wonder he dared to be so rampant as to challenge two gods alone.
The snow-white sword shadow split into two, and then into four. With a slight shake, it formed a surrounding shape with more than a dozen dazzling shadows, directly poking the man who had not yet finished speaking into a hedgehog.
The situation has completely reversed.
The little saint whispered silently to the judges who were observing secretly, "The monks I have met all chose to outsmart themselves when faced with such trials. All monks are without exception."
After all, the suppression of cultivation is irreversible, and no one will use force to suppress it.
In the trial, all beings are equal, and all have just established their foundation. Suppression by force is the worst option. They have tried so many gods, and this is the first time they have used force to suppress them.
But Ye Qiao succeeded and controlled the situation with one sword.
She felt that it was not enough, so she raised the wolf-hair brush in her hand and a talisman appeared out of thin air and flew up, tightly encircling the two people's spirits.
She didn't have any talismans, but she could draw them on the spot with a wolf-hair brush.
If the use of talismans is prohibited, can't she just use a wolf-hair brush to draw them in the air on the spot?
I would like to thank Song Hansheng for his guidance, and also thank his family for inventing the art of drawing talismans through the air.
She has come this far not by relying on anyone else, but thanks to the help of her peers.
"That move belongs to the Song family, right?"
"Can the Song family teach her? What is her relationship with the heir of the Song family?"
Are the relationships among this new generation of relatives and disciples harmonious enough to the point where they can learn from each other?
What a confusing relationship, with the Wenjian Sect, the Changming Sect, the Yueqing Sect and the Song Family.
Fu Xiu?
It can be seen how difficult it is to practice both sword and talisman cultivation. It makes sense that this kind of species is rare in the world of cultivation. It's really unfair.
The two gods still had the advantage in numbers at the beginning, but the moment she took out the wolf-hair brush to draw the talisman, it was completely a dead end.
Ye Qiao mercilessly killed both of them with one sword.
The moment the sword style hit the two of them, it all disappeared into nothingness under their horrified and terrified gazes.
Ye Qiao was happy, and the little saint was also happy. During her long trial, all the gods who participated in it had taken her to hide from place to place. This was the first time she saw someone kill the demons.
The little saint was very happy and she wanted to give Ye Qiao full marks.
Even the emperor can’t stop it.
The endless sword techniques and talismans perfectly suppressed the two gods. In theory, her training was very successful. The saint did not die, and her trial was extremely successful. The little saint's evaluation of her was unprecedentedly high.
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