Let me explain this on two sides.
Ye Qiao on the other side didn't want to fight with the left protector at all. As she had just broken through to the state of spiritual transformation, it would take a lot of time for her to fight with such a veteran. But she had no choice now. To integrate the realm thoroughly was the purpose of Ye Qiao's training this time.
She gritted her teeth, thinking that this was too much of a coincidence.
It's hard not to doubt Xie Chuxue, this dog.
Ye Qiao unsheathed his sword, calmed down, and smiled: "Long time no see."
"Have you thought about how you want to die?" The Left Protector was also happy to reminisce with her. Although the two had only fought once, the Demon Lord would probably be happy if Ye Qiao died in his hands.
Ye Qiao smiled: "I want to live."
She didn't waste time talking to him. The snow-white sword in her hand was divided into countless sword shadows. She moved her wrist and brought up the sword shadows. At the moment when countless sword shadows passed by, Ye Qiao kept observing his movements, trying to catch the opponent's mistakes.
Ye Qiao clearly understood that in order to win against such a quasi-god, he only needed to find his weakness.
It was obvious that the opponent was a veteran, a god who had been in actual combat for hundreds of years and would not reveal any flaws at all.
On the contrary, Ye Qiao, who had just reached the state of transformation, seemed to him to be full of flaws.
After more than ten moves, Ye Qiao, who was relatively too young, was knocked away by one move. The blade crushed her bones, and the bones in her body pierced her stomach. She almost vomited some internal organs. Ye Qiao didn't make a sound during this period. Although it hurt, it was still within the tolerable range.
She swallowed the pill silently.
A man's voice suddenly sounded in my mind.
Ye Qiao was slightly stunned.
Oh, it was Mu Li who had been ignored by her for a long time.
The Demon Lord said in a very uncertain voice: "As long as you defeat him, I think with your ability, it won't be a problem to fight two gods alone next time."
Ye Qiao was a little overwhelmed by his torture. He swallowed the pill and heard his sarcastic words. He couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, "You really think highly of me."
Mu Li didn't care: "If you don't finish it quickly, they will be in trouble."
The situation below is not much easier than hers, with so many people in the Nascent Soul stage.
How many people did the demons send here?
"I know." Ye Qiao was the direct disciple leading the team this time. She had to ensure that everyone was brought back. Mu Li's words undoubtedly made her stand up quickly and face the continuous attacks from the left protector.
She didn't dodge or evade.
The Qing Feng Jue was condensed in her hand, and the snow-white sword light came into view. She faced the sword head-on, and the sudden burst of spiritual energy shook it away.
"Changming Sect's sword technique?"
Ye Qiao remained noncommittal.
Qingfeng Jue has six sword techniques:
There is one thing that the sect's disciples have that the demons can never achieve, and that is their inheritance is all top-grade skills that have been continuously evolved from each generation.
After the Spirit Transformation Stage, Qingfeng Jue is a very difficult sword technique.
She needed an opportunity to fight with a Shenhua realm in order to fully master this realm, and this left protector was a good practice stone for her.
But, just like this, she would need to be beaten many times. Ye Qiao thought of Mu Li who just appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help but shout twice:
"Little love, little love."
"Please, Xiao Ai, I can't live without you." Ye Qiao shouted in her mind with sincerity: "Xiao Ai. I can't live without you."
Mu Li: “…” He was really annoyed with Ye Qiao.
The First Demon Lord sneered coldly: "...I won't pay any attention to you no matter how hard you cry."
She broke off her relationship with him without hesitation, but when she turned around and found that she needed someone's guidance, she started calling herself frantically again.
Sometimes Mu Li admires her thick skin. Doesn’t she feel embarrassed or ashamed at all?
He could certainly provide corresponding guidance, and even this hundred-year-long Spiritual Transformation Stage was full of flaws in his eyes.
"You lied to me." His voice was filled with malice: "You lied to me."
While Ye Qiao was dealing with the attack from the left protector in a panic, he talked to Mu Li: "No. I didn't ask the elders to get rid of you, did I? I just suppressed you. Do you see this demon? If we kill him, then you can absorb his spirit and nourish your soul, right?"
She knew that it was common for demons to kill each other, and this Demon Lord didn't seem to care about the life and death of his subordinates. He had been dead for so many years, so where was the moral character to speak of?
"You're right." Mu Li was quickly convinced. He still needed Ye Qiao's help. Falling out would not benefit either of them.
And Ye Qiao is a principled person, even though she can be really deceitful sometimes.
After dozens of moves, he could clearly feel Ye Qiao's rapid progress. From the beginning, he was suppressing the opponent, but later on, he seemed to be counterattacked.
What advice did you receive from an expert?
He twisted his neck and felt something was wrong.
During this coaching battle, Ye Qiao paid full attention to Mu Li's words.
"I remember you and Feixian Sword got along well?"
Ye Qiao hummed softly.
"Use the Feixian Sword Technique."
The bright Feixian Sword was gently spread out. Ye Qiao narrowed his eyes and captured the moment when the opponent made a mistake. According to what Mu Li said, countless sword shadows filled the air and two sword techniques were transformed at once.
The Feixian Sword and Bu Jianjun, two magical swords, stood together in the sky.
The snow-white sword light whizzed up with unstoppable momentum and created an astonishing explosive power. The moment the sword technique hit the Left Protector, his strong desire to survive made him want to split his soul and escape.
Mu Li screamed impatiently in his mind, "Lock him up with the formation that you don't know, Ye Qiao!"
There are hundreds of ways for a spirit to escape, and he must eliminate this possibility.
He changed the sword again, not seeing Jun in his hand, Ye Qiao stepped lightly into the air, sneered, and hit the left protector on the back of the head without hesitation.
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