"Can you do it? Song Hansheng?"
"You're still being kind to women at this time?"
He missed several arrows in a row, which inevitably caused dissatisfaction among others.
Yun Que is only at the peak of the Golden Core stage. Song Hansheng, a cultivator close to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, can't beat her? What a joke.
Song Hansheng's face was gloomy: "She always manages to 'just' dodge it."
Su Zhuo hurriedly dodged the attacks, threw out one defensive talisman after another, and explained: "Yun Que is very lucky." They have been together day and night for so long, Su Zhuo is not surprised that Yun Que picked up a spiritual weapon when she went out. His junior sister has always had extraordinary luck.
"Let me try." Ming Xuan suspected that he was showing mercy, so he snatched the Half-Moon Crossbow and prepared to go into battle himself. The young man swiftly spun around to avoid the demon's blade, and the Half-Moon Crossbow reflexively fired five arrows in succession, one after another.
The results were always unsuccessful.
His beautiful peach blossom eyes widened, "This is impossible."
It would be fine if they missed once, but if they missed five times in a row, they would have died hundreds of times when fighting against others.
Song Hansheng sneered. Seeing Mingxuan being humiliated, his voice was cold, "I already said it's not my problem."
He was also very puzzled, as each time he just happened to pass by her vital parts.
Ye Qiao was so envious of this luck that he cried.
Yun Que noticed their repeated failures. The corners of her lips couldn't help but rise high, and her soft voice was a little sharp: "Do you think anyone is worthy of touching me?"
She is different from them.
She and Ye Qinghan are unique, even special.
Under the cover of the talisman cultivator and weapon cultivator, the sword cultivator grabbed a few injured disciples of the Sword-Asking Sect, stepped on the flying sword and fled away.
Zhou Xingyun took the opportunity to use Duanchenfeng's spiritual root, which was faster than all other spiritual roots, to sneak behind Yunque without anyone noticing. Given Mingxuan's previous failure, he did not kill her, and it would have been useless. The scabbard hit her neck hard, knocking her unconscious. He grabbed Ye Qinghan, who was unconscious due to excessive blood loss, and said, "Come with us."
His sword-wielding skills are much better than Mu Chongxi's, so it is most suitable for him to lead the team.
Seeing Zhou Xingyun's sneak attack was successful, Mu Chongxi dragged Zhu You and prepared to escape, but soon he noticed something was wrong, "Where's your spirit sword?"
Zhu You said in a flat voice, somewhat helplessly: "It was broken."
The spirit sword can be reshaped, so it's not that sad. At most, the backlash from her natal sword being broken made her look bad.
Now is not the time to talk. Zhu You was dragged by Mu Chongxi and ran away. He looked at the people left behind and clenched his palms unconsciously, "What about them?"
"Don't worry about them." Mu Chongxi wanted to comfort her, and racked his brains for a long time: "Those demon cultivators are all fools. They didn't set up a blocking formation. Song Hansheng and the others could use the teleportation talisman to leave. The ways for weapon cultivators to escape are even more varied."
"So..." His voice gradually trailed off: "Don't worry."
Mu Chongxi and Zhou Xingyun each took a disciple and quickly left the scene. The speed of their sword-riding skills was so fast that they left the other Nascent Soul stage disciples far behind in the blink of an eye.
The leading demon curled his lips and said, "You guys are really courageous."
They actually dared to appear in front of them together.
According to their original plan, these disciples should have evacuated long ago.
The group attacked together and caught them off guard.
"Fuck your grandma." Shen Ziwei lightly raised the blade in his hand, cut off the rope that was flying towards him, grabbed Chu Xingzhi and used the magic weapon to move away from this place of trouble.
The leading demon was originally teasing them with a joking tone, but soon, watching a group of people disappear one by one, the man's face suddenly changed, "Where are the people?"
"Gone." Yun Que saw them evacuating one by one, and then she bravely stood up slowly. She whispered softly: "What should I do?"
In just a short while, these people had disappeared.
Looking at his subordinates who were standing there in a daze, not knowing what to do, the man calmed down and said, "It's okay, I'll take my time to look for it."
He curled his lips calmly and said, "The city near the Five Sects is only this big. Let's see where they can hide."
This is a cat-and-mouse game, and unfortunately, these scattered disciples are the mice.
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