Duan Shui Jian was stunned.
No, is he sick?
From being full of resentment to being content, I guess he was made stupid by Ye Qiao's pua.
Under her accurate hit rate, the spiritual weapon that had been stepped on countless times also went crazy.
Deep in the forbidden area, the young man's figure gradually emerged.
She stood quietly in front of them, her back looking particularly slender, which was unexpectedly creepy in such a gloomy environment.
Ye Qiao stared at the other person and once again seemed to accidentally crush the tentacles under her feet. Then she noticed that the boy with his back to her trembled violently.
Okay, she was sure.
This thing is the spirit of the Sword-Asking Sect.
It was really easy for her to find her.
Ye Qiao did not step forward immediately, but first observed the reaction of the weapon spirit, waved his hand, and stepped forward to say hello: "Hi?"
The young man turned his head, with strange lines on his face, a pale complexion, and unusually weird eyebrows and eyes.
She looks pretty good.
But once the spirit of the weapon spoke, its words were not so friendly.
"Go to hell."
When he saw Ye Qiao, he screamed, clenched his fingers into claws, and reached out for her heart.
However, in human form, he was no match for Ye Qiao in terms of physical skills alone.
Ye Qiao's fingertips transformed into a long knife and chopped towards his neck. There was a crisp sound as if it hit something hard, but there was no reaction at all.
Wow.
Seeing the young man continue to attack her, Ye Qiao retreated lightly. She didn't see Jun swinging his sword, and the blade just brushed past his neck without him reacting at all.
This defense is quite strong.
She decisively gave up the spirit sword, raised her leg and swept it high to the left, turned around and swung back with a powerful blow, hitting the weapon spirit's body hard. The powerful recoil threw it directly into the ground, leaving a deep hole.
What a perverted physical technique.
"Is the Changming Sect also good at physical skills?" Ye Qinghan thought of the scene where Ye Qiao knocked him down with a hammer. He blinked. He only knew that this sect was famous for its speed.
"That's not the case." Ye Qiao: "I just get beaten too much."
They are not good at physical skills, and Ye Qiao even believes that a qualified swordsman only needs to know sword techniques.
But Elder Duan is good at it. He usually trains them in various physical skills and makes them cry out in pain.
Relying on the crushing power of physical skills, the weapon spirit was beaten so badly that he had no power to fight back at all. He did not move for a long time. Under the gaze of the two, the weapon spirit actually turned his body into a book.
The dark red book automatically flipped open its pages, and dense tentacles like fine threads continued to extend outwards, all of which flew towards Ye Qiao. The malicious voice sounded again: "Go to hell."
Ye Qiao looked up and saw the sanity scene, she covered her eyes and wondered, "Although you are ugly at heart, you looked pretty just now."
After saying that, Ye Qiao looked at its stunning appearance and exclaimed, raised his head to avoid Mingyue's arrow, and hurriedly said, "But you are as ugly as you are now."
Ye Qinghan: “…”
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