The next second, he was hit hard by a shovel and flew more than ten meters away.
"You react too slowly." Zhou Xingyun said with a tone that was a bit difficult to explain: "If it were me, I wouldn't let her get close to me."
Ye Qinghan: “...Oh.” His reaction was definitely not as fast as Zhou Xingyun’s. Ye Qinghan did not focus on speed, but his slowness was only compared with Zhou Xingyun. There might not be anyone among his disciples who could be faster than Zhou Xingyun.
With his extraordinary reaction speed, Zhou Xingyun used his strength to tell the demon cultivators that the two of them were single by their own merits.
The beauty trap doesn't work at all.
Those female demons tried their best, but Ye Qinghan and Zhou Xingyun didn't even look at them. The ruthless shovels and pots coldly greeted the pretty faces of the female demons.
"These two are really..." Duan Hengdao took a long breath and blurted out, "Cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and you will be invincible from now on!"
"Stop talking." Shen Ziwei knocked him, "Hurry up and help me find the magic weapon."
The weapon repair sect was extremely busy. All kinds of magical weapons were thrown out, and there were also spiritual weapons to assist. The Chengfeng Sect had a wide variety of spiritual weapons, but unfortunately there were too few that could be used.
This battle of magic and physics is not only a test of one's foundation but also the monks' ability to adapt to changing circumstances.
Seeing them taking out increasingly outrageous magical weapons, Zhai Chen couldn't help but say a few words of concern, "...Have you guys in Chengfeng Sect been mentally normal recently?"
It doesn’t matter if Zhou Xingyun took the shovel. That is the sacred weapon of the Changming Sect, and they respect the cultural traditions of each sect.
What is that thing Ye Qinghan has?
Frying pan?
"Don't worry, wait, I'll change it for you. The frying pan was an accident." Duan Hengdao pulled himself away from the state of watching the show and hurriedly took out a dagger, "Whose melee ability is stronger?" With a twist of his fingertips, the dagger shone brightly, "This is easy to use, it can kill anyone with one shot."
"Give it to me." Xia Qing turned his head, caught this scene, put away the Biluo Sword, and took it.
"You can use a dagger?"
He thought that using a dagger was something that only Zhou Xingyun, who came from a family like the Zhou family that was good at killing people without leaving any trace, was good at.
Xia Qing smiled slightly, "After all, I am also an outstanding aspiring swordsman of the Sword Sect."
Seeing how confident he was, Duan Hengdao handed the thing to him doubtfully.
Xia Qing's opponent was a spirit, and he seemed to have noticed that he had changed his weapon from a spirit sword to a dagger. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips and said frivolously, "Dagger? How come I didn't know that the Sword-Asking Sect was good at close combat? Don't make me laugh."
A dagger is far less effective than a sword in killing people.
He was very confident that Xia Qing couldn't touch him. A dagger? Ha, no matter how sharp it was, it wouldn't hurt him at all.
They pulled each other for a while. Xia Qing was from the Sword-Asking Sect. Unlike the unscrupulous magic cultivators, he had enough experience. He seized the man's weakness and slashed down with the dagger in his hand.
The demon cultivator neither dodged nor evaded.
dagger?
No matter whether it is a hundred-year-old black iron or a thousand-year-old black iron, even a spiritual sword cannot kill him, let alone a mere dagger?
At the moment when Xia Qing suddenly rushed towards him, the young man put away the dagger at the critical moment and punched him on the skull.
There was no smile in Xia Qing's small round eyes. He seized the opponent's weakness when swinging his fist and hit him in the temple quickly, fiercely and accurately.
Oh, the only thought in the demon cultivator's mind the moment he was knocked away.
It turns out that he didn't even think of using a dagger, he just used his fist to hit.
He suddenly swung his fist up, and the entire ground collapsed under the powerful gravity. His unexpected blow knocked the demon in the God Transformation Stage flying backwards on the spot.
Xia Qing punched down again, and the man's skull was crushed on the spot by this violent swordsman!
The Sword Sect is not only powerful in swordsmanship.
The physical skills practiced are very powerful, but with absolute strength, there is nothing that cannot be broken.
This is the insight Xia Qing gained from the Hanguang Shovel. It cannot be broken by a sword, but absolute gravity can.
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere. Xue Yu tilted his head. The scene was a bit too bloody. "I thought Xia Qing had a good temper."
I didn't expect that I would be the first one to defeat my opponent.
Ming Xuan's lips slightly curved, and the talisman on his fingertips spread out, "No one in the Sword Sect has a good temper."
The formation was handed over to Yue Qingzong, and Mingxuan acted as an assistant to help the sword practitioners. He scattered talismans, and attack talismans and defense talismans flew across the battlefield.
To be honest, the effect is not significant.
The attack talisman was effective against some demons in the Spiritualization Stage, but the effect was not great. Under the crushing of absolute numbers, the power exerted was negligible, and Mingxuan exhaled.
"Make way for now." He pushed aside Chu Xingzhi who was in the way and placed the talisman in front of his palm, looking as if he was preparing to use some powerful move.
For a moment, the sword practitioners paused, thinking that he was preparing to use a big move.
Mingxuan grabbed the mustard seed bag and scattered talismans down. The number of demon cultivators was too dense, so he just grabbed a handful and threw them down, and every time he stuck, he hit one accurately.
The power of the talisman does not have to be strong, and being able to harass the opponent is also a good choice.
Hundreds of talismans were scattered and all of them were hit.
"What kind of talisman is that?" Song Hansheng was surprised and doubtful. He was very sure that he had never seen this kind of talisman before. He thought that Mingxuan's trump card was finally revealed at this moment.
"Heaven and Earth Spinning Talisman."
Song Hansheng: "I don't understand what you mean."
Mingxuan: “It means literally.”
Just as Song Hansheng was thinking, suddenly a group of demon cultivators in front of him began to dance their limbs in a very abstract way, and he was frightened.
Then the demon cultivators suddenly started dancing the waltz of love, staggering as if they couldn't even walk.
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