Ye Qiao: “……?”
What a dead noise.
"Oh, oh, oh." It was still calling in a soft voice.
Bu Jianjun was immediately annoyed and poked his head out from under his sword. The young man was dissatisfied: "What are you yelling about? Slut."
Bu Jianjun hated this kind of righteous spiritual weapon the most. The pure lotus fragrance made him extremely irritable. The key point was that Ye Qiao would not let him out.
Otherwise, he would tear those damn evil cultivators to pieces with his bare hands.
The palm print that flew from Lianxu was purified half by the Pure World Lotus, and the remaining half could not be dissolved, so Ye Qiao could only bear it.
With a "bang", his body fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
Damn it, my whole body was in so much pain, as if all my bones were broken. The sharp pain made Ye Qiao's facial features twisted. He pressed his trembling hands on Song Hansheng's shoulders. He finally understood why he was so resentful just now, because it was really painful to be hit by that palm.
After all, she had learned some dragon skills from the little prince, so she was not beaten to the point of vomiting blood. Qin Huai, Ji Huan, and Song Hansheng were beaten to the point of vomiting blood on the spot. It was no wonder that Song Hansheng's defense was broken.
She took a breath and said solemnly: "You must kill him, Song Hansheng, I support you."
That evil cultivator is really cruel, is it that great to be at the level of Lianxu? ! !
Well, Ye Qiao covered his chest, thinking back to the aggrieved feeling of not being able to even resist just now, and found that it was really fucking amazing.
"Your flower has reached its limit, right?" Seeing Ye Qiao stand up so quickly, he looked at his palm and began to doubt his life. After all, that was the palm print of Lianxu. Even if half of it was absorbed, it would definitely not be a problem to beat him half to death.
nonsense.
After all, she was in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and with the dragon clan's physical skills, she was very resistant to attacks. A single blow from him at full strength might have killed her, but after half of her evil energy was devoured by the flower, although it hurt, it was not fatal.
Seeing his subordinates falling down one after another, some because of the mist in Yunyan Valley, and some because of the endless strange methods of Ye Qiao and others, the evil cultivator could no longer hold back. His last palm was the strongest and could be used as a killer. The first two palms were swallowed by the flower, and the flower was now full and could not swallow so much evil energy.
He held the Jinghong Sword firmly and pressed the sword towards her fiercely.
"How about I teach you how to use a sword?"
…
Si Miaoyan frowned slightly when she saw the Pure World Lotus in Ye Qiao's hand, and warned Miaomiao, "It's best not to lend the Pure World Lotus to others."
"Spiritual weapons recognize their masters."
A weapon cannot recognize two masters, but everyone can see that whether it is a sword or a spiritual weapon, they both like to stay close to Ye Qiao.
This is quite strange.
Si Miaoyan thought about it for a long time, and warned her junior sister, "Be careful that Jingshi Lian doesn't want you."
Miaomiao was slightly startled.
Just when Si Miaoyan thought she finally realized something was wrong, the girl held her face and screamed, "But she's handsome."
"Ye Qiao Ye Qiao!" She shouted with extraordinary rhythm.
Si Miaoyan: “…”
Are you a die-hard fan of Ye Qiao?
Liu Yun rolled her eyes.
Ye Qiao can master any spiritual weapon, and any spiritual weapon in her hand can bring out its effect. This talent is enviable, but she is using your life spiritual weapon! You are still screaming.
Ye Qiao was forced to retreat step by step under the pressure of the sword, and her pressure was slightly relieved when Qin Huai joined the battle. Both she and Qin Huai were far less experienced in swordsmanship than this evil cultivator, and he could easily find the flaws of the two and destroy them one by one.
Qin Huai was stabbed away by his sword, and Ye Qiao took advantage of the situation to pull him back, whispering: "He must have one more palm from the Void Refining Stage that he hasn't used yet."
I don’t know what the group of monks are doing. It’s been such a long time since they were asked to lead the demon king, but there is no movement so far.
Ye Qiao guessed that the reason why he still had one palm left was because people in the cultivation world had a magical liking for the number three.
As the saying goes, Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things. Taoists like the number three very much.
Regardless of the realm, it is extremely difficult to store the attack of Lianxu based on the restrictions of the realm, so Ye Qiao speculated that he only had three palms at most.
"He was so casual when he slapped us the first two times, but now he is hesitant to continue to attack us with palm prints. I guess that may be his last trump card."
And as the final trump card, it must be very strong.
During this time, the evil cultivator kept staring at him, and Ye Qiao had a premonition that the old bastard would definitely swing his last palm towards him.
Okay, okay, let’s play it this way, okay?
Qin Huai listened to her analysis and said solemnly: "When you die, I will definitely help you get revenge."
"roll."
Qin Huai spread his hands and chuckled: "Think of a way to deal with his last palm as soon as possible. Otherwise, the next time we meet, we will only be able to visit you at your grave."
Of course Ye Qiao knew that he had to find a way.
Time passed bit by bit. She held the sword in her left hand and grasped the dark book in her right hand, thinking about what to do if he really hit her with palm wind.
Because of the excessive force, the palm of his hand was scratched and bleeding, and the blood was absorbed bit by bit by An Shu. An Shu was very happy, "Do you need me to beat them, Ye Qiao?"
Ye Qiao rubbed the blood on the pages of the dark book and replied calmly, "Not necessary for now."
The secret book is one of the few trump cards in her hand. In this secret realm full of dangers, she has to keep some in her hand.
She informed Xiaoqi in advance and asked him to pause time if the situation was not right.
Then the Dark Book was also stuffed into the field. Ye Qiao took out the Shadow Sword, raised his toes, kicked it upwards, and sent the Shadow Sword away. "Go."
The sword body flipped up and down in the air, and the light purple sword light flashed quickly, so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye, and the sword light stabbed towards the evil cultivator's heart at an extremely fast speed.
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