As for the glimpse?
It was a fool. It didn't realize that Ye Qiao used the trick of escaping and using a substitute puppet to pay with his life.
"What about the Jinghong Sword? Shit." Mingxuan seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He poked his head out and found the Jinghong Sword that was directly bent and broken by the palm print. He grabbed her and said, "It's much more troublesome to reforge a sword with a sword spirit if it's broken. You are so confused."
This is probably the first time that Ye Qiao’s sword has been broken by someone.
"I am fake, so of course the sword is fake too." Ye Qiao crossed his arms and explained in a good mood, "What a joke, how could I personally hand over the Jinghong Sword to him? There are so many weapon cultivators here, don't you think there is anyone who can imitate a sword?"
Those three weapon cultivators were just eating for free. They knew how to forge swords, so naturally it would be no problem for them to imitate one that was not much different. Except for Ye Qiao who was familiar with the Jinghong Sword, no one else would notice the difference between the real one and the fake one.
Mingxuan: "..."
Please calculate the psychological shadow area of the Shadow Sword.
Sword spirits usually jump out to protect their masters when they are emotionally excited, such as the time when the Chaoxi Sword spirit appeared.
Apart from anything else, Liuying has a very stable mentality.
If you don't push it, it will probably be timid from the beginning to the end.
Under normal circumstances, Ye Qiao was too lazy to go to great lengths to force the sword spirits to transform, but the situation was different now, she needed all five sword spirits to transform.
So we can only force it.
Ye Qiao's move was quite ruthless, solving the problem directly from the root. Wouldn't it be calm? Then let his wife and the sword master disappear right under his nose. The emotions of regret and resentment intertwined, even the most Buddhist sword spirit could be stimulated.
Mingxuan gave a thumbs up: "Awesome."
Whoever doesn't say it will be counted as nothing is left out. He was a little nervous and looked out for a few times. He found that the battle outside was quite intense, so he decided to retreat back and act like a sneaky mouse with Ye Qiao.
After he finished asking, it was Ye Qiao's turn to ask, "How did you get here?"
Ming Xuan smiled and said, "I scanned the area not far from your body and felt something was wrong. Then I guessed that you would be hiding in a corner and spying on me."
"You are such a pervert after all."
Mingxuan felt that he knew Ye Qiao quite well.
Ye Qiao and Ming Xuan can be said to be birds of a feather.
Both of them have a kind of sly aura that comes from the same school.
Ye Qiao elbowed Mingxuan and silenced him again.
It hurts. It hurts so much.
He is my senior brother.
Not only did Ye Qiao have no respect for his senior brother, he even beat him.
…
Feeling guilty?
Of course I feel extremely guilty.
The one who failed to save Ye Qiao and Jinghong Jian was Liuying himself.
If it had fought for its chance and transformed itself within the five seconds of Xiaoqi's pause, it would have been able to save Ye Qiao and Jinghong Sword under the palm print in advance.
Ye Qiao lowered his eyes and hid in the rubble. Through the gaps, he could clearly see the situation outside. The evil cultivator was already immersed in the joy of killing him, feeling arrogant and self-centered.
At this moment, Ye Qiao could clearly feel the emotional fluctuations of the Shadow Sword. The wailing sound of the sword was in his ears, which was particularly clear in the Cloud Valley. It was a bit more painful. Everyone knew that the sword spirit must have enough emotional control to produce a strong enough form.
Under extreme emotional stimulation, the painful heart felt like it was poured with hot oil, which was extremely painful and made Liuying go crazy on the spot. The sharp sound of the sword made everyone's ears tinnitus for a short time.
"I'm going crazy because of this." Duan Hengdao covered his ears.
Song Hansheng also had tinnitus in his ears, and his movements paused slightly, "Where's Mingxuan?"
Where did that bastard go to slack off again?
The sharp sound of the sword pulled the man back from his happy state and shifted his focus to the sword. He squinted his eyes, and his brain, which had become dull due to the gradual influence of the mist in the Yunwu Valley, also moved slightly at this moment.
wrong.
If Ye Qiao was dead, why was the sword still emitting light?
Could it be that this is still a sword spirit that believes in light?
Damn it. Something is clearly wrong!!
The light suddenly lit up, and his pupils shrank violently. He thought of something and subconsciously wanted to throw it away, but it was too late.
Liuying opened his smoky purple eyes. A light purple sword light flashed, and the young man's angry voice resounded throughout the valley, "Ahhhhhhhh!!"
"If you touch my sword master, you will die!!"
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