After parting ways with Mingxuan, Ye Qiao selected a cultivator who looked particularly wealthy among all the fleeing cultivators, and chased after him slowly. The young man was frightened to death and threw magical weapons at her as he ran.
Just like the method, trying to dispel her.
Ye Qiao dodged left and right, and grabbed a magic weapon with ease.
Wow.
As expected, the family background is quite solid.
She picked up several intact magic weapons and put them in her pocket. It turned out to be the right thing to do to chase a rich man. This guy must be the stupid son of some landlord. He didn't even know how to use the magic weapons and threw them all at her.
Ye Qiao had broken several magic weapons in the process of fighting wits and courage with monsters before. She grabbed the glass bracelet thrown by the boy, shook it, and took a quick look. It was a top-grade magic weapon.
What a rich guy.
The man who was being chased was going crazy. He was out of breath, knowing that she was the most powerful among all the monsters. The scene of all the beasts paying homage to her proved that she was the Monster King. It was terrifying to see a Monster King chasing him.
The other party was worthy of being the Demon King. He had used all the magical instruments and talismans that could increase his speed, but the man still kept a certain distance from him at a leisurely pace and he could not be shaken off at all.
He knew that the other party was teasing him.
If she wants to kill herself, she can do it with her hands.
The boy's legs were so weak that he couldn't even feel whether he was running. He ran forward numbly and mechanically, not daring to stop at all.
Ye Qiao still followed behind him not too far away.
It's no wonder that she wanted to scare him on purpose. The main reason was that most of the demon kings went to chase Mingxuan and the others, and if Ye Qiao, the demon king, didn't chase someone, he would seem a little out of place.
As the saying goes, even a clay Buddha still has some temper. At the moment when the young man almost fell into the ground, he collapsed on the ground. When Ye Qiao approached little by little, he was like a cold poisonous snake, slowly approaching.
The boy's body trembled uncontrollably. With nowhere to escape, he looked at her desperately: "What do you want to do?"
"If I want to kill you, can't you just let me know?"
His eyes were red as he stared at Ye Qiao. His heart seemed to be clenched tightly and he dared not breathe too hard.
He was so upset that he fell headfirst to the ground.
Ye Qiao pulled him in time to prevent him from coming into close contact with the ground. She waved her hand in a friendly manner:
"Hey, friend. Is Battle Royale fun?"
The boy's voice was hoarse, "What do you think?"
His throat was so dry from running that he could taste the blood, but she was walking so leisurely as if she was strolling in the garden, basically teasing her prey.
Is this fucking fun?
She was totally humiliating herself.
"You might as well just kill me." He turned his head away with a cold look.
"I was just kidding." Ye Qiao looked at his tightly clenched fists and tried to comfort him insincerely, "I'm not a bad person."
I don’t know if he was completely giving up or trying to delay time, but the boy actually laughed, “Do you believe what you said?”
Ye Qiao thought, why don't you believe it? She is indeed not a bad person.
Perhaps because he saw that Ye Qiao had no intention of taking action, he took a deep breath and began to beg in a low voice, "Please. Let me go."
"If you don't want to kill me, can you just let me go?"
Who doesn't want to live? What if? What if he can get out alive? His family is waiting for him.
When Ye Qiao was about to drive the man crazy, he asked, "Where are you gathering?"
He kept his mouth shut and said nothing, so Ye Qiao didn't ask any further questions.
She was not going to leave the secret realm, but stayed to play with the demon kings. She had crushed most of the Demon King Pill in her hand, and since she was here, she might as well try to take advantage of this opportunity to completely absorb the Demon King Pill in one fell swoop.
If she stayed in the secret realm, she would also need to find a way to send the others out.
Ye Qiao has done everything she can. She will buy them time to escape. Now, it depends on whether Si Miaoyan and the others can get everyone out of the secret realm safely.
Countless monks were hunted by monsters, and a battle royale was taking place that was extremely fierce. Not only did they have to get out of the secret realm, but they also had to bring most of the monks out of the secret realm safely. The difficulty factor was extremely high, and all the monks who escaped didn't think they could survive.
But people are looking forward to miracles, although most miracles will not happen to them.
Well, what if?
Even if there was a one in ten thousand chance, there was still a glimmer of hope. The young man in front of Ye Qiao had a strong desire to survive, and his adrenaline surged. He suddenly jumped up and swung the dagger in his hand fiercely.
The speed was so fast that Ye Qiao was almost stabbed. The dagger was inlaid with a crystal, which looked very valuable and had speed-related wind patterns engraved on it. When he saw that she dodged it with one move, he stabbed down like a madman, with fierce and intense force.
Ye Qiao used his strength to relieve his force and punched him to calm him down.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'm going to show you something fun."
Her tone was still insincere, even frivolous, but the problem was that Ye Qiao had always been that way. As long as it had nothing to do with her, she wouldn't feel anything even if the sky fell.
The boy kept shaking his head, he didn't want to watch. He curled up in fear, clenched his teeth tightly, and felt cold all over.
Ye Qiao didn't have time to tease him. The monsters killed people very quickly. If he was slower, all the people in the secret realm might have been killed in the Yunyan Secret Realm.
She moved her wrist.
I don't see you unsheathed.
The pitch-black stick spread out like thick ink, and in that instant, the sword spirit opened its pitch-black eyes and hovered above the sword that was thrown into the air.
one.
Ye Qiao quickly touched the Feixian Sword again.
The second one.
Ye Qiao's strange behavior made the young man's eyes widen. His brain was confused and he even thought blankly, "Now the Demon King can use a sword?"
What is she doing with the sword?
Kill yourself?
He bit his lip, a little confused.
Ye Qiao didn't care how dull his expression was, and threw another sword high up. She threw the sword with one hand, and a snow-white sword light spread out. The shadowy figure of the moon-colored sword spirit emerged and overlapped in front of her.
A sword comes from the west.
Fairy from the sky.
Ye Qiao swung the sword at a fierce speed, with his knees slightly pressed down. It was no surprise that the Feixian Sword was recognized. As a sword spirit that once topped the list of spirit swords, the Feixian Sword itself was light and swift, and was well known to all sword practitioners.
"That is..."
"The Feixian Sword, which was once number one on the Spirit Sword Ranking?"
His voice was shaking a little.
The Feixian Sword, according to legend, is soft when it encounters the weak and hard when it encounters the strong. Unlike those sword spirits that are extremely powerful from birth, its strength depends on the ability of the sword's owner.
Because his attributes and strength were too useless, he was kept in the Sword Cave of the Sword-Asking Sect for many years, and it remains a mystery which disciple took him away.
So there really is a person who is directly related to me and becomes this resentful person?
However, with all kinds of thoughts flying around, thousands of words finally converged into one sentence: Grass.
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