Damn it, how dare you play tricks on him.
The boy collapsed to the ground out of fear and dread, crying and sobbing: "Which sect are you from? I'm going to report you, report you!!"
Ye Qiao: “…”
Facing his crying, she spread her hands and smiled: "Then you come and report me." Anyway, she had no plans to leave the secret realm for the time being, so it would be useless for him to report her.
The boy cried and wiped his tears, and soon calmed down. After all, he was not a crybaby, and it would be too much for him to cry at this time.
After calming down, he thought about it carefully and felt that Ye Qiao must be quite good at escaping, or pretending to be a ghost, otherwise it would be quite funny to see those demon kings shouting "Long live!" one by one. Are they crazy? They recognize a cultivator as the demon king.
Spread out the joke that you can get into the top ten in the cultivation world.
"What are you doing... throwing the sword in the air?" He pursed his lips. He had never seen such a magical operation before.
Ye Qiao: "Look at these two swords, do they look like a formation?"
"……"ill.
"Sword formation?" Seeing that she wasn't joking, he hesitated and thought about it: "You want to set up a sword formation? What about your other fellow sword cultivators? Those two powerful sword cultivators are your fellow disciples, right? If we want to set up a sword formation, let's gather and find them."
After saying this, he was still extremely anxious.
It seemed as if he couldn't wait to run to find Qin Huai.
Ye Qiao didn't move: "It's too late to look for them now."
Now all the demon kings are out, eagerly preparing to play a cat-and-mouse game, which is a competitive one. If they go to meet up with Qin Huai and the others, by then I'm afraid that all the cultivators in the secret realm will have been killed by the demon kings.
He had to calm down, "The sword formation has three swords at the bottom."
"If I remember correctly, three swords can form a formation."
"I have a sword. The problem is that I don't know how to form a sword formation." He broke down again. In a sword formation, each person has a sword. How could they play with just two people?
It’s better to just die.
Life is so torturous.
The young man grabbed his hair suddenly, looking at the evil spirit emerging from the sky, and he kept taking deep breaths.
Ye Qiao didn't expect him to react so strongly. She couldn't help but laugh: "If you want to lie down and die, can you give me the good stuff in your mustard bag? My sect is quite poor."
"Are you from the Changming clan?"
Ye Qiao: "A detective."
"...That's not the case. The main reason is that the characteristics of your sect are more distinct than those of other sects." He held the corners of his lips, and his words sounded reluctant.
Ye Qiao ignored him and pulled out Shadow, Jinghong, and Frost one by one from the domain. "Do you think they are enough?"
A Glimpse of Stunning Beauty, Frost Flying Fairy, four of them are from the Sword Questioning Sect, and one is hers, Bu Jian Jun.
Five spiritual swords are enough to form a sword formation.
"..." His weak look froze for a moment, that was enough.
While he was shocked that she had five sword spirits, he was still hesitantly wondering if the Sword Sect's sword cave had been robbed?
"That'll do." Ye Qiao bit the pen, the talisman flew, and five spirit swords circled in his palm. He sent them upwards with rapid movements: "It's just a sword formation. No one stipulated that there must be five people to form a formation, right? One person can also set it up."
He was numb.
Yes, it is possible, but why does the sword formation of the past generations require five people? Because it is already a blessing for one person to tame a spiritual sword, who the hell can control five swords by himself? And he can easily form a formation.
Why are these swords in one person's hands?
Ye Qiao acted quickly and threw the ice-blue sword upwards. The spirit of the Frost Sword, a little loli with blue eyes and white hair, hung on the sword and scattered frost on the ground.
Under her guidance, the five sword spirits formed a sword formation at the fastest speed and circled upwards.
A sword formation led by sword spirits.
The talisman in his hand formed a large shielding formation, which safely enveloped the two of them and prevented the demon kings from discovering what was wrong here.
…
Without a doubt, this was an unprecedented escape and kill in the secret realm. Behind them were the screams of panic and the joyful roars of monsters, mixed together with the smell of blood and the damp smell of earth, which made them feel like vomiting.
Si Miaoyan kept calling everyone to come to the border of the secret realm.
She played the flute and led most of the monks to run towards one place.
"hurry up."
The sword cultivators were responsible for staying behind to cover their retreat. Qin Huai let the sword spirit of the Qingfeng Sword lead the way. The wind pushed countless people forward. Once they were caught up by the monsters, those who ran slowly would have no way out but death.
They didn't even dare to look back to see what happened to the person at the back, they just gritted their teeth and ran forward desperately.
A male cultivator had his head bitten off on the spot because he moved too slowly.
The scene was too bloody, and Qin Huai was too slow in chopping off the demon king's head with his sword. What he didn't expect was that even though he had chopped off the opponent's head with one sword, the demon king seemed not to be hurt. He turned his head back, but the headless demon king grabbed him tightly and threw him to the ground.
The demon king slapped him down fiercely.
Warm blood splashed into Qin Huai's eyes, and his eyes turned blood red. The magic weapon on his body blocked the fatal attack, but his skull was still easily shattered.
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
He wondered vaguely, can everyone get out alive?
What exactly does Ye Qiao want to do?
ah……
No, he tilted his neck back tiredly, she had done her best.
If she had not arranged this game, perhaps all the monks would not even have a chance to run away.
But I still feel unwilling.
Qin Huai was taught by his elders since he was a child that a sword cultivator holds a sword to protect the safety of the people behind him.
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