Yun Que's eyes darkened: "Luo Shui, go."
The water blade is the sharpest and a slight scrape will leave a crack on the ground. The gentle blade is really deadly. The palace fighting legend is true.
Ye Qiao turned around and looked at Bu Jianjun. The Luoshui Sword Spirit was very strong, but her Bu Jianjun was not weak either.
She swung the black spirit sword violently, and the deadly stream from the sword hit the sword of Bu Jianjun. In an instant, Bu Jianjun burst out with a strong murderous intent.
The sword spirits were competitive and aggressive. Luo Shuijian's killing intent towards Ye Qiao was no less than stepping directly on Bu Jianjun's face. The murderous aura on him was much stronger than Luo Shui's.
He suppressed it in an instant. The terrifying killing intent made Luo Shui frown. His voice was cold. When he raised his hand, water flowed through his fingertips. "Killing Sword?"
She was angry: "As a disciple of the righteous path, you have killed countless people on your hands, yet you dare to show off to me, the Sword Master?"
"This sword of yours is not a spiritual sword from an orthodox sword cave, right?"
Luo Shui looked at Bu Jianjun coldly, with a bit of disdain and hostility.
Ye Qiao thought of Bu Jianjun's background, raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
After all, it's not just Luo Shui who protects her, she also protects her.
The world of cultivation pays attention to origins. For example, the former sword masters of the Feixian Sword were all righteous cultivators with great backgrounds. Although the Killing Sword, Bu Jianjun, has a powerful origin, it does not prevent the righteous spiritual swords from rejecting it.
She looked at Luo Shui's cold appearance, and the only thought in her heart was that the Luo Shui sword was damaged lightly by the gang fight in the sword cave.
It is the sword spirit's instinct to protect its master, so Luo Shui naturally dislikes Ye Qiao at this moment.
It was a cruel act that could lead to death.
Ye Qiao was too lazy to waste time with her. Her breath disappeared for a brief moment, and the whole person seemed to have evaporated from the face of the earth. Yun Que knew Luo Shui's strength well. She was the only one in the cultivation world who had a sword spirit, so she was not afraid that Luo Shui could not deal with a talisman cultivator.
The moment the female cultivator's aura disappeared, Yun Que calmly observed his surroundings.
Ye Qiao's figure disappeared.
The elders were also shocked. Ye Qiao's ability is obvious to all, and she can't let anything happen at this critical moment!
"That Luoshui Sword is really difficult to deal with. I'm afraid Xiaoqiao can't handle it."
"Let's go help her."
It is indeed inappropriate for a group of elders to beat up a disciple, but at this moment, no one cares about whether it is appropriate or not. The most important thing is to help Ye Qiao hold down Yun Que.
The fourth elder raised his hand lightly, and a red sky silk in his hand suddenly rolled towards Yunque.
At the same time, the ruler in Elder Zhao's hand grew larger and he slapped it coldly at her.
Yun Que became annoyed after being beaten repeatedly by the elders with their respective spiritual objects. She had excellent talent and countless magic weapons, so she would not be easily injured and dodged the giant ruler and red silk.
Ye Qiao fell behind her without anyone noticing, to be exact.
It fell behind Luo Shui. She did not hesitate, and the Hanguang shovel fell silently. Under the huge force, Luo Shui's sword spirit was torn to pieces on the spot.
Luoshui is the spirit of the sword, which quickly turns into a stream of water and disperses in all directions.
She looked at Ye Qiao coldly.
Ye Qiao was not in a hurry. Sword spirits were difficult to deal with. He had five sword spirits, so he naturally understood how difficult they were.
There is no need to be brutal when dealing with sword spirits. Just break them up or put them into the scabbard.
Luo Shui tried to attack her several times, but Ye Qiao dodged quickly. Besides, she was very strong in physical skills.
Yun Que was at the realm of Lianxu, and Ye Qiao was at the peak of Huashen. Luo Shui's ability was not enough to seriously injure her directly. Instead, Ye Qiao used her force to counter Luo Shui, and the blow bounced back and slammed her back into the scabbard.
An elder with sharp eyes couldn't help but yelled when he saw this move: "Dragon Clan?"
Yun Que was definitely knowledgeable, and his expression changed slightly: "You..." know the dragon clan?
Ye Qiao kicked the Luoshui Sword apart again. She didn't need to use the sword at all. She could defeat the sword spirit with just her physical skills.
The reason why the sword spirits are difficult to deal with is mainly because there are too few transformed sword spirits and there are not many references, but she has five sword spirits, and no one knows better than her how to deal with these particularly difficult sword spirits.
Luo Shui is a sword spirit and is not good at close combat. As long as you find an opportunity to get close to her and avoid the ubiquitous water knives, and then scatter them with the final blow, she will not be able to gather again in a short time.
"Luo Shui!" After her sword spirit was beaten into the scabbard, Yun Que's face was not so ugly. After all, she was different from Ye Qiao.
She prides herself on her noble status and strong power, unlike people like Ye Qiao.
In terms of strength, Yun Que's strength is the highest among all the female cultivators of the five sects. Even among the male cultivators, she is second only to Ye Qinghan who has already merged.
Moreover, Ye Qiao refused Mu Chongxi's help, Yun Que couldn't help but sneer.
I didn't expect she was so arrogant.
The bright moon arrow was pulled to the full moon, and the flowing moonlight was cold.
Ye Qiao casually waved the Hanguang Shovel in her hand and held it in front of her to fight. She had a cold expression, as if she had sensed something. The dignity of being an innate spiritual weapon was stimulated by the Mingyue Arrow, and the light of the Hanguang Shovel became brighter and brighter.
The auras of the two innate spiritual weapons, the Bright Moon Arrow and the Hanguang Shovel, were more overbearing than the other, and no one else dared to get involved.
Everyone can see it.
The exchanges between Ye Qiao and Yun Que were still in the testing stage. Everyone knew that Yun Que was strong, but what surprised people was Ye Qiao.
When almost all the talismans were thrown to the Seventh Elder, although they were just testing each other, she was not killed immediately, which was beyond their expectation.
Suddenly, someone in the audience murmured nervously, "Come on, little sister."
"Beat her to death, beat her to death..."
Ye Qiao joined the sect the latest, but as a direct disciple, both the inner and outer sects called her senior sister. As the two fought, their moods fluctuated, and at the same time, they couldn't help but scold Yun Que.
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