Any cultivator who is close to Ye Qiao and can hear him must be killed.
Of course, the most important thing is Ye Qiao.
Yun Que danced with the lotus and the sword in his hand, and with each movement, he also used talismans. He approached her and whispered, "With my talent now, even if the truth is revealed, who do you think will side with you?"
"Even if Changming Sect wants to help you get justice, I am practicing both sword and talismans. Do you think Yueqing Sect will protect me?" She smiled with a shallow arc, which was unusually soft.
So cheap.
Bu Bu Jianjun in Ye Qiao's hand wanted to tear her face off, but because sword spirits were not allowed to show up during the trial, he could only shrink into the sword, puffing up his face and glaring at her fiercely.
The Changming Sect disciples who heard it clearly looked panicked.
They didn't know whether it was true or not, but Yunque's reaction undoubtedly confirmed the authenticity of this.
Digging spiritual roots?
"Oh my God..." He murmured and opened his mouth, and the next moment, a bright sword light rushed towards him.
They were surprised to find that the monks summoned by the Seventh Elder were also obeying Yun Que's orders!
All the disciples hurriedly called for swords to resist. At this level of Jindan and Yuanying, killing a group of inner and outer disciples was as easy as cutting vegetables.
Seeing this, Yun Que smiled slowly, "I've already told you not to try to shake a tree with an ant."
Ye Qiao held more than a dozen high-level talismans suspended in his hand.
Throw it at the disciples and wrap them tightly.
Yun Que looked at her mysteriously, and felt that she was nothing special.
Want revenge with just a few talismans? And a shovel? And a strange spiritual weapon?
Don't overestimate your abilities.
Although the talisman is powerful, it is merely the product of the dying struggle of the talisman practitioners when fighting against the sword practitioners.
Although Yun Que is a talisman cultivator and therefore prides herself on her noble status, she knows in her heart that sword cultivators are the strongest.
Ye Qiao's expression was extremely cold. He used the first move of Qingfeng Jue with his spirit sword and pierced through the talisman flying in Yunque's hand.
This was the first time that Bu Jianjun swung his sword, and the Merit Golden Lotus was frightened by the black evil spirit and was slightly shocked for a moment.
Ye Qiao was actually hesitating whether to use Bu Jianjun or change to other swords.
The other swords were from the Sword Questioning Sect's sword cave. If I took them out, it would be hard to explain their origins. I might be forced to question their identities by the Sword Questioning Sect's people, but...
Soon she figured it out. If she survived the tribulation, who would dare to bark like a dog?
Without Jun Bu Jian, the Killing Sword itself is not suitable for use, otherwise his origin is strange and it is easy to arouse suspicion.
Now she couldn't stand it anymore, she didn't care how Yun Que treated her, but she couldn't stand the sect's few-year-old children.
Hitting a child is shameful! !
But those monks who were blood-thirsty didn't care about these things. To them, Yun Que was their young master.
Naturally, I just followed orders.
Ye Qiao didn't care about Yun Que, who was showing off his might before but now had a frozen expression. He unsheathed the sword in his hand, turned it into a long sword, and swung it in front of him with his fingertips.
A cold light flashed across the blade, the second move of Qingfeng Jue. The sword hadn't arrived yet, but the sword energy had arrived first. Those monks who tried to help their young master kill people and silence them were enveloped by the sharp sword energy before they could react.
Blood splattered three feet high, and she cut it off in front of everyone with one sword!
Yuanying Stage! ! They were a group of Yuanying Stage cultivators.
Just like that, they were killed by a single sword. The disciples of Changming Sect had blank expressions, blood splattered all over their faces, and they stared blankly at Ye Qiao.
Naughty kid, psychopath, this is their inherent impression. Until now, the girl was dressed in red, with a spirit sword full of murderous intent, standing in front of them.
Just feel.
As fast as a shooting star.
A sword can stop a million soldiers.
There was silence.
Only a light green color remained on the ground, exuding a vibrant sword energy.
The sword stood in front of her, and Ye Qiao almost took advantage of their dementia to chop off Yun Que's sword-holding hand. With a "clang" sound, the Luoshui Sword fell, and the spirit sword flew into Ye Qiao's hand. She held the hilt tightly, forcibly suppressing the irritable Luoshui Sword spirit inside.
Yun Que's arm was numbed by her sword energy, and he wanted to call Luo Shui back, but he didn't expect that the other party was firmly held in Ye Qiao's hand, without any movement!
She was stunned for a moment, staring at the Luoshui Sword, as if she wanted to say something, her lips trembling slightly in disbelief.
"What a coincidence." Ye Qiao's eyes glowed coldly under the reflection of the sword. She imitated Yun Que's words just now and smiled: "So~ you are also practicing both sword and talisman."
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I won't update this morning, I will update another 8,000 words tomorrow~ I am exhausted after visiting relatives today. I don't need to go tomorrow, I will stay at home and write furiously.
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