Ye Qiao swung the sword, the sword energy of Luo Shui was clear and sharp, and she forced the sword spirit into the scabbard. She held the sword horizontally and blocked in front of them coldly.
Qingfeng Jue.
The quasi-heavenly sword technique of the Changming sect.
It really lives up to its reputation.
When Ye Qiao swung out his sword, Mu Chongxi also used the same sword technique. The second style of group attack sword technique swept through those Jindan stage cultivators. The Yuanying stage cultivators could barely resist, but the Jindan stage cultivators were beaten to pieces, looking extremely miserable.
"She is a swordsman."
"...I said her temperament doesn't look like that of a talisman cultivator!!"
Some people got excited.
"You mean, she's the same as Yunque?"
"Maybe there's a little difference. She might be the same as that old monster from the Seventh Elder."
He can make elixirs, draw talismans, and fight.
Ye Qiao retorted calmly in his heart.
No, maybe the other party can also refine weapons.
It's really perverted.
After a series of calculations by Heaven, she was dragged in to save the world, targeting the Seventh Elder and Yun Que.
At the beginning, Tiandao obviously thought about looking for Xie Chuxue, one of the few smart people, but later it found that all the cultivators in the world of cultivation were in the trap and could not break it at all.
You can only find an outsider.
Ye Qiao was very unlucky and became the outsider who was forced to join the game.
She casually hung Bu Jianjun around her waist, held the Luoshui sword horizontally, raised an eyebrow at Yun Que, and successfully saw the other party's face turn pale and blue.
Several inner disciples immediately hid behind Ye Qiao. It was not that they did not want to be tough, but they really could not be tough in the face of such a high realm. Yun Que was a cultivator in the Void Refinement Stage, and the cultivators behind her who obeyed her orders made them simply not qualified to compete.
Ye Qiao threw down a sword, neatly dispersing a group of Jindan Yuanying stage warriors, making them feel confident. They quickly hid behind her and flattered her in a flattering manner: "Junior Sister is indeed extraordinary!"
Chang Mingzong had not accepted any disciples for four years, and the position of personal disciple had been vacant all along. However, at this moment he accepted a disciple, so it was obvious that he must be an extraordinary person.
Unfortunately, since Ye Qiao had never done anything serious, they didn't think about it in that regard.
They hesitated: "I think Senior Sister Ye's swordsmanship is not inferior to Senior Brother Zhou's?"
You have to know that the ancestors of Changming Sect all proved their Dao with swords. Most of the sect leaders of all generations were also sword practitioners. The attainments of Changming Sect in the Dao of Sword are really not lower than those of Wenjian Sect.
However, among all the inner and outer disciples of the entire sect, Chang Mingzong has the least number.
Normally, the disciples would not care about anything, but now seeing Ye Qiao protecting them, they couldn't help but feel excited.
Ye Qiao held the sword without saying a word, and the water flow of Luo Shui entangled her as if she wanted to break free. As a result, no one knew what kind of talent Ye Qiao had, but she suppressed her alone. Luo Shui wanted to struggle, but failed and was forced into the sword by her on the spot.
"Luoshui!" Hearing the sword spirit's wail, Yun Que's expression changed: "What did you do to it?"
Yun Que wanted to summon her sword, but she found that her spirit sword was firmly held in Ye Qiao's hand. She was immediately furious and asked in a shrill voice, "Are you a sword cultivator too?"
She is the only female cultivator in the world of cultivation who practices two different paths.
Let’s not talk about the Seventh Elder for now. The Seventh Elder was not an ordinary person, let alone a person from their world of cultivation. A female disciple who had just entered the sect for a few months was actually the same as himself.
She just felt that she was being fooled by Ye Qiao, but the Life Sword did not respond no matter how she called.
The girl couldn't help but feel a little frightened. The Seventh Elder had clearly said that she was the only girl with good fortune in the world of cultivation.
A person who should have died long ago suddenly appeared, and he had the same talent as herself. How could Yun Que feel good? She held a golden lotus of merit in her hand, and the lotus petals bloomed, and she hit Ye Qiao fiercely.
As an innate treasure, once hit by the lotus, it can be reduced to ashes in one move.
Ye Qiao did not hide, but lifted his sleeve to reveal the mark on his wrist. Looking at the aggressive Lotus, he curled the corners of his lips with a smile and waved gently towards the Golden Lotus of Merit.
Ye Qiao's dog-calling action confused them, and they reminded: "Little Sister, be careful, that lotus is very strong."
"Shut up, Senior Sister Ye knows her limits."
At this moment, they were particularly respectful to Ye Qiao. In the world of cultivation, strength is the key to success, and status is secondary. If the status of a direct disciple cannot convince the public, then no one will care even if he holds the title of direct disciple of some sect.
The strict hierarchy in the world of cultivation has always been clear.
As Ye Qiao waved, a faint golden mark on his wrist became faintly visible, and as the lotus got closer, the mark became hotter and hotter.
She had often complained about the stinginess of heaven.
The things given to her were all based on her realm, and she had to rely on herself for opportunities in the world of cultivation. But this time, she realized that the way of heaven might not really intend to treat her unfairly.
Ye Qiao had been reluctant to use this blessing. After all, the name was a bit too scary and gave her a bad feeling. She couldn't find anyone to practice with, so she didn't dare to use it easily.
Although he couldn't figure out its power, Ye Qiao was certain of one thing: this mark had the same origin as Buddhism.
As expected, the mark appeared and disappeared, and the golden light of the Golden Lotus of Merit, which was originally rushing towards him, flickered slightly and then came closer.
The same breath made it instinctively get close to her.
Yun Que's expression darkened. He didn't expect that the traitor Jinlian would fly towards Ye Qiao.
Ye Qiao's character is really complicated. He is both a sword practitioner and a talisman practitioner.
The lotus belonged to Chen Muchan, and she also tried to refine it. Unexpectedly, this spiritual weapon was so ungrateful that it refused to obey her. Fortunately, no one else could seduce away the sacred object of Buddhism. Yun Que took the lotus and threw it lightly. At the same level, he won easily every time.
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