Ye Qinghan looked directly at her with his cold eyes, his calm features hinting at the coming storm. "What are you and the Seventh Elder doing?"
Didn’t you say that you would never associate with those who have lost their humanity?
Yun Que's cold expression froze slightly. He was obviously thinking of what he had said before. He didn't expect to be slapped in the face so soon.
"He has done me a favor. Don't be so petty." She flicked her sleeves and pointed at the Luoshui Sword in Ye Qiao's hand, "Are you really not going to help me?"
This is an internal fight within the sect, and Ye Qinghan should not interfere.
But he still wanted to help Chang Mingzong.
Those seven elders really don't seem like good people.
The personalities of the leaders of the five sects are all somewhat difficult to deal with. Although they do not require the family background of their disciples, they are extremely strict. Among them, only Qin Fanfan is easy to talk to and is protective of his disciples.
His disciples were all very good, protective, cheerful and had good tempers, which Ye Qinghan was quite envious of.
If it were his master's sect, heretics like Ming Xuan, Mu Chongxi, Ye Qiao and Xue Yu would have been beaten to death long ago.
...Only Qin Fanfan had a good temper so she tolerated their antics.
Ye Qiao moved closer to him and swung the Luoshui Sword. The killing intent of Duan Shui Zheng Ming rushed towards her. She asked calmly, "I killed your wife, you don't mind, right?"
Ye Qinghan was slightly startled, and said in a light tone: "Can you kill her?"
Ye Qiao: “…”
This contemptuous tone is a bit too much. It is obvious that no one except himself is worthy of killing Yunque.
If anyone else touches Yunque, they will die.
She and Yunque were running towards the same destination.
These people formed a united front and would never associate with someone as evil as the Seventh Elder. Yun Que was forced to stand on the opposite side of the crowd. She pursed her lips, thinking that these people made her look like bad guys.
It's clearly a dispute between sects, so there's nothing wrong with choosing who to help.
As the saying goes, if you don't agree, you don't need to talk too much. Zhu You couldn't stand her questioning his senior brother in such a righteous way, and said coldly, "You haven't become Taoist couples yet, so please be more respectful when speaking to the leader of our Sword Sect."
If this idiot Chu Xingzhi was here, he would have drawn his sword as soon as Yun Que spoke.
Ye Qiao fanned the flames: "That's right! Show some respect to our chief."
“……”What does this have to do with you?
Zhu You ignored Ye Qiao, and Yun Que also did not respond to this conversation. He drew the Mingyue Arrow on his bow and aimed at them, "Then let's see who is the real one."
After learning sword for so many years, Yun Que inevitably picked up some of the impulsiveness and straightforwardness of a sword practitioner. The girl waved her fingertips and the arrow was on the string, pulled to the full moon, with her chin slightly raised, her expression cold and murderous.
Yunque is famous for having numerous spiritual weapons.
“Get out of the way!”
The Moonlight Arrow has been given the reputation of being able to break through thousands of enemy formations with one arrow, and its shooting speed and power are definitely not to be underestimated.
At this time, it was a competition of whose spiritual weapon was more powerful. Ye Qiao pushed them back, and the half-moon crossbow was as fast as the wind. He leaned back and pulled the bow. The light of the arrow flowed like a string. The goose yellow arrow was shining and burst out suddenly!
When the two bows collided, it was obvious that the lethality of the Half Moon Crossbow was higher. As the main attack arrow, the Half Moon Crossbow mercilessly crushed the arrow of the Bright Moon Arrow with one arrow, and then pierced through the crowd behind Yun Que.
"hiss……"
Such strong destructive power.
Ye Qiao sneered and looked at Yun Que's pale face.
What are you bragging about? It's like someone doesn't have any spiritual arrows.
She brought the Half Moon Crossbow not only because it was the only spiritual weapon she had seen in the Half Moon Spirit Clan, but also because she was actually quite envious of the Moon Arrow of the Yue Qing Sect.
The light of the bow is like the soft moonlight.
Now there is no need to be jealous. As the magic weapon of the elves, the Half Moon Crossbow looks like a bright crescent moon when the bow is drawn. It can shoot arrows quickly, accurately and with high lethality.
The fifth elder stumbled, "... this, this, this, what kind of spiritual weapon is this?"
"Half Moon Spirit Tribe."
"Didn't the spirit race die out long ago?"
So Ye Qiao’s identity is really confusing.
They looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths twitched at the same time. Even the wealthy Chengfeng Sect couldn't help but gasp when they saw so many innate spiritual weapons.
There is a huge difference between spiritual weapons that are refined after birth and those that are born after birth.
Innate spiritual weapons are born with spirits, and their strength is unmatched by ordinary spiritual weapons.
Those innate spiritual weapons are truly gifted by nature. They are spiritual spirits nurtured by the natural world. Any one of them is a rare treasure in the hands of cultivators.
However, Yun Que and Ye Qiao each held an innate spiritual weapon in their hands. There was a dragon ball filled with the water from the South China Sea hovering around Yun Que, and a golden lotus of merit was spinning around Ye Qiao. They also held a bow and arrow in each hand, and that didn't count as a spiritual sword.
It's all just like the innate spiritual weapon is worthless.
"Where on earth did she get all this stuff?"
"Didn't she say she was down and out?" they couldn't help but ask themselves.
"Yes, she said she couldn't even afford to eat, and that all the dogs in the sect had starved to death. These were Ye Qiao's exact words." The person who spoke also noticed the strange looks from his fellow disciples, as if they were questioning them for specifically smearing their senior sister.
He also protested, "I really didn't mean to slander Ye Qiao! That's what she said."
"What's with the Ye Qiao Ye Qiao thing! Show some respect, she's our senior sister."
"Ahhhh."
"Senior sister is stunningly beautiful, and Ye Qiao is unrivaled in the world!"
That’s why they say that everyone in a big sect is full of talent. In just a few seconds, they have already put together a slogan.
Ye Qiao's scalp was numb from embarrassment.
Ordinary people don't recognize the Half Moon Crossbow. It was the elders who recognized the origin of this spiritual weapon. Yun Que couldn't help but bite her lip lightly. She also glanced at the bow and arrow in Ye Qiao's hand, feeling unhappy of being outdone.
They are all innate spiritual weapons, and the power of the Moonlight Arrow is indeed a little weaker.
Yun Que held the dragon ball in her hand and rubbed it gently, but fortunately, she had enough magic weapons.
Zhou Xingyun, who had arrived silently, suddenly pushed the little prince in front of him, and the little prince almost fell to his knees. He glared at the human angrily, then stretched out his hand with confidence and said to the girl in front of him: "Give it back to me."
Yun Que: “?”
"What?" She was confused by this crazy little dragon.
He wanted to take the dragon ball back? Ha, this was too moody. Yun Que really didn't lie. The dragon ball was indeed given to her by the little prince. This move confused her on the spot.
Ao Li's eyes flickered. If the loss of the dragon ball really caused the city to be submerged and swept into the South China Sea, then every life would be karma. Even if the dragon race was blessed by nature, it could not be easily erased. The Heavenly Dao loved these humans very much. "I have to put the dragon ball back. Otherwise, my father will beat me."
If he was 500 years old, he would be the most powerful among all the heroes! If he was 5,000 years old, he would be the Dragon King of the South China Sea who stirred up the world of cultivation!
Ao Li couldn't help but feel sad, but he was only fifteen years old, still a baby, and he would be spanked if he did something wrong!
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