The golden tower suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes. Yun Que was unable to dodge and was sucked into the Ghost King Tower. Ye Qiao sneered and stepped into the Ghost King Tower with his domain in hand, ready to play with her.
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Ye Qinghan and Mingxuan cooperated, while several sword cultivators from Qin Huai looked for opportunities to take action. In a one-on-many situation, the Seventh Elder was still not at a disadvantage. These disciples were very difficult to deal with, and he was never able to escape. But at this moment, the Seventh Elder took a quick look and quickly found a flaw.
Mu Chongxi and Ye Qinghan have the same talent and their realm is not low, but they don't have their own sword intent.
This is very interesting. The Seventh Elder regarded a sword cultivator who couldn't find the sword intent as someone who had made a breakthrough and was eager to escape from the siege. He looked for an opportunity to temporarily disappear from everyone's sight, and then a spiritual flag was thrown towards Mu Chongxi. The young man's knees went weak, and his soul was shaken violently by the flag, and he spit out blood.
The Seventh Elder's eyes lit up and he glanced at him coldly. He suddenly covered his shoulder with a hand, and his spiritual energy surged, trying to force him to explode and die.
"If it weren't for Ye Qinghan, you have good talent, and I would be able to spare your life."
What a pity.
With a cold and unreserved look on his face, he pointed casually. In an instant, he felt the breath of a sword cultivator at the peak of his ultimate state. Countless black swords seemed to be driven away. In an instant, thousands of swords were suspended in the air. The Seventh Elder put two fingers together again, and the thousands of black swords in the air were at his disposal alone.
In an instant, thousands of swords descended towards Mu Chongxi and the people below.
A natural sword bone that he couldn't even find his own sword intent. He snorted in his heart, naturally there was nothing to be afraid of.
Mingxuan tore the teleportation talisman into pieces and it fell into the hands of the Seventh Elder. He then flew up and kicked the Seventh Elder hard in the abdomen. The Seventh Elder was a true mage and his physical skills were very weak.
No one expected that Mingxuan, a talisman practitioner, could fight in close combat. The Seventh Elder was caught off guard and was ambushed. Mingxuan seized the opportunity to tear up the teleportation talisman and take Mu Chongxi away, quickly distancing himself from the enemy.
The two of them were worthy of being from the same sect, as their expressions were surprisingly consistent at this moment. Mu Chongxi and Ming Xuan both looked at him coldly. To be precise, it was the sword technique of the Seventh Elder that was extremely similar to Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin.
"Ye Qinghan!! Stop those swords quickly!" After seeing thousands of mysterious swords falling below, Mu Chongxi's voice was anxious, almost shouting.
Ye Qinghan and he were both born with sword bones, but Mu Chongxi was not sure about this, so he could only hope that Ye Qinghan could stop him.
Ye Qinghan had a solemn expression and tried to summon the Broken Water Sword to intercept. The aura of the two natural sword bones spread. The Seventh Elder grinned grimly and crushed their auras. While Mu Chongxi was injured, he pursued the victory, waving the spirit flag in one hand and swinging the sword fiercely with the other.
The black sword that was being driven down from below was like a violent storm, unstoppable.
A sword pierced the heart of a disciple below. Mingxuan was slightly startled. He didn't expect this old man to use this trick.
When those tens of thousands of black swords fell, the masters of the twelve peaks almost went crazy. They had few people in the Changming Sect, and all of them were initiated into the sect when they were around ten years old. They all regarded those disciples as their lifeblood.
Watching the Seventh Elder slapping people to pieces with one palm, it seemed that all he could hear were the screams of those disciples. Their highest realm was only the Void Refining Realm, and most of them were only at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm. It was too late for them to compete with those in the Fusion Realm.
Duan Hengdao immediately used all his defensive spiritual weapons and magic weapons to protect the people around him, but the number of people he could protect was really limited. Other elders also summoned their magic weapons, but the black sword still took away countless people when it fell. The great elder's eyes were bloodshot.
The pale faces were pierced through the chest and head by a sword, and he could no longer control himself and let out a roar, "Ah!"
The majestic voice penetrated the scene with unspeakable anger and compassion.
The spiritual energy around the old man suddenly surged wildly at this moment!
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The realms of the two people in the Ghost King Tower were suppressed to the Nascent Soul stage. She was extremely angry at the moment, but Yun Que was still very confused. She only saw a small tower that took her in, and then she knew nothing.
She was terrified when her Lianxu realm was suddenly suppressed to Yuanying stage.
Yun Que was not like Ye Qiao and the others who had climbed up step by step from various realms. She relied on the Chaos Tower to practice and reached the realm overnight. She was not familiar with the Nascent Soul realm at all. When she saw Ye Qiao walking towards her, she hurriedly swung the whip.
Ye Qiao grabbed the flying whip from Yun Que, kicked Yun Que away, and stabbed at her with the sword, trying to stab her to death. Yun Que had dragon scales on her chest to protect her heart. Ye Qiao glared at the little prince outside.
The little prince who was watching the battle scratched his head. He was a member of the dragon clan and was born with spiritual eyes, so he could see the scene inside. Suddenly, Ye Qiao glared at him, and he felt so guilty for some reason that he didn't dare to look Ye Qiao in the eye.
Ye Qiao in the Ghost King Tower swung her sword fiercely again, and three swords finally broke the damn heart-protecting scales and pierced through. Yun Que was unable to dodge and was stabbed by her sword, letting out a scream.
Ye Qiao wanted to stab with the second sword, but at this moment, he suddenly found that Yun Que's eyes changed.
The eyes that were full of water and innocence before became extremely cold now, as if they could freeze a person in place with just one glance.
Grass.
Since he couldn't beat me, he just decided to find someone else to play?
Mu Li was eager to try: "Move aside, Ye Qiao, let me do it."
Ye Qiao: "Go away, we'll talk later."
Mu Li was silenced by her shout.
She's so irritable. Who pissed her off again?
Ye Qiao was indeed very irritable for no reason, and she also felt a little strange. At this moment, she suddenly felt a surge of spiritual energy outside. Her heartbeat subconsciously accelerated. She had experienced the self-destruction of monsters, so she was naturally familiar with what was going on with such a big commotion.
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