Ye Qinghan remained silent, just staring at Ye Qiao, trying to see something from her. He was so focused on the Quasi-Transformation Sword Technique that he didn't notice that Ye Qiao had changed her magic sword.
The Feixian Sword was like light, and Ye Qiao was standing to one side with two swords in his hands. A bright light fell in front of Ye Qiao, and the spirit of the Feixian Sword opened its eyes, and its light golden pupils were unusually gentle.
"That's..." Zhu You was slightly startled, "Flying Immortal Sword?"
She remembered entering the sword cave to choose a sword. This sword had been chasing her senior brother for a long time. In the end, Ye Qinghan was firm enough to choose Duan Shui, the number one water-type sword. It was much more stable than the Feixian Sword, which had uncertain strength.
Ye Qinghan tried to suppress the confusion in his heart, but finally he could no longer suppress it and asked loudly in front of everyone: "How did this sword come into your hands?" She was not present in the competition, and the sword cave was only open to disciples, so how did she get the magic sword?
Ye Qiao turned his head and looked down at him, condescending: "This shows that I have a destiny with Feixian Sword."
Don't ask, the answer is that she has a destiny with the spirit sword.
"What about the other sword?" Ye Qinghan pointed at Bu Jianjun. How could one person have two swords?
"Of course they are mine too. They are all my most important wives. Say so if you are envious. But I advise you not to sow discord between Ye Qinghan." Ye Qiao warned him coldly.
Ye Qinghan: “…”
Ye Qinghan felt that he and Ye Qiao were probably destined to be incompatible.
All the Yin corpses in the spirit banner were swallowed up. The Seventh Elder's face turned pale and a fishy sweetness surged in his throat. Those cultivators used his blood as a guide to refine them and then put them into the spirit banner. It can be said that they were connected to himself.
Most of it was devoured unexpectedly, and the Seventh Elder could hardly bear the backlash. A sinister look flashed in his eyes.
He didn't notice the silent movement of An Shu, which shouldn't have happened. Ye Qiao's sea of consciousness wasn't much higher than his...
Ye Qiao raised the corner of her lip towards him.
She had even been able to deceive the Sword-Asking Sect's leader who was at the Tribulation Crossing Stage, let alone a person at the peak of the Fusion Stage.
Holding the dark book scroll and gently putting it down, Elder Zhao took a deep breath and slapped away a gust of wind with his backhand.
The Seventh Elder was hit because of the backlash and his reaction was too slow. Half of his golden body was broken. His expression became even gloomier: "You are looking for death!"
He could no longer bear it any longer, and with one hand he grabbed the terrifying spiritual energy and gathered it in his palm.
However, in just a few seconds, five sword cultivators surrounded him at the same time. The peak masters were overjoyed. They didn't expect that there would be a sudden turn of events. They quickly flew over to help, "We'll help you, Xiaoqiao."
"Xiao Qiao. Well done." Elder Zhao, who had escaped death, was so relieved to be alive that his emotions fluctuated greatly for a moment. He quickly gave her a thumbs up and announced that this disciple would be the glory of their Changming Sect in the future!
In just a dozen seconds, the Seventh Elder was surrounded, but he remained calm. Not to mention these people, he was not afraid even of Xie Chuxue who was at the same level as him.
The old man stood with his hands behind his back and chuckled, "It's just an ant trying to shake a tree."
"Forget it. Let's get rid of you first." The Seventh Elder muttered to himself: "Those ants below are not a big deal."
A group of inner and outer sects can be wiped out with just a dozen palms. If one wants to wipe out the people in Changming Sect, one must first deal with those with higher realms, the first of which is Ye Qinghan's group of sword cultivators.
Qin Huai had a blank expression on his face. The spirit of the Qingfeng Sword stood quietly beside him, ready to fight at any time.
Elder Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly. Logically, the other disciples were five or six years older than Ye Qiao, and naturally had experienced more trials and tribulations than her. Therefore, it was understandable that the other four were not afraid. However, every time Ye Qiao faced the Seventh Elder, she would smile and take most of the day to break the barrier. It was hard to understand her courage.
"Aren't you afraid?" Qin Huai winked at her.
Ye Qiao blinked back at him: "I have seen people who are more awesome than him."
At that time, when Sect Master Man was sitting high on the stage, she pointed her sword at Sect Master Wenjian who was in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, challenged the Demon King alone, and dealt with the Demon Lord without any weakness in her legs. How could she be afraid now?
Qin Huai didn't quite believe it. As a little girl, the coolest guy she had ever seen was probably the village chief. He cleverly changed the subject, "Then why did you step on the vines?"
They all ascended to heaven on swords.
"You are a wood spirit."
The wood spirit root is very interesting. It can control the surrounding plants and animals and use them as a means of attack. It has a strong plasticity.
Ye Qiao gently stepped on the vines under her feet, and hurried to release all living things. The girl closed her palms and pulled lightly, and a light green light flashed under her feet. In an instant, the long-silent area seemed to sense the call, and countless swaying plants responded in response.
Ye Qiao waved his hand again, and the bright green color came to life, and a playful flower swayed. Such changes on the ground naturally surprised the disciples below.
Miaomiao held her hands together on the left side of her body with a full heart of girlishness, her eyes sparkling: "Wow."
She subconsciously stepped on it and crushed the flower to death.
——So cute!!
Xue Yu supported the injured disciple and looked at the changes on the ground. The corners of his mouth twitched, "Junior Sister..."
This is the first time I have seen such a concrete field that is similar to my own.
Mu Chongxi stared in amazement at Ye Qiao, who had a dark book in her hand and a light green area in one hand, as if he had just met her for the first time.
One flower is a world, one leaf is a bodhi, and the area is a world in itself.
But in fact, in the entire world of cultivation, there are no more than ten cultivators who can comprehend their own fields in the Nascent Soul stage, and Ye Qinghan and Xue Yu are among them.
There is no one else.
"...Xie Chuxue is really a hidden talent. We in Changming Sect haven't accepted any disciples for four years, but the first time we accepted one he did something so big." The fifth elder was completely impressed. It must be Xie Chuxue's foresight that he was able to accept such a little monster.
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