Ye Qiao guaranteed that this sword would make them unforgettable for the rest of their lives.
From then on, all the elders caught by Ye Qiao were thrown into the reincarnation formation to accompany the old monk. They were the elders of various sects, and it was not her turn to clean up the mess.
Ye Qiao punched one elder after another. No one in her position could resist the Spirit Transformation and Void Refining Technique at all. Those who were lucky were thrown into the reincarnation formation, while those who were unlucky were stabbed by Ye Qiao with a sword because she didn't like them.
She even caught the elders at this moment, and with deft movements, she landed behind Elder Qiu, patted him on the shoulder, looked at the old man in front of her, and asked with a smile: "Elder Qiu, is it fun to commit crimes in our sect?"
"How bold!" Elder Qiu's face darkened. As an elder of the Sword-Asking Sect, he naturally knew Ye Qiao.
Ye Qiao ignored him, using the sword as a fulcrum, and pressed down hard with his toes, hitting his abdomen, and smiled, "Hang, take off."
The Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator was thrown away by her easily like a sandbag, and the force of her kick was so strong that it directly kicked a bloody hole in his abdomen and rolled him into the formation.
Xie Chuxue made a gesture and rushed here in a hurry, ready to end the scene, but she never expected to witness the whole process of a group of young people brutally beating the old senior.
He immediately laughed, and all his sighs turned into one: "Young man!"
A group of geniuses.
Various sect costumes were intertwined, and they just stood there. The word "high-spirited" was the most accurate way to describe it.
It was not known whether the other inner and outer disciples were instigated by Ye Qiao and followed suit with their blood boiling.
Because there were too many people, even a group fight would be a 50-50 fight. Not to mention that there were so many Nascent Souls, at first the old seniors had a very good idea and thought it would be easy to control these disciples.
After the fight, their faces changed.
It has changed in every sense.
Ye Qiao likes to tease people before he beats them. After making the person extremely angry, he will not give anyone face and will step on the person's face and stomp him hard into the ground.
Logically speaking, when fighting with someone, you can hit them any way you want, and it doesn't matter if you defeat them in one move, but I just like to crush my opponent's dignity.
Is it fun?
Xie Chuxue touched his chin and found it really funny, especially the expressions of those people, each one more vivid than the other.
We have all lived for hundreds of years, and face is sometimes more important than life.
After looking at it for a while and thinking it over, he spoke.
"Xiao Qiao." The young man put his hands behind his back, acting like a decent person, and said, "What are you still playing with them?"
He hinted wildly.
—Hurry up and do it, you little bastard.
Others were at a low level and couldn't feel the changes when Ye Qiao took action. Xie Chuxue felt strange when she calculated. There was something wrong with the position of the sect leader. What happened?
After seeing Ye Qiao easily defeat a spirit-transforming being, he understood.
So that's what happened.
It was not unjust that Qin Fanfan was usurped.
--Play?
They felt humiliated, she punched them one by one, and you said she was playing?
Xie Chuxue's sudden arrival once again made the atmosphere tense. Some cultivators had already prepared their defense tactics and were ready to escape at any time. Their hearts were constantly fluctuating, and they felt incredible at the same time, "Why are you here?"
Xie Chuxue glanced at the team of nearly 500 people, her eyes flashing with coldness, and she continued to argue with them: "Otherwise, should I be beaten in the demon tribe?"
“…”What else???
"Xie Chuxue! Don't be ungrateful. Your sect is currently leaderless, and we are helping you."
"Yes, your current state is only one step away from overcoming the tribulation. Why don't you try with us to see if you can open the gate to heaven and ascend together?"
They also tried to win over a master.
Xie Chuxue ignored them and stared at Ye Qiao.
"My dear seniors." After Ye Qiao casually stepped an old man into the quagmire of all living things again, he stopped messing around and took out the sect leader's order.
In fact, she didn't need the help of the peak masters, but as long as the token was there, the sect master was there.
Those noble families rely on the fact that there is no leader, so they can blend in. If things go well, they can reap the benefits. If things fail, they will turn around and tear up the teleportation talisman and run away, and no one can stop them.
It's a good plan.
Ye Qiao threw out the token, glanced at everyone's expressions, raised his voice and said coldly: "Do you recognize this token?"
With the sect leader's order in hand, he suddenly raised it, and in an instant, countless people were frozen in place.
"I know him." All the peak masters were shocked and responded.
Knowing is knowing.
She first took out a Golden Lotus of Merit, and then a Shovel of Light.
Now he has obtained another sect leader order.
Everyone had one thought.
——It must be fake again.
And what realm is she in? What realm is the Seventh Elder in? Even if the token in her hand is real, she shouldn't be able to control it.
The token chooses the owner.
The one who is the highest is chosen.
The moment she took it out, everyone's expression was wonderful, some were shocked, some were excited, and some were suspicious.
Xie Chuxue looked at them with a smile on his face for a long time, thinking to himself that no wonder the heaven had asked him to roll over here, as he couldn't enjoy so many people's wonderful expressions in the demon clan.
"You are so good, Ye Qiao, you just took a fake one and you want to fool us?" The old man in plain clothes said in a cold voice. The reason they dared to come was because the sect leader was not here, and those with high realms were not here. Wouldn't the group of people with low realms be killed indiscriminately?
She holds a token? She holds a hammer. What realm is she in? What realm is the master in?
The cloth-clothed old man laughed softly, "Do you believe that what she has is real, or do you believe that I am overcoming the tribulation?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, someone immediately responded, "So it's Venerable Dujie. I'm so sorry for the disrespect."
The coordination is excellent.
Ye Qiao had a strange expression on her face for a few seconds. Seeing that they were all motionless, she did not hesitate and poured her spiritual energy into the activation token. She could feel that countless people were tied to her fingertips and could be controlled by her.
It's an amazing feeling to have everyone at your fingertips.
In an instant, the expressions of the masters of the twelve peaks also changed.
No way?
Are you serious?
Xie Chuxue could also feel his original power being torn apart. He sighed slightly in his heart, but he was prepared.
The young man was the first to kneel on one knee, his snow-white robe dragging on the ground as he bowed his head respectfully and raised his voice, "The eighteenth generation leader of the Yuming Peak of the sect, I pay my respects to the sect master."
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