Some of the others couldn't stand Qin Fanfan's smug look, so they turned their heads away tacitly and looked at the floating water mirror.
Infinitely mysterious, surrounded by brilliant light, with an innate spiritual weapon at his side. Even though the opponent was three realms higher, any discerning person could see that Ye Qiao could not be easily defeated.
The leader of Chengfeng Sect simply sat on the ground. After fighting for nearly a year, he was very happy to see his opponent being struck by the thunder and hit by Ye Qiao's spiritual weapon. He opened his mouth and said, "Ye Qiao's Jinghong Sword is a good thing. It can survive the thunder. Other spiritual swords will definitely not be able to withstand it."
Even the Feixian Sword could not withstand this cross-border thunder, but the Jinghong Sword was not affected at all.
Ye Qiao's spiritual swords all have their own uses.
"The Sword-Wen Sect really suffered a huge loss back then..." He couldn't help but sigh. Someone actually picked up four of them for nothing. Qin Huai from their sect was also qualified to join, but the rules at that time clearly stated that those with swords could not choose again, and one sword could not have two masters. And Ye Qiao happened to take advantage of the opportunity, holding a stick and saying righteously that it was not a sword.
This caused everyone to be careless.
Qin Fanfan didn't have the leisure to comment on this battle. After his ecstasy, he quickly calmed down and stared at the scene in the water mirror, ready to pull Ye Qiao back if something went wrong.
In his opinion, the Demon Lord would die sooner or later. Even if Ye Qiao did not give him a push, and he and the Seventh Elder created countless karma, the Heavenly Dao would find ways to kill him.
Ye Qiao got involved, and Qin Fanfan, as their master, was naturally very anxious.
In the water mirror, the aura around the Demon Lord was running wild, and his condensed Dharma body was shattered by the thunder tribulation. However, at this moment he didn't even care about resisting the thunder tribulation, and it seemed that he was determined to fight to the death with Ye Qiao. After the two of them fought, the surrounding area turned into ashes and returned to chaos.
If you ask who the Demon Lord hates the most, it would undoubtedly be Ye Qiao.
No one can offend him and get away with it!
No one!
Under the heavenly tribulation, the spiritual weapon was also reduced to ashes, but Ye Qiao could resist thunder. She brought countless spiritual weapons from the Seventh Elder. She could take out the objects and smash people crazily, but the Demon Lord could not. Not to mention that he was not good at using external objects, even if he was good, the innate spiritual weapon would be reduced to ashes under the thunder tribulation.
Just when the two were in a stalemate, Qin Fanfan could no longer sit still. He could have just stood by and watched, provided that one of the conflicts did not involve his apprentice.
The Demon Lord was like a madman. He didn't think about how to survive the next few hundred thunders, but instead kept chasing his disciple. How could the master tolerate this?
With a cold expression, he drew out the Pingbo sword, observed the scene in the water mirror, and threw the sword in coldly before anyone could react.
The sword was like the wind, and its spirit was like a rainbow. The sound of the sword disappeared in the thunder tribulation. It was too late for the others to stop it. The sword flew down, and the two separated immediately. The sword chased the Demon Lord down. He was completely defenseless, and the domineering sword blade hit his chest and almost penetrated him.
"Qin Fanfan!"
A roar of anger rang out.
The Pingbo Sword passed through the thunder tribulation, but the sword energy was so strong that it was not shattered by the thunder for a while, which just interrupted his movement and missed the target. The Demon Lord almost couldn't stand such humiliation, and suddenly looked in the direction where the sword came from, with a ferocious look on his face. He covered his injured chest and wished he could eat the other party.
With his level, Qin Fanfan's sword could not kill him with one strike, but serious injuries were inevitable.
Because of Qin Fanfan's intervention, a thunderbolt from the sky hit him. The leader of Chengfeng Sect immediately took out a magic weapon to block the thunderbolt.
Even spiritual weapons have no face, and the best magic weapons can only weaken their power a little bit under the thunder from the sky.
After being hit on the body, Qin Fanfan bent over due to the sudden pain and her face changed slightly.
Yun Hen said coldly, "You shouldn't interfere. They are at different levels of realm fighting, we can only watch." Although they didn't want to admit it, this was indeed not something they could intervene in. Ye Qiao was dodging under the thunder, seemingly easy, but in fact the thunder tribulation she suffered was not much lighter than that of the Demon Lord.
"Why?" Qin Fanfan jumped up and pointed at the thunder, angrily: "I don't accept it."
What's wrong with him helping his disciple? He only has this one motivated, lively, cheerful and reliable disciple!
Seeing that the sky thunder was gathering again and was about to strike him again at any time, Qin Fanfan immediately changed his tone: "Isn't it enough that I surrender?"
Yun Hen snorted coldly. He only accepted it verbally, but he was still very unconvinced in his heart.
Since Qin Fanfan drew his sword, he knew the consequences.
How can we allow outsiders to act so recklessly under the thunder of heaven?
But he couldn't bear to watch his apprentice being beaten! That was the last light of their Changming Sect!
The Demon Lord was now attacking Ye Qiao like a madman. He would not break the spiritual weapon unless he could, and let the spiritual weapon fall on him madly. He was so crazy that he wanted to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of his own, and he was determined to drag Ye Qiao to death with him.
The two of them did not use any external objects. Thousands of thunder strikes densely filled the sky. Purple black thunder flashed one after another and bombarded the two of them. They were hit so hard that their bones were almost broken. Their hands were shaking due to the severe pain, and their spiritual energy and demonic energy were madly dissipating.
The Demon Lord refused to accept the defeat, so Ye Qiao naturally would not accept it either, and the two of them fought again.
The power of the tribulation was so great that it swept across the body, falling on her body almost at the same frequency as the thunder from the sky. Ye Qiao was also anxious because of the blow. The thunder tribulation was really painful. Every time it came, her spiritual energy was almost dissipated. She threw the Jinghong Sword on her wrist upwards, held the sword again, the golden lotus circulated, the domain appeared, and countless vitality fell on her body.
The golden lotus blossomed in the sky, emitting thousands of floating lights. A large amount of vitality in the area was mobilized and rushed towards the Demon Lord frantically.
The Demon Lord secretly thought that something was not good, and he stepped on the ground, hanging in the sky, trying to escape the constraints of the domain.
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