"It's enough to watch your husband practice." Wu whispered and smiled.
Ye Qing was speechless.
"Boss, where are you going to practice? Can you take me with you?"
Song Ping was eager to give it a try and followed him.
Since being abandoned by Ye Qing last time, Song Ping has been left with a shadow in his heart.
"I'm going to compete with the Sword Slave Puppet. Are you sure you're really interested?" Ye Qing glanced at him.
This big guy doesn't look very smart.
"Okay, I'm interested. Of course I'm interested. As long as it's a battle, I'm interested!"
Song Ping chuckled and followed immediately.
Soon, a group of three people arrived at the sword tower.
Behind Ye Qing, many Jianmen disciples had complicated looks.
There were several swordsmen among them who were extremely talented and their Taoist hearts were a little shaken.
Ye Qing's strength gave them a deep sense of powerlessness.
"This kid is so terrifying!"
"Sigh, I wonder if Senior Brother Xiao Jian can match him."
"Senior brother Xiao Jian's strength is better than that of junior brother Ye. It shouldn't be a big problem. After all, he has condensed the light wheel of seven swords!"
"Seven Paths, do you know what the concept of the Seven Paths Sword's Light Wheel is? It's not far from the extraordinary sword master!"
"But, in terms of talent, I think Junior Brother Ye is better."
"I can only say that Junior Brother Ye's potential is amazing, but if he were to compete with Senior Brother Xiao now, I guess Senior Brother Xiao would definitely win."
"Junior Brother Ye has just arrived and has become the number one swordsman. When the ceremony for the canonization of the swordsman comes, the two of them may have a confrontation."
Many Jianmen disciples were whispering and discussing various matters.
In fact, Jianmen disciples don’t like gossip very much.
Most of them are sword crazy.
Most of them are nymphomaniacs.
The male disciples of Jianmen are especially aloof. When they meet each other on weekdays, they just nod, say hello and go off to practice separately.
Today is different.
They often show the most excitement when the talented disciples of Jianmen compete with each other.
Jianmen Jianzi will also have discussions with each other.
Sword fighting attracts the most attention in Jianmen.
After all, anyone who can become a swordsman is a genius of the Jianmen.
There are also some female sword cultivators in the Sword Sect.
There are fewer female swordsmen than men.
But, the quality is very high.
The female sword cultivator from the Sword Sect has a first-class appearance and temperament.
A man with a sword is handsome.
Women are more handsome when they use swords!
Many female swordsmen's hearts trembled as they watched Ye Qing's tall back disappear from their sight.
"Junior brother Ye is so handsome, my God!"
"Not only is he handsome, he is also so talented!"
"It would be great if I could compete with Junior Brother Ye in the art of swordsmanship. Unfortunately, Senior Sister Wu got there first."
"Senior Sister Wu is going too far. I suspect that she and Junior Brother Ye are not Taoists at all!"
"But do you have proof?"
"How can there be any evidence for this? Who can say clearly about men and women?"
Many young female sword cultivators gathered together, dancing and dancing.
Ye Qing flew in the air and heard the discussions behind him, but his expression was calm.
I've long been used to it.
Sword Tower.
The eighth floor.
Ye Qing, Song Ping and Wu Qingyu arrived here.
Facing him, he saw a sword slave puppet.
The puppet with the Light Wheel of Six Swords appeared in front of Ye Qing.
Then, escape immediately!
The sword slave puppets were all scared to death by Ye Qing.
The puppet has existed for a long time, and some wisdom has been born.
The Sword Slave Puppet had seen Ye Qing's terror before.
The puppets of Six Path Sword Wheel were not enough for Ye Qing to defeat.
"Little puppet, don't run away!"
Song Ping was very excited. The puppet ran away when he saw them, so he probably wasn't very strong.
Therefore, Song Ping took the initiative and rushed over.
The puppet that blocked the Six Paths Sword Wheel.
The puppet seemed stunned for a moment.
Because he realized that Song Ping was not a swordsman, there was no true meaning of swordsmanship released in him.
"Little puppet, come and play with me!"
Song Ping chuckled, waved his sandbag-sized fist, and struck directly.
In an instant, a sword light struck over.
Song Ping's muscles all over his body quickly became thicker and larger.
A punch blast shook the mountains, and the attack was very violent.
As a hegemonic body, there is no doubt about Song Ping's power.
He is a fighting maniac. Even if he sees a puppet, he would like to go up and spar with him.
In an instant, Song Ping let out a scream, and a sword mark appeared on his huge fist, and he was almost cut in half by the sword.
The puppet of the Six Paths Sword Wheel has terrible lethality.
The sword came out and killed Song Ping, who screamed and retreated quickly.
"Mom!"
Song Ping was shocked.
"You little puppet, if you are so powerful, why did you run away when you saw me?"
Song Ping felt like he was being seduced.
The little puppet actually played tricks on him.
Soon, three sword rays came from the void, with unparalleled power.
The sword light swept across the void, and Song Ping's huge body suddenly retreated.
The overlord body was pushed to the extreme, but it was still unable to withstand the terrifying sword of the Sword Slave Puppet.
"Is it possible that the puppet ran away after seeing my husband? What does it have to do with you?"
Wu Qingyu made a mocking sound.
She has a very bad impression of Song Ping, who is a vulgar martial artist.
"Is that so?"
Song Ping touched his head and hid behind Ye Qing in a blink of an eye.
After the fight just now, Song Ping knew in his heart that he could never be that puppet's opponent.
It can only be left to the boss.
"The Six Path Sword Wheel is too weak."
With a thought in Ye Qing's mind, he slashed out with a sword. The true meaning of the invincible sword was condensed to the extreme, and then exploded, destroying everything.
Although the Sword Slave Puppet in front of him had more sword wheels than Ye Qing, the quality was not as good as Ye Qing's.
The true meaning of swordsmanship condensed by the four perfect sword wheels is terrifying.
Moreover, Ye Qing's true meaning of swordsmanship was special.
The true meaning of invincible swordsmanship!
The sword comes out, sweeping invincibly, moving forward indomitably!
Among all the true meanings of swordsmanship, Ye Qing's meaning of invincibility is the most domineering and fierce.
"Crack!"
The sword slave puppet was shaken and made a clicking sound. An obvious crack appeared on its body, and the sword light it released was crushed.
"Senior Sister Wu, is there anyone stronger on the eighth floor of the sword tower?" Ye Qing asked.
"Yes, husband, have you seen the two secret rooms in front?" Wu Qingyu walked over with a smile in her eyes.
"Yeah." Ye Qing nodded.
"In the secret room on the left, there is a puppet with seven sword wheels."
"In the secret room on the right, there are eight sword wheel puppets."
"They usually don't come out because there are too few young disciples of the Sword Sect who can fight against that level of sword slaves."
"Husband, you should be careful when you go inside."
While Wu Qingyu was speaking, she took out Longyang Bone Strengthening Pill.
Three question marks appeared on Ye Qing's forehead.
He went to fight the Sword Slave Puppet. What was the use of Longyang Bone Strengthening Pill?
"Husband, just take it. It's good to eat it anyway." Wu Qingyu smiled.
Ye Qing had no choice but to take away the elixir and walked to the secret room on the left.
I have to say that the quality of the things Wu Qingyu brought to Ye Qing every time was very good.
Longyang Bone Strengthening Pill is a bit strange in terms of its efficacy, but its quality is very high, and it has seven pill patterns!
Ye Qing doesn't have time to study elixirs now and doesn't have enough energy, but he also knows that the divine elixir with seven elixir patterns is definitely very rare.
"Husband, I'd better go and see it with you."
Wu Qingyu seemed a little worried, followed Ye Qing, and pushed open the secret room door.
Song Ping also followed.
He was very curious about how terrifying a sword cultivator with seven sword wheels was.
