Everyone looked up to look for the sound. Ye Qiao was riding on the flaming red bird, holding a spiritual bow. The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and he winked at them. Song Han was sitting next to him and said: "Hey, yours. I’m here to save you first.”
"It's not Miaomiao."
"It's Ye Qiao!"
The last sentence completely broke the last silence in the air, and all the monks outside the venue screamed excitedly.
"Ah ah ah, looking northwest to shoot Sirius, Ye Qiao is so awesome."
"She's not dead? Damn it."
"Not only did he not die, he also brought the wives of the sword cultivators and all the alchemy cultivators. Ye Qiao is really amazing!!"
"I'm so handsome, your number one is here to save you!"
The elders also stood up immediately. I don't know if they were incited by the emotions outside the court or something else, but they were also inexplicably excited: "There is also that child Song Hansheng."
The two of them sat together. Song Hansheng quickly threw down the talisman with quick eyes and hands. The fire-controlling talisman burned the body tied up by the vines. Ye Qiao followed up with two more arrows, tripping up the demon saint who was chasing the murderer. Stop.
Her face turned cold when she saw these two people, "Are you alive?" It stands to reason that on such a high cliff, if you can't adjust your posture to wield a sword, the chance of survival is very small.
"Look! It's Ye Qiao!!" Miaomiao was almost caught again because of her slow running. She noticed the spirit arrows and the rapid contraction of the vines. The girl's pupils trembled slightly and she raised her head to catch the opponent's figure.
When Chu Xingzhi heard the voice just now, he was about to turn around and scold who idiot for being so arrogant. The next second, he saw his Xuan Sword being ruthlessly thrown down from mid-air.
The young man subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold it, and moved his wrist slightly to ask about the swordsmanship of the Sword Sect. The long sword was unsheathed, and the ground was covered with frost and cold.
With one slash of his sword, he pushed back the demons trying to get closer.
What sword cultivators need more when fighting is a sword. Without a sword, it is inconvenient to do anything. What Ye Qiao dropped is not a sword, it is simply a savior.
"Fuck. Is it you? Ye Qiao!" Chu Xingzhi held the sword, looked up and saw an old acquaintance, and was shocked: "Here you really didn't run away?"
The direct descendant of Yue Qingzong had brainwashed them like crazy before, mocking Ye Qiao for leaving, but he basically believed it and co-operated with her to stay.
Then everyone suddenly had the same doubt in their hearts, what was she doing before?
The travel-stained person came here with Song Hansheng.
Mingxuan wiped the blood stains on his ears due to excessive consumption of formation, and his heart was broken. "Why are you back?" Fortunately, he was lucky that one of his sect ran away before.
"Of course I'm coming back to save you."
Qin Huai almost went dark when he saw Ye Qiao.
She really didn't run away?
But what's the use of Ye Qiao coming back to build a foundation?
Qin Huai barely resisted the attack by using the branch in his hand as a sword. Even so, the injuries on his body were not light. The man's breathing was rapid and his voice was hoarse: "You and Song Hansheng came back to die together?"
"It's bad luck or not." Ye Qiao sat on the big bird without raising his head and passed by him quickly, "Open the door, open the door! Chang Mingzong sent his wife away."
Ye Qiao threw away Zhou Xingyun's Duan Chen, Mu Chongxi's Day and Night, and the wives of the sword cultivators, and shouted to the sword cultivators below: "I brought your wives to you."
"???" What wife?
Mu Chongxi was stunned for a moment, and then he saw Ye Qiao holding a lot of swords, and he recognized him at a glance.
Zhou Xingyun’s Duan Chen was also among them.
Ye Qiao threw them down one by one. The swords and their masters were bound by each other. After the swords were thrown down, they quickly returned to the hands of their respective sword masters. The situation also changed at this moment. The already sluggish sword cultivators held their hands. After holding the sword, he was instantly resurrected with full health. His strikes were cold and his sword moves were very fierce.
Even the demon saint was forced to lose her composure slightly. She gritted her teeth and said, "Ye Qiao."
"I really underestimate you."
You can still come out alive after falling off a cliff.
Ye Qiao smiled slightly: "You just underestimated me."
"Deal with them both first!!" The demon saint's face darkened, and with an order, her partner behind her also moved, and the demon boy moved slightly and appeared behind them.
The sword slashed down hard, and the defensive talisman Ye Qiao had drawn on the cliff shattered.
He raised his hand to strike a second time, but the next second, Song Hansheng's talisman struck his face at the same time.
The young man's eyebrows were cold and he silently uttered the word "break"
The seemingly ordinary talisman burned instantly as the sound fell, and cracks spread throughout his body. The demon boy felt that his palms were hot, and he screamed in the next second.
The demon's eyes were sinister, and in anger, he aimed a palm at Song Han and said, "Go to hell!"
The Nascent Soul stage's blow, wrapped in thick demonic energy, was about to land on his chest. Song Hansheng's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he was ready to be hit hard.
However, at this moment, the motionless talisman in his arms became slightly hot, and the defensive talisman quietly lit up, forming a talisman that was instantly reduced to ashes.
Song Han's voice was slightly hoarse. Logically speaking, even the defensive talisman would not have time to build up protection for a close attack.
But after Ye Qiao combined the two, the defense thickness and speed were greatly improved, and the close range attack time was just enough.
…
No one stopped him, Ye Qiao took advantage of the situation and took him flying around in the sky on the bird, which gave Song Hansheng a good opportunity to perform.
He had been targeted crazily before, either being beaten at close range or attacked by surprise. Today, Song Hansheng finally found the feeling he had before meeting Ye Qiao.
Fans of the Yue Qing Sect outside the venue recalled: "I remember that back then, before Song Hansheng met Ye Qiao, we were standing at the top, looking down at the chief disciples of other sects all day long."
Facts have proved that Song Hansheng's talismans are more serious than Ye Qiao's, and they are all lethal. The demons are stuck with the talismans one after another, and their state becomes more and more manic. The more anxious they are, the more flaws they reveal.
Mu Chongxi and Chu Xingzhi looked at each other and immediately waved to his wound, mercilessly.
After Ye Qiao saw the power of his talisman, he also sighed and said sincerely: "Thank you for not killing me back then."
"..."
When Song Hansheng threw down the talisman, he had to pay attention to the movements of the Nascent Souls to avoid being knocked down by a sneak attack.
Mingxuan, who was setting up the formation below, cursed when he saw this: "Song Hansheng, what the hell, your talisman blew up on me."
Song Han said: "..."
Si Miaoyan bit her lip as she watched these sword cultivators perform their tricks. For the first time, she felt that their alchemy cultivators were so useless.
She and Xue Yu stood together and sighed: "What can we do?"
Apart from being protected, I couldn't even help.
"Just watch." Liu Yun answered: "Without the mustard bag, we would be a bunch of waste now."
It is important for people to know themselves.
"Don't say that." Xue Yu raised his head and dodged to avoid the vines coming towards the door, and smiled slightly: "Although we look useless, in fact, we are really useless."
Miaomiao's eyes twitched: "...Where is Ye Qiao? Since our eldest father can give swords to sword cultivators, maybe she also has the mustard seed bag of our alchemy cultivators."
The words just fell.
"Third Senior Brother." After Ye Qiao threw all the swords of the sword cultivators to them, he immediately rummaged through the field to find Xue Yu's mustard bag, "Take it."
Just kidding, of course I would give the mustard bag to my senior brother first at this time.
Liu Yun: "???"
Miaomiao's eyes widened: "Isn't it? It really is."
When Si Miaoyan saw Xue Yu's mustard bag, she was stunned: "What on earth did she do?" She was also in the secret realm, so why was her progress different from theirs every time?
——Holy shit.
The audience outside the venue was also excited and crazy: "Fuck, fuck, God has come down to earth, my Langlang!!"
"What if this isn't a god coming down to earth to save the world? That's awesome, my god."
The mustard bag contained a bunch of things belonging to the descendants. Ye Qiao had not given Duan Hengdao before because he thought it would not be too bad to still have the mustard bag in hand in case the rescue failed.
"As expected of you." Xue Yu's eyes lit up, he took out his mustard seed bag, and quickly took out all the elixirs with the Bishui Sect members, and threw them to the sword cultivators and talisman cultivators.
Ye Qiao flew into the sky on a bird while frantically throwing mustard seed bags.
The talismans of the Yue Qing Sect, the elixirs of the Bishui Sect, and the magical weapons of the Cheng Feng Sect were all in her hands.
All the biographies I saw were stunned.
Chu Xingzhi: "The elixirs of the Bishui Sect, the formation talismans of the Yue Qing Sect, the magic weapons of the Chengfeng Sect, the sword tactics of the Wenjian Sect, damn, damn, Ye Qiao, you really deserve to die."
Ye Qiao's eyebrows were raised high: "It's a street inside and outside the world of cultivation, and you don't want to know who the father is."
"I have no spine. I call you dad first out of respect." Duan Hengdao wailed: "Dad! Quickly, quickly, give us the mustard bag to become Fengzong." He was extremely anxious.
"Give us the Yue Qing Sect first." Su Zhuo also started shouting.
"Who do you think you are?" Liu Yun rudely shouted, "Who is Ye Qiao's partner in the third game? It's us Dan Xiu! We are her teammates."
The mustard bag Ye Qiao had all been thrown into Xiao Qi's territory. She was very busy. After dividing this and that, after hearing Duan Hengdao's words, Ye Qiao was of course not afraid of offending anyone and rushed over without politeness: "Come on, come on." Sons, your father is here."
"..." Qin Huai gave Duan Hengdao a slap on the back of his head without any courtesy: "Come on."
Ye Qiao had no ink marks, and the mustard seed bags were thrown to each sect respectively, and the last one was given to the Yue Qing sect. After Su Zhuo got the mustard seed bag, he raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Qiao, pursed his lips, and said nothing.
"Now, the time has come to test our cooperation."
Each cultivator drew a large number of fire-controlling talismans to prepare for emergencies. Mingxuan lit the talisman on his fingertips and looked at the flying vines. When he saw several talisman cultivators trying to throw them out, he hurriedly stopped them: "etc!"
"Don't control it, just let it jump."
Judging from Ming Xuan's experience when he and Ye Qiao burned down the library, the spiritual fire was even more powerful when it spread randomly.
After all, the speed of spiritual fire is crazy if it is not controlled.
After listening to Mingxuan's words, several talisman cultivators hesitated for a moment, then moved their fingertips, causing the fire-control talisman to bounce up automatically, and the entire vine-wrapped interior instantly became chaotic.
When a few people looked up, they could see various spiritual fires floating around above their heads, burning through the net woven by vines around them with the force of a prairie fire.
The demon saint's face turned livid: "Ye Qiao!!"
She was already mad. The most annoying thing about the wood spiritual roots was these fires. The net we had originally woven was supposed to catch all these people in one go, but Ye Qiao came out halfway.
The reason why personal successors are called personal successors is because of their strength and talent. The most important point is that these people are all resource dogs.
The mustard seed bag in Ye Qiao's hand relieved everyone's urgent need. The disciples who were running around inside at first had the courage to turn around and fight back at this moment.
He was dazzled by the various patterns of magic weapons, and he kept taking drugs to stay alive, and all kinds of talismans were flying and exploding.
Who the hell can withstand this?
Even in a war of attrition, the two Nascent Soul Stages are a bit too much.
These descendants can still take drugs after exhausting their spiritual energy, and they have no pills. The pressure of the demon saint girl Nascent Soul dissipated and turned into an afterimage. She suddenly gathered her palm and slapped Ye Qiao on the back.
With Ye Qiao's foundation-building cultivation, there is no way to avoid it.
And she didn't hold back at all with this palm. Nascent Soul Qi struck with all her strength, and Fu Lu couldn't stop it.
At the moment of lightning, the map of mountains and rivers in Xue Yu's hand unfolded, and the totem illusion was intertwined with the formation. The demon saint was caught off guard by the transformation of the illusion. She made a move, and only stayed for two seconds. Ye Qiao quickly Seize the opportunity to get out of the way.
The blow missed, and the girl gritted her teeth viciously.
From the crushing game at the beginning, to now being forced to retreat.
The demon boy also looked gloomy: "We should find that Ye Qiao first from the beginning."
As a result, she was ignored.
But who would actually take a foundation building seriously?
"The secret realm will be over in two days." The demon boy pursed his lips and clenched the sword in his hand. "Those elders should soon find a way to open the secret realm and enter."
At this time, should we withdraw or not?
"Withdraw." The demon saint gritted her teeth. If she didn't withdraw, what else could she do?
No one can be killed, and each one is more difficult to deal with than the last.
Seeing that they wanted to leave, Ye Qinghan and Zhou Xingyun took their swords and went up to keep them. Duan Chen took out the sheath and drew the sword to cut off the water. Countless sword shadows were intertwined and confused. If the sword shadow touched them, there would be a bloody wound.
The demon saint also had defensive magic weapons in her hands, and she smashed several of them in succession. With a sinister look in her eyes, she stretched out her hand to pat Yun Que.
With sudden force, he locked the girl's slender neck.
She had tried to capture her relatives before, but these people cooperated so well that Yun Que slipped through the net.
After successfully holding Yun Que hostage, the demon saint said to her partner next to her without looking back, "Let's go." If I had known better, I wouldn't have dealt with Ye Qiao.
Ye Qiao frowned. Didn't she remember that Yun Que had a lot of trump cards? Her treasure-hunting beast has probably found a lot of good things for the heroine. Is she so easy to be kidnapped?
Yun Que's eyes flashed slightly, and she realized that this demon did not intend to kill her. She moved her fingertips. In fact, the fact that she took away the Origin Pearl should have been seen by the outside world.
If she really stayed here, the Origin Pearl would definitely not fall into her hands, but would be handed over to the sect.
Inevitably, he was criticized verbally and written by those outside monks and elders.
It would be better to be held hostage by the demons...
Chu Xingzhi's sword light followed closely. Seeing Yun Que being held hostage, he stopped the tip of his sword abruptly and was forced to stop: "Damn." Yun Que is sick.
Caught at the critical moment.
Seeing that the two men were about to leave the secret realm with Yun Que hostage, Mingxuan, who had been silent until now, moved his fingertips slightly. Seeing the right moment, the four talismans flew, the four-square formation was activated, and the golden formation rose up on the spot.
The moment the surroundings were locked, the golden rope of Duan Hengdao flew up automatically. Chu Xingzhi immediately struck her in front without hesitation. Yun Que screamed and was pushed out by the demon saint to block the knife.
At the critical moment, Ye Qinghan, who reacted quickly, picked her up.
No near misses.
Yun Que's face turned pale, "Senior Brother Ye, thank you."
The two demons on the other side were attacked from three sides by Sword Cultivator and Talisman Cultivator, and there was no way they could escape.
The Immortal Binding Rope flew out of Duan Hengdao's hand, and he tied the person tightly with three strokes. Seeing that the two of them were still trying to struggle, Xue Yu quickly handed over the Spirit-Sealing Pill and stuffed it into their mouths with quick eyes and hands.
"The time limit is two hours. To be on the safe side, feed it once an hour."
Everyone's hands were covered in cold sweat when they started, fearing that something would go wrong again along the way. Duan Hengdao licked the dry corners of his lips and said, "It's over."
The dust has settled and it is finally over.
"Fuck, you scared me to death." Not to mention the direct message, the monks on the sidelines collapsed to the ground after seeing this.
"From being beaten to fighting back, it only takes one Ye Qiao."
Ye Qiao can be said to have become famous in one battle this time.
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