Zhu You squinted his eyes and observed the entrenched dragon, "If we attack again, it probably won't be able to withstand it."
KFC was a little restless in the field. He was almost frightened to death when he saw Ye Qiao stabbing him with a sword. He hurriedly ran out to stop him, "Wait! That's not a dragon, that's a real dragon."
The flaming red bird raised its tail slightly, and ignited bright flames as it circulated. Before, it could barely be called a chicken, but now, with its appearance, only the phoenix could get close to it.
Phoenix, the king of birds.
KFC flew into the air and reminded urgently, "And now its target is not you, its target is the two fools Mu Chongxi and Chu Xingzhi."
"During the fight just now, it chose its successor."
KFC was a little unhappy. At first, it wanted Ye Qiao to get the inheritance, but in the end it ignored the lack of vision and the Dragon Clan preferred straight-forward inheritors.
"Is this a phoenix?" The founder of Changming Sect was a little surprised. Although he has not yet awakened, it is already rare in the current world of cultivation.
After learning that it was a real dragon, everyone's expressions became even more ugly. No wonder it was so difficult to deal with.
The selected inheritors were two people who asked the truth. After choosing the candidates, the dragon no longer chased everyone with hammers, but concentrated on dealing with these two sword cultivators.
Mu Chongxi cheered up, and the morning and evening sword spirit appeared. The light suddenly wrapped around the young man's body and merged with the sword energy. Just after being healed by Ye Qiao's sword energy, the two people, resurrected with full health, approached the black dragon at the same time. .
The breath rising and falling all around, and the unceremonious slapping sound of the tail made one's teeth ache just listening to it.
Sometimes Wen Xindao's indomitable spirit is really admirable.
I don’t know how long time passed. In the process of being knocked away and burned over and over again, Chu Xingzhi tried his best to stab Cunxue into the weak point of the dragon. At the same time, the light of the morning and evening sword became more and more dazzling, and he slashed with one sword. Black dragon's head.
After landing steadily, the shadows dissipated, and two rays of light surrounded both of them at the same time.
Inheritance generally depends on each other's Tao. If they practice the same Tao, it is easy to obtain inheritance together, but this feeling is disgusting, as if two people are feeding each other together.
Mu Chongxi and Chu Xingzhi looked at each other and vomited.
Vomited until the sky was dark.
Mu Chongxi: "How disgusting, why with him?"
Chu Xingzhi shouted louder than him: "Ah ah ah. Who wants to accept the inheritance with you?"
Qin Huai glanced at the two of them lightly and sneered: "You really know how to get cheap and behave well. If you don't want it, you can give it to us." After working hard for a long time, the inheritance chose these two people, and he was unhappy in his heart.
Chu Xingzhi: "That's not possible." His tone was cold, "I can't give you any advantage."
It's okay to be tired of looking at each other.
The two of them were covered in blood. After receiving the inheritance, they both lay on the ground. After the dragon's shadow dissipated, probably to comfort them, or as a reward, there were many good things left behind where the dragon was entrenched.
Dragons like treasures very much, especially collecting shiny magic weapons.
There are all kinds of magic weapons falling in front of you, including some magic weapons that you have only seen in books.
"The Soul Gathering Lamp, I heard you can put it inside as long as you have a breath."
Ye Qiao took it away conveniently, "There is also this elixir that can improve a person's physique. For example, a person who is not good at close combat will be strengthened after eating it without any side effects. But this change is better than nothing."
After all, it's not a magical elixir, but if there are enough of them, Fu Xiu won't be able to fight back after being eaten by him.
You can get some for Ming Xuan, so that you don't have to complain to them in disgrace every time you fight with Chu Xingzhi.
"Can we take it?" Ye Qinghan frowned subconsciously, "If we take them all away, what will happen to the future generations?"
"Take it, why don't you take it? As you said, if we don't take it, other descendants will come to take it. We can't take it easy on them." Ye Qiao swept away the treasures of the inheritance land without any courtesy.
It will definitely be a severe blow to his juniors.
The Patriarch of the Changming Sect smiled widely and nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes, I will definitely attack the younger generation with a heavy blow, but there are actually people who are not rigid in their own inheritance. It's rare. It's rare."
Ye Qinghan and the others were quite reserved at first, but later they realized that being reserved was of no use. The Changming Sect trio were so good at pushing the envelope, and if they were a little slower, they wouldn't be able to grab it at all.
Bandits... The ancestors who inspected them couldn't help but sigh.
"The Dragon Clan's has been taken away, and there are still a few left." No matter what, they hope that these children can get the inheritance here, after all, they have to know.
"Their inheritance is different from ours." The ancestor of the Chengfeng Sect had an unclear meaning. Their inheritance only had swordsmanship, but if it were other inheritances, it would include more than just swordsmanship.
"We've already got the ones from the Dragon Clan. I don't know if this kid who cultivates the ruthless way can get the rest."
Regardless of talent or character, this Ye Qinghan is excellent.
Just a little too indifferent.
His personality and outlook are too straight.
"Isn't Ye Qiao pretty?"
The ancestor of the Chengfeng Sect weighed the cultivation levels of both parties and spread his hands: "She is in the late stage of the Golden Core."
He could tell that in the battle just now, Ye Qiao was not weak in strength and was evenly matched. However, in the late stage of Jindan, she could not even touch the edge of the field. How could the other party trust her?
…
After the battle with the black dragon, except for the two who had accepted the inheritance and were paralyzed, the others were a little excited after being treated by Ye Qiao's sword, Qin Huai still refused to give up, "Let's go on looking for it. While it's still dark, There’s enough time.”
It can be seen that he is a liver emperor.
They all had no objections. Even if no senior chose them, it would be good to encounter the inheritance and get it, but they all underestimated this weird creature that haunted the ancient forest.
As they continued to hike deeper inside, there were almost no roads to walk in the lush jungle. They were barely able to walk through it, and a black shadow suddenly passed by, making a rustling sound. They drew their swords on alert.
Soon the road in front of him was blocked by a man who looked like he had an eye problem.
"Another direct descendant of the Five Sects, here to inherit the inheritance?" The voice was mixed with a weird smile.
This kind of place is similar to a different space, similar to a secret realm. It was opened up by the ancestors alone. Basically no one else can come in except the person. It has been lonely for too long. After seeing the appearance of living people, it seems that I have found something beloved. Toy.
The ancestor of Changming Sect became more energetic: "It turns out to be this guy."
The Patriarch of the Yue Qing Sect said in a gloomy voice, unable to distinguish between joy and anger, "This is an existence that even I found difficult at the beginning."
"He can foresee images of the future. It can last as long as tens of seconds."
Not to mention a group of people in the Nascent Soul stage and even the God Transformation stage can't stand up to this guy who is born with the attribute of predicting.
If these progenitors meet, everyone will be completely beaten.
What happened next was exactly what they expected——
Except for Zhu You and Ye Qiao who were not beaten, all the disciples were almost humiliated by this man one by one. He also focused on picking out the lifeblood. It was obvious that he had no intention of holding back.
"I discovered a pattern." Zhu You's mouth twitched: "This senior will kill anyone he hears a man's voice."
"In other words, he will kill whoever is a man."
What is this called?
A man-killing contest?
The other party didn't fight the female cultivators at all, and kept watching the male cultivators to kill them. It was as if these monks were digging up his family's ancestral graves.
The male monks headed by Ye Qinghan were all furious. This man didn't know what he was thinking. He killed them whenever he wanted, and even picked off their clothes.
Within a moment, the clothes were almost torn and only strips of cloth were left.
Any of their attacks were dodged by the opponent in advance and could not really harm this senior.
Although Zhou Xingyun didn't have such a strong sense of shame as Ye Qinghan, he didn't like the feeling of having his clothes ripped off. The young man said in a faint tone, "He can predict the future. I want to get rid of him, unless the transformation speed is faster than his prediction speed." .”
The ancestors who were observing them calmly in the dark were amused, "Did they actually get in one by one?"
The alchemy cultivator group adopted a group fight policy, but I didn’t expect that the good guys in the end were the sword cultivator group.
The seniors of the Bishui Sect who came to watch were filled with emotion. The one named Xue Yu was indeed poisonous.
I don’t know who I learned it from.
Sure enough, the training environment here for sword cultivators is better.
…
Seeing the sword cultivators who had all been stripped of their clothes and stopped attacking out of shame, Ye Qiao's mouth twitched and Na Bu Jian Jun tried out a few moves.
As if the other party knew what she was thinking, while hiding away, he ruthlessly snatched things from her body.
For example, break the elixir on her body.
Take away the talisman she drew.
Ye Qiao's expression, which was still smiling at first, gradually became expressionless.
"Hahaha." Seeing her change of expression, he smiled happily, "I know, I can see what you will do next second, so no one here can defeat me."
The man stretched out his hand and clenched it into a fist, then punched his abdomen hard, "Is this the ability of this generation's successor?"
There was a strange smile on his lips, full of ridicule and ridicule.
Perhaps because he saw that Ye Qiao was a little girl, he didn't pick out her clothes, but specifically picked out the valuable items on her body. Even the second before Ye Qiao approached, he unknowingly took away the mustard bag from her waist.
Ye Qiao's mustard seed bag contains all kinds of things.
The most numerous spiritual stones and magic weapons she collected.
The corners of Ye Qiao's lips slowly flattened, his face expressionless.
Sensing the sword master's mood swings, the sword spirits who were originally lying flat in the domain became lively.
Wow wow wow, it's rare to see Ye Qiao being irritated.
The more obvious the sword master's mood swings are, the more opportunities the sword spirit has to transform. For example, the previous Feixian Sword gave it a chance to seize the opportunity.
This time all the sword spirits were eager to try.
Ye Qinghan was stunned. Based on his understanding of Ye Qiao, Ye Qiao is rarely really angry or irritated, but if he pushed her into a hurry, the consequences could be compared to the flattened competition stage and the split open secret realm.
Mu Chongxi gestured to the man: You're done.
The other party only felt a chill running down his spine.
Anticipating the next scene, he reflexively hid for a moment, and then Ye Qiao hit him with a curse seal.
As expected, he was hidden.
Ye Qiao turned over the curse seals in his hand, his expression cold.
"Where is your field?" she asked Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan barely wrapped himself in the clothes that were torn into strips, and said in a gloomy tone, "It's open. He seemed to have guessed the attributes and system of my domain, and he escaped without killing me in one blow."
How could there be such a perverted inheritance?
Foreknowledge?
Ye Qiao said, "I understand."
"Can you predict everything?"
she asked in a low voice.
Knowing that Ye Qiao couldn't hear them, the ancestor of the Yue Qing Sect shook his head, "Prediction is not omniscience. In fact, as long as she changes quickly enough, prediction is completely useless."
The transformation here does not refer to swordsmanship.
Rather, it refers to the trump card in her hand.
"Of course." The man grinned when he heard Ye Qiao's reaction, "I can predict your sword skills and actions in the next second. So don't struggle."
He can see the future picture in advance, including the opponent's actions.
Ye Qiao stared at him quietly, thinking of the mustard bag that had been taken away, her mood fluctuated even more intensely, "Oh, premonition."
Seeing that Jun was in his hand, the black sword spirit transformed in the sword. Ye Qiao said expressionlessly, "Kill him."
"good."
The man smiled confidently, "Oh, it's a killing sword? It's really fierce."
Bu Jianjun became irritated when he heard him chattering. The black sword shadows flew around, forming a space divided in four directions to encircle and suppress him. Ye Qiao drew the Feixian Sword. At the same time, when he was avoiding Bu Jian Jun, she threw out the other three idle swords. .
Prejudgment can indeed be predicted.
However, no man could predict that someone could use five swords interchangeably at any time.
The speed of prediction cannot keep up with the speed of her changing swords. Feixian Sword and Jinghong Sword, each has different attributes. The prediction system is inherited, and it is invincible in a one-on-one situation, provided that the opponent does not have so many tricks.
Seeing Ye Qiao's five swords in a row, each with different attributes, he felt that the picture in his mind was confused. From being able to do it with ease, it gradually became chaotic. First, he needed to dodge the splitting of the sword spirit, and then dodge her five swords. Spiritual swords with different attributes.
Because they are swords with different attributes, his method of dealing with them needs to be constantly adjusted.
How can this normal person adjust his brain?
Just because he has this foreknowledge doesn't mean he can have photographic memory.
Ye Qiao's eyes were filled with murderous intent. He was really angered when the mustard bag was taken away. The Frost Sword flashed past, and the white-haired Lolita's phantom appeared in front of him. His hands were folded in front of him, as if he was being taken away. As if someone had woken him up by force, he opened his eyes with a bit of coldness, and uttered one word expressionlessly: "Death."
The ice blue sword shadow turned into a sharp ice knife and pierced into the man's flesh and blood. His expression had completely frozen.
People can't, or at least shouldn't, have so many sword spirits, right?
