Ye Qiao! !
Your grandma is really hiding it! This was their fleeting thought.
"If I'm not asking about the Sword Sect, then who from your sect is it?" Demon Lord admired their changing expressions and already had a goal in mind. He curled his lips coolly and said, "Wanjian returns to the sect?"
Anyone with some knowledge in the world of cultivation can recognize it as the God-Transforming Sword Technique of the Wenjian Sect.
It’s not surprising that the first Ten Thousand Swordsmen returned to the sect. Didn’t the Sword Sect have Ye Qinghan, a rare-in-a-century natural sword bone?
And this second one needs to be explored further.
"Ye Qiao? Or Qin Huai?"
No matter how turbulent their hearts were, they remained calm on their faces. Qin Fanfan quickly answered, "Guess?" He wasn't worried about being seen out. In fact, since Ye Qiao dared to return to the clan with ten thousand swords, she should know what would happen if she was exposed.
The huge situation of Wan Jian returning to the sect, coupled with Ye Qiao's unique sword energy, anyone with any brains can guess that she did it.
The Demon Lord said coldly: "It doesn't matter, I'll kill her next."
Sooner or later, these annoying progenitors will be crushed to death.
Qin Fanfan smiled slightly and didn't care much about the Demon Lord's words. The little brat had already gained enough limelight, and she couldn't possibly not know what she would face next.
Yun Hen frowned, "Did she swing it?"
Yun Hen had thought about bringing her back to Yue Qing Sect a long time ago.
The moment he learned about her talent, he was sure that no one in the Five Sects was more talented than her.
Sword cultivator is not like Talisman cultivator. Sword cultivator can rely on tenacity of mind, and even spiritual roots are not important, as long as the understanding of swordsmanship is high enough.
To cultivate a talisman, you only need a genius.
Ye Qiao is the most talented person he has ever seen.
However, this sword technique suppressed any prejudice in his heart. Ye Qiao proved to them that she was a sword cultivator from the beginning to the end.
"Our Xiaoqiao is an upright sword cultivator." Xie Chuxue raised the corners of her lips. He also liked the profession of sword cultivator more than Fu cultivator.
Sword cultivators generally have a tough character and are synonymous with integrity, while Fu cultivators have a bit of bad taste and arrogance.
When Xie Chuxue was young, he liked to hold some weird talismans, specially select people he didn't like, and secretly stick their talismans behind their backs.
In terms of temperament, Ye Qiao is much better than him.
Although they are all cheap, they have a bottom line for being cheap.
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Wan Jian returns to his clan.
The second Wan Jian returned to his clan.
The sharpness of Ye Qinghan's sword just now was so terrifying that all the sword cultivators on the scene who were struck by the sword's edge held their breaths one after another.
The silent sword energy was like a taut wire on the neck, and the moment it was tightened, their heads could be separated.
In comparison, Ye Qiao's sword energy was more comfortable, almost like two different extremes.
Ye Qiao is too careless and talks too much. He doesn't give the impression that he can wield such a sword.
Yue Qing'an pursed her lips, "Why is hers like this?"
It doesn't look cold at all.
"Don't you think her sword energy is amazing?" Chu Ling organized his words: "She is the kind of person who gives birth to hope in adversity."
Especially when the body and mind are exhausted and scarred, the sword wind sweeps away, and the dead wood becomes spring again.
Compared to Ye Qinghan, who was cold and domineering, she seemed to be full of hope.
Yue Qing'an snorted slightly and was noncommittal.
I witnessed two Divine Transformation Sword Techniques with my own eyes, which undoubtedly left scars on the young hearts of those direct descendants.
The oldest of their direct descendants is only eighteen or nineteen years old, which is the age when they are pretentious.
Everyone thought that they were the swordsman genius, until they were crushed by these two direct disciples named Ye and had no sense of existence. They were deeply shocked.
Some sword cultivators are already starting to go crazy: "What do they think this sword technique is?"
One or two of them performed the Quasi-Transformation Divine Sword Technique for them, how could they wield it easily in their hands, right?
That is one of the famous sword techniques of Wenjian Sect. Don’t the direct disciples of Wenjian Sect have bad tempers?
"At least compared to domain control, Ye Qiao's move Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect is acceptable."
Such a large area rose out of thin air, and the hidden murderous intent sent shivers down their spines. Once Ye Qiao loses control, who knows if this damn field will destroy them.
"How long will it take for your domain to end?" Ye Qinghan knew that once her domain ended, she would be killed.
Ye Qiao thought: "Probably after the blue is over."
The blue form lasts the longest, and it really can't be solved for a while.
Using Ten Thousand Swords to Return to the Sect, he quickly eliminated the monsters outside the domain. Ye Qiao bent his knees and jumped down from the vines. He glanced at the trembling demons and said, "Who should we do first?"
"That right protector." Ye Qinghan had been dissatisfied with him for a long time.
Ye Qiao thought for a moment and handed the Frost Sword to Ye Qinghan.
With both ice attributes, the Frost Sword was very effective in Ye Qinghan's hands.
With the spirit sword in hand, he whispered his thanks. He raised his eyes and drew the sword along the palm of his hand. The dangerous sword energy was divided into several channels. The radical fighting style made the right protector miserable. He was a talisman cultivator and was not good at fighting in close combat. He was trapped in the tower by Ye Qiao not long ago. He was beaten up and almost strangled to death by the elusive kid.
Leng Buding faced Ye Qinghan, who was a god of rigid transformation, full of spiritual energy and full of killing intent, and was completely beaten and retreated.
He didn't dare to relax at all. Once Ye Qinghan found his weakness, the only outcome left for him would be death.
Ye Qiao motioned to the little lolita in blue floating behind him to come over and help.
Hanshuang and Ye Qinghan worked together and slashed down with three sword shadows in a row. During the divine transformation stage, Tangtang was forced by one person and one sword spirit to the point where he could barely stand.
The right protector was so annoyed by these two people that he couldn't move away. He glanced at Yun Que, who kept screaming. He was so upset that he hurriedly ordered: "Protect her." Yun Que can't die yet, she is still useful. .
Ye Qiao raised his eyebrows.
She thought he was going to leave Yun Que and run away.
After all, no one can escape when the fourth color of her realm ends.
The right protector was entangled by Ye Qinghan, and Ye Qiao's eyes kept wandering around Yun Que, thinking about how he caught her without anyone noticing.
Just as she was deep in thought, the sword spirit floated out from the sword. The girl's purple skirt was slightly raised, her posture was as graceful as a giant's, she raised a smile and said a friendly hello, "Qiaoqiao."
Ye Qiao looked over.
The elegant and beautiful beauty blinked, "I'm looking forward to meeting you. I've been looking forward to it for a long time."
She is the only spiritual sword that matches Ye Qiao's spiritual roots.
The two of them are the perfect match, and neither Feixianjian nor Bujianjun can refute this.
Jinghong made a special observation. Leaving aside other sword spirits, the best one to deal with was the Frost Sword.
That loli is a natural idiot. At present, it seems that Jinghong feels that his status among these sword spirits who are full of bewitching bitches is absolutely transcendent.
Jinghong Sword's ability is absolutely special.
This sword spirit can maximize the advantages of Tianpin spiritual roots. At the same level, if the spiritual roots are one level lower than hers, it will be difficult to take on Ye Qiao's sword.
Ye Qiao smiled back: "Me too."
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have tried every possible means to temper the Jinghong Sword.
The moment I hold the Jinghong Sword, I have never experienced the feeling of oneness between my soul and my soul.
Now was not the time to speak. Jinghong Jian blinked and understood what she meant.
The dark purple sword spirit merged into the sword again and turned into a shadow. Ye Qiao shook the lightning with his wrist to form a cage and swung it down.
The right protector noticed the strong murderous intent, his heart beat violently, and he moved one step faster than his brain, and dodged in advance.
However, Ye Qiao's target was not him from beginning to end.
Compared with the right protector, her attention was entirely on Yun Que. She had killed Yun Que once before, but that time she only killed half of Yun Que's soul.
He was also warned by the thunder tribulation of Heaven.
Now that Ye Qinghan is present, he doesn't know if he can kill her.
The sword energy entwined to form a purple cage, and was thrown over Yun Que's head with a light move. Yun Que's cultivation was comparable to that of Jin Dan, and he was hiding in the demon group without noticing anything was wrong when facing the battle between the three transformed gods present.
By the time Ye Qiao's sword energy passed by, it was already too late for her to hide.
The cage formed by the sword energy caught her. Ye Qiao hooked his wrist and brought Yun Que in front of him. Facing the purple electric current all around, Yun Que's face turned pale.
At this moment, she was just panicked, but not too scared.
When she fell into Xie Chuxue's hands, the man just locked her up.
Yun Que was sure that they couldn't kill him.
A group of ordinary people would be struck by lightning if they killed him. It was only when he was in the demon clan that Yun Que learned about his unique identity.
The daughter of luck.
This level of status is no less than a gold medal for immunity from death.
When Yun Que first learned the news. Her whole body was trembling with excitement, and she could already imagine Yue Qingzong's regretful expression.
But being excited, Yun Que never had a real sense of this level of identity. Later, after Changmingzong caught her, he simply imprisoned her. From that moment on, Yun Que completely realized that they did not dare to touch her.
"Ye Qinghan." Ye Qiao shook the cage woven with lightning in his hand, "Why don't you try and see if you can stab her?"
Ye Qiao's attempt to stab her would most likely fail.
This is also the reason why Yun Que is confident.
"It's useless for me to go." Ye Qinghan frowned, "At that time, Song Hansheng used your crossbow and missed several arrows in a row."
She really didn't know there was such a thing. Ye Qiao clicked her tongue, "Since when did Song Hansheng become such a good person?"
Mu Chongxi: "It's not a question of whether he's good at it. Don't you think it's strange that several arrows missed during the Nascent Soul stage when shooting at the Golden Core stage? Song Hansheng can be accurate."
Even Mu Chongxi, a simple-minded person, came to realize that ordinary people were not worthy of killing Yun Que.
"I think..." Zhou Xingyun said slowly, "Ye Qinghan can give it a try."
"After all, you two are a match made in heaven."
The son of luck and the daughter of luck are born to be a couple.
Ye Qinglian said coldly: "It's so disgusting, shut up."
Zhou Xingyun laughed, and his sarcasm became even stronger.
Ye Qing looked at each other coldly. I don’t understand why Zhou Xingyun is so angry.
Seeing them discussing how to kill him without anyone else around, Yun Que was extremely angry.
"What do you think? We found her, but we don't know what caused this trouble." Yue Qing'an thought for a while: "Did your uncle leave any words? Did he tell you how to kill her?"
Yue Qing'an was quite interested in the mysterious uncle of Changming Sect.
Ye Qiao spread his hands and said, "No."
Mu Chongxi curled his lips: "Our uncle has never spoken human language."
Moreover, Xie Chuxue still can't guess who instigated Yun Que to do all kinds of things.
Even with a vague guess, they could only think that the person's purpose might be the same as that of the demons.
"That person should be thinking about spiritual weapons. He wants to open the Heavenly Gate and ascend to heaven." Zhu You narrowed his eyes.
It's good, at least it's not the end of the world. Otherwise, the direct disciples like them will be busy later.
Ascension...
This vocabulary is quite far away for them now. But let’s talk about taking off. Isn't there a ready-made one beside Ye Qiao?
"Little Ai." Ye Qiao remained calm in his mind, trying to trick him: "Why did you fail to ascend?"
After all, he is the founder of the demon clan.
He is also the first person to ascend in the world of cultivation. Whether he is a demon cultivator or a serious cultivator, Mu Li's strength is obvious.
Logically speaking, there is no reason why he should fail.
"Heh." Mu Li sneered briefly, "Want to know?"
"Uh-huh."
In Ye Qiao's expectant tone, Mu Li said coldly and ruthlessly: "I won't tell you."
Ye Qiao: "You will lose me if you do this."
Mu Li felt a chill.
Then no matter how Ye Qiao tried, he started to remain tactically silent.
Fine.
At least from his brief sneer, Ye Qiao could hear his resentment towards Heaven.
"I was thinking..." Zhu You asked softly: "Do you think the person behind Yun Que is someone from one of our sects?"
Ye Qiao came back to her senses from the useless conversation with Mu Li, "For example?"
Xia Qing thought, "We can start from the top."
The sect is safe for the time being. Maybe some demon cultivators have sneaked in, but it doesn't matter. As long as the number is not too large, they can handle it. They have to go back to their respective clans to see if there are any undercover agents.
After that, we have to find out the whereabouts of the little prince.
There are quite a lot of things when you think about it.
The number of elders in each sect is different. Some twelve peaks have twelve elders. Taking Ye Qiao's sect as an example, they have never even seen many elders.
"Don't you think they are too well-informed?" Even as direct disciples, they are not qualified to interfere in the meetings between the elders.
They always wait for them to make a collective decision before notifying these direct disciples afterwards.
This makes people have to doubt those senior elders.
Seeing these progenitors transform into detectives and making wild guesses, Yue Qing'an raised his eyebrows and was speechless.
"Speaking of which -" he covered his mouth and circled around Yun Que, thinking: "You have indeed destroyed half of her soul."
With half and the last half of the soul left, they could completely kill Yun Que.
Yue Qing'an was a non-combatant. He hid in the Ye family crowd and watched the whole process, and found that this lucky girl had a lot of good things.
Kill them early to prevent long nights and dreams.
Yue Qing'an, who was unknowingly affected by the simple and crude solution of the sword cultivators, clicked his chin, "Which of you will try to kill him?"
The Right Protector is nothing to be afraid of, the key point is Yun Que.
"Ye Qiao. You can't kill me." Yun Que looked at them with pity: "Don't you realize it yet?"
Using oneself to save others, Yun Que felt that Ye Qiao should hate him the most. Seeing Ye Qiao and the others being helpless, she felt proud.
After catching a glimpse of Yun Que looking at them proudly, Ye Qinghan pursed his lips coldly and wanted to stab him with a sword regardless of the consequences.
“Where’s the KFC?”
Ye Qiao felt that Ye Qinghan was going to be pissed to death. The male protagonist Long Aotian was somewhat vindictive. Yun Que stabbed him three times and it was impossible for Ye Qinghan not to take revenge. She thought of the time when they first met, KFC seemed The person you are looking for is not yourself.
After getting on the pirate ship, I couldn't even think about getting off.
As far as she knew.
Phoenix and dragon can predict luck.
The KFC that was flying in the sky was called down by her. The moment it landed, the large phoenix squatted down and turned into a red-haired lolita. She jumped up happily.
Leng Buding transforms into a giant phoenix, and its impact on others is unbelievably terrifying.
"Is this KFC?" Chu Xingzhi's voice was raised and he was surprised.
He knew that KFC was a phoenix, one of the few remaining sacred birds in the world of cultivation.
But I didn't expect...
The form is so cute.
Facing the little Lolita's round eyes, Chu Xingzhi's breath stagnated slightly and he laughed dryly: "Oh hehehehe, the little thing looks quite unique."
KFC rolled his eyes at him and had no favorable impression of this man.
"You tied her up here." She is Ye Qiao's contracted beast. She knows what these people are struggling with. If they don't kill Yun Que, isn't it because they are worried about being chased and killed by the law of heaven?
Another point is that if they hesitate to kill Yun Que, it will be difficult to find the person behind her.
The little Loli's voice was clear, and her golden pupils looked coldly at Yun Que, "Why don't you try searching for souls?"
Yun Que took a breath and raised his lips, "Do you dare?"
Searching for souls can easily turn people into fools if they are not careful. Yun Que bets that these people do not dare to attack him.
"Why don't you dare?" KFC held his face in his hands: "You are not important anymore."
"Now the luck in you is gradually decreasing, and now there are very few." Little Loli approached her, "I can help you search."
No matter how young it is, it is still a mythical beast. Although KFC has not accepted the inheritance of Phoenix, it still knows more than these teenage direct descendants.
"Can we search for souls?" Ye Qiao's eyes lit up.
"Of course." KFC said in a brisk voice, "She doesn't have much luck left. As of today, probably after she stabbed Ye Qinghan, God took it back."
That was the son of heaven's destiny, how dare Yun Que take action! ! Three knives are enough to make you feel distressed to death.
"Don't you feel it?" KFC pursed his lips: "Heaven is giving you luck."
After all, Ye Qiao was chosen by heaven to save the world. Who would give her luck if not her?
KFC finally understood that the person she was looking for at the beginning might not be Yun Que, but someone who was specially made by Tiandao to send her to Ye Qiao.
Ye Qiao answered honestly: "No. I have always been quite unlucky."
She didn't feel the slightest change in luck.
"Who said that?" KFC shook his short legs: "If you were unlucky, the Jinghong Sword wouldn't have transformed so smoothly."
It is difficult to transform a thunder spirit sword, unless by chance, in other words, it depends on luck.
She had failed in tempering so many times in a row, so why did she think she would definitely succeed in Ye Qinghan's hands?
Even if it succeeds, it will be due to Duanshui's transformation through other leaps, not the transformation of her spirit sword.
There will be some subtle changes in who's luck is with whom, although not much, but at least when playing games with other descendants in the future, Ye Qiao will no longer be the saddest non-chief.
The red-haired loli happily circled around the two of them, her voice as clear as a bird's cry, "You two are both great sons of heaven!"
Her mood rose, and she was obviously very satisfied with the result.
It's different from KFC's excitement about singing to its master's slave.
KFC's words fell into the ears of those who wanted to kill Yun Que, and they were automatically converted into one sentence.
——Yun Que can be killed.
