I saved the whole sect by playing badly

The thunder from the sky in the fusion stage caused the heaven and earth to change. Ye Qinghan was a little stunned. Apparently, he did not expect that someone would advance to the fusion stage at this time.

He frowned and stared at the great demon in front of him, in the combined state.

All kinds of sword strikes on his rough-skinned body seemed to be neither painful nor itchy. The snake demon in the fusion stage chuckled, flicked its tail, and said coldly: "You are a weakling, and you want to fight me? It’s still tender.”

"Elder brother..."

Zhu You looked at Ye Qinghan, worried.

"Be careful."

Not only Zhuyou was worried, but others were also worried that Ye Qinghan wouldn't be able to deal with it and would let the snake demon run out and endanger the city below.

This voice was full of worry and concern. Ye Qinghan turned his head and nodded slightly at them, "It's okay."

That big demon was indeed difficult to deal with, but Ye Qinghan was also extremely resilient. The two sides were in a stalemate. Ye Qinghan was beaten countless times but he could still get up and pick up his sword to severely injure the opponent.

He was severely wounded again and again, killing almost a thousand enemies and damaging himself eight hundred. The smell of blood spread in his mouth, and the young man's breathing was as rapid as a bellows. He was mercilessly penetrated by more than a dozen bloody holes by the big demon.

The snake demon was also panting and wanted to curse.

I have never seen such a difficult Lianxu.

Ye Qinghan's figure was so thin that he seemed to be about to fall down at any time. However, no matter how much he tortured him to death, he could not be completely knocked down. If the snake hit him within seven inches, he would be dead once the sword got close to him.

The snake demon spit out the snake letter and opened its huge mouth and tried to swallow Ye Qinghan in one bite. When it suddenly attacked, Ye Qinghan used his sword to forcefully hold its foul-smelling mouth.

Broken Water Sword almost made a sharp cry.

Ahhhh! ! ! He is not clean anymore! ! !

He is dirty! !

The water-type sword spirit was somewhat mysophobic. Ye Qinghan ignored its screams and raised his sword with thunderous power. Snow-white sword light flashed, the snake demon's eyes widened, and he was cut down by the sword with one move.

The snake head rolled down and was stained with dust on the ground.

On one side of the sword, the young man's cold eyebrows were reflected.

Taking another closer look, his aura at this moment has actually reached the integration stage.

Mu Chongxi next to him was a little startled.

So strong.

Not only Ye Qinghan was strong, but also his senior brother.

The two of them defeated their respective opponents almost at the same time.

In fact, when Mu Chongxi first came to the world of cultivation, the person who gave him the concept of Qiang was his senior brother.

Zhou Xingyun's first comment on him was neither salty nor light, "Weak."

"He is still young." Elder Duan laughed beside him, "This is the natural sword bone of our sect. It is as talented as the chief of the Wenjian Sect!"

All the elders of Changming Sect have high hopes for him, thinking that he is the second Ye Qinghan.

Zhou Xingyun looked him up and down for a moment and briefly commented: "Not as good as Ye Qinghan."

When Mu Zhongxi came, he was treated like a star. For the first time, it was as if someone had given him a blow on the head. His mind was buzzing and his fists were clenched subconsciously.

With equal talents, why should he be said to be inferior to Ye Qinghan?

Perhaps his dissatisfied expression was too obvious. Zhou Xingyun looked at him and said in a leisurely voice, "Then if you take my sword, I will admit that you are stronger than Ye Qinghan."

The final result is self-evident. Mu Chongxi was unable to take a single sword blow, and was dejected from the blow.

He pulled away from his memories, held the Morning and Night Sword in his palm, looked at the formation in front of him, and looked at Mingxuan whose aura had reached the integration stage, and realized that he might...not be as courageous as Mingxuan.

The junior sister said that his sword intention should be indomitable.

Instead of being timid and hesitant.

……

Yun Que looked at the two combined breaths one after another, pursed her lips, summoned a spiritual sword, and approached Ye Qinghan, "Senior Brother Ye, let me help you."

Her voice was light.

"They and I are just ordinary friends."

"They are so inhumane and I will never associate with them."

Ye Qinghan looked at her with a complicated expression, but he did not refuse her help. Yun Que was the one who had the best cooperation with him among all the sword cultivators. Together, the two of them could quickly deal with these insane masters.

Seeing that he did not refuse his help, Yun Que breathed a sigh of relief.

Duan Hengdao on the other side covered his forehead, looked at Mingxuan who was already in the integration stage, cursed in a low voice, and couldn't stop mumbling, "It's over, it's over, it's over."

He doesn't hate Mingxuan, even if they are possessed by demons, but who doesn't know that the demon clan's sky thunder is the most deceiving. This race, which is hated by heaven, will all die under the sky thunder sooner or later.

What Ming Xuan did was no less than lighting a lamp in the toilet to seek death.

"I just sent a message. The disciples who came to support are all here. Just wait for me." Duan Hengdao was a little crazy. He really went to shake people.

The disciples of Chengfeng Sect at the scene arrived immediately with the help of magic weapons.

When a group of Chengfeng Sect disciples who didn't know the reason came, they happened to see Yun Que and Ye Qinghan team up to fight off a great demon in the combined stage.

Suddenly they were amazed:

"She really is a talented man and a beautiful woman."

"What a perfect couple."

In the Changming Sect, Ye Qiao, who was held by the seventh elder, was unconscious for a few seconds because of the severe pain in her body.

The suddenly exposed sea of ​​​​consciousness swept through it casually, and unconsciously heard what the group of people outside were talking about.

Her internal organs were almost crushed, her meridians were broken, her face was pale, and she was in a miserable state.

But Ye Qiao still thought this scene was quite funny.

Teacher, it seems that the people of our Chang Ming Sect are almost dead. Why are there still people there who act as background NPCs and make sweets? ? ?

Mu Li: "..."

Her inner drama is really wonderful.

After being tortured into such a horrible state, he can still smile. This is a great mentality.

Not only was Ye Qiao's mouth tough, her bones were also stiff. There was no good spot on her body from the beatings, but she was silent. People can do anything under the stimulation of death and pain, but she was almost tortured. On the verge of death, he still didn't reveal any trump cards.

The seventh elder completely believed the fact that she was a poor person.

Without hesitation, he struck her skull with a palm, shattering her head. He felt that the brat would definitely die with one single blow from his body. After the slap, he coldly tossed her away with a flick of his sleeve.

Before her skull was shattered, all things were wrapped around her, like a baby wrapped in layers, protecting her inside. Light green light flashed slightly.

The moment the seventh elder raised his hand, the pupils of the disciples hidden in the formation shrank violently.

"Ye Qiao!"

"Little senior sister."

At this moment, all the disciples of the Changming Sect forgot what she had just told them. They picked up their weapons and rushed out towards the seventh elder immediately. Countless spiritual swords and talismans were hanging in the air. The sect’s long-term teachings did not allow them to hide behind their direct disciples when encountering trouble. Yes, but the death of the inner sect was so miserable that they had the intention to retreat, and they actually didn't move.

They had been protected so well for so long that they forgot that as members of the Changming Sect, they had no reason to hide behind their direct descendants.

Snow-white sword shadows clearly emerged from the mysterious swords of a group of sword cultivators below, and together with the talismans, they swept towards the direction of the seventh elder from below.

While Ye Qiao delayed for a long time, they were also working on sword techniques and curse seals. Most of them were sword cultivators from the Changming Sect, but there were also talisman cultivators, but their realms were very low.

Even though tens of thousands of sword tactics and talismans flew out at the same time, it also caused a lot of trouble to the seventh elder.

With the group of disciples as cover, the moment Ye Qiao was thrown away, the light shovel that had been hidden in the mustard bag for a long time was finally taken out smoothly.

The moment it touched the barrier, the handle of the light shovel suddenly became longer. After touching the weak point of the formation, the bright light shovel gathered ten percent of the spiritual energy and slammed it upward!

"Click"

In an instant, the formation cracked open little by little like a spider web.

At this moment, Ming Xuan and Ye Qiao raised their hands in tacit understanding, and the formation-breaking curse seal touched each other's palms, and they smashed the formation with a quick and accurate blow!

With a "crash", the entire Changming Sect was shaken to the point of numbness. The low-level ones were blown away by the airflow of the ancient formation on the spot. Ye Qiao was also shaken to pieces, and a light green light flashed as he was thrown away. Wrap her tightly and repair her broken meridians.

The moment the realm senses danger, all creatures will instinctively protect the master.

Being sucked into it is equivalent to a few seconds of invincibility.

A few seconds were enough for her to take a breath. Ye Qiao slowed down, her nose was full of blood, and she bit into the Tianpin elixir. The effect was immediate, and all the discomfort was swept away. She bent her knees and held Hanguang in her hand. Shovel, looked up and saw the changing scenery between heaven and earth.

The corners of her mouth twitched, logically speaking, given her and Mingxuan's realm.

Even with the light shovel in hand, the first five curse seals could be used to end it. Ye Qiao was ready for a protracted battle. She was quite puzzled as to how she expected it to break with one palm this time.

It wasn't until I heard the looming thunder disaster in the horizon that I finally understood why the ancient formation could be shattered with just one palm.

Because Mingxuan fucking chose to break through.

Ye Qiao never collapsed like this when she was beaten.

After all, she was the one who got hacked when he passed through the tribulation.

That stupid thunder would never let her go.

After Ye Qiao trembled hard, he quickly calmed down and realized that Mingxuan could not break through for no reason. He should have seen what happened in the Changming Sect.

As the barrier followed, Duan Hengdao's eyes lit up outside and he cheered: "The barrier is broken!"

Ye Qiao took a glance and found that the first ones to arrive on the battlefield were the gays from the Chengfeng Sect... Oh, and a few of them.

She asked: "Where are the others? Is it just you?"

Duan Hengdao also saw her.

He has a strong sense of the sea and can clearly see the situation in the Changming Sect. Duan Hengdao has a pretty good impression of her. While a talisman cultivator can break ancient formations, he can also go back and forth with a fusion body. It's simply rare.

"Can't we just do it?" Duan Hengdao scratched his head.

Ye Qiao was silent for a moment: "I don't know if you have heard of a sentence, but a difference of one place is a world of difference."

Even Xie Chuxue couldn't deal with the seven elders. Their role was only to delay time.

What they need now is a swordsman in the fusion stage. Ye Qinghan is not good at it, and a new fusion is not worthy of fighting that old monster.

"Or maybe a few sect leaders will do?"

Among the five sects, the masters of Qin Fanfan and Wenjian Sect were serious swordsmen, while the other three sect masters were all weak-skinned.

But it doesn't matter, the three cobblers are against Zhuge Liang. Ye Qiao feels that if the sect masters can come, they can take down the Seventh Elder in a group fight.

Duan Hengdaole: "It's a beautiful thought. This is an internal conflict within your sect. Why should the other sect leaders abandon their respective sects to help you?" If the demons came, they might still help, but if there is an internal conflict, then They can only solve it themselves.

Ye Qiao regretted: "Okay."

While she and Duan Hengdao were beeping, the seventh elder was also upset by the sudden commotion. When he saw countless disciples rushing in, he had a sinister look on his face and stared at Ye Qiao fiercely.

Ye Qiao's sword spirits, whose eyes were like daggers and so cold, were so excited that they were already frantically arguing one after another to unsheath them.

The sword spirit was very aggressive, but when she faced off against the Seventh Elder, she was unable to use a single sword. Not only were they unable to speak during the trial, they were not even worthy of unsheathing it.

Everyone is going crazy at this moment.

Ye Qiao's expression changed slightly, and Duan Hengdao asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Qiao: "It's okay."

She was very calm: "My family Zihan, Zihan, and Zihan all seem to be crazy."

Bu Jianjun, the Frost Sword, and the Lian Ying Sword, these three bellicose spiritual swords were already suffocating and running wildly in the field. Ye Qiao's head was buzzing from the noise.

Duan Hengdao: "..."

During the time when she was communicating with Duan Hengdao, the seventh elder waved his hand casually, not paying attention to these disciples at all, and Yun Que also followed in.

Ye Qinghan broke through the integration stage and was busy settling the chaos outside. Yun Que followed to see how the seventh elder was doing. His originally calm eyes changed slightly when he accidentally caught a glimpse of the female cultivator next to Duan Hengdao.

is her? ?

Yun Que will never forget this face in his life.

I think back then, this woman helped her a lot.

In the end, his spiritual roots were cut open and his heart was pierced with a sword.

Yun Que immediately didn't care about such a trivial matter as being found out about her relationship with the Seventh Elder. She immediately stood on the Seventh Elder's side with a flustered expression: "Elder."

She relied heavily on the seventh elder, and her panic was visible to the naked eye: "Who is that?"

"A new disciple of the Changming Sect." The seventh elder said with a sinister expression. Looking at the Hanguang shovel in her hand, it was hard to believe that she hadn't been slapped to death by his own palm.

Careless.

It seems that this personal successor definitely has some useless trump card.

Yun Que's eyes widened: "She is Ye Qiao of Yue Qing Sect! No wonder... no wonder she would target me..."

She murmured, "Because I used to..."

I dug up her spiritual roots back then!

Yun Que was afraid of being overheard, so he didn't dare to finish his sentence and just hinted wildly at the other party.

The seventh elder guessed the meaning of her words and frowned, but...

"Isn't she dead?" That disciple's talent is indeed good, otherwise he would not have chosen her as a stepping stone for Yun Que. Is it possible that a person who has been dead for several years has been resurrected now?

yes! !

She also remembered that the inner disciple had died long ago.

It was precisely because of this that Yun Que panicked, fearing that the other party would shake something out and she would be completely ruined.

The girl pinched the palm of her hand hard, pursed her lips and silently said "I'm sorry" in her heart. Don't blame her for being ruthless.

Yun Que decisively drew out his spiritual sword and said in a clear voice, "Let me help you deal with her."

The Luoshui Sword was already in the palm of her hand, and the gentle female sword spirit transformed and pressed gently against her side, causing quite a commotion.

Of course the Seventh Elder is happy to hear this, Yun Que is definitely not weak.

There were so many treasures in her hands that even he was greedy for them.

Those who are better than Yun Que are not as rich as her, and those who are richer than her are not as talented as Yun Que.

With her to deal with Ye Qiao, who is just like the invincible Xiao Qiang, the Seventh Elder can also concentrate on dealing with this group of disciples who do not know how to live or die.

After receiving the seventh elder's permission, Yun Que slowly drew his sword.

Raising his hand, Luo Shui Sword was aimed at Ye Qiao.

The two suddenly entered into a confrontational situation.

No one expected that Yun Que, as a righteous disciple, would choose to help the Seventh Elder, and everyone in the Changming Sect was even more horrified.

"Senior sister, her swordsmanship is very good." Some disciples shouted at the top of their lungs, signaling Ye Qiao to be careful.

"She is a young senior sister with dual cultivation!!"

Ye Qiao had lasted for so long under the indiscriminate bombardment of the Seventh Elder. How should he fight Yun Que as a sword cultivator?

They mentioned it in their hearts.

Ye Qiao Wuhu shouted, looking at the murderous intent in Yun Que's eyes, she slowly put the talisman away and said, "Her Zihan, no, the sword spirits are already hungry and thirsty."

Ye Qiao smiled brightly, but Jun appeared in his palm and turned slightly.

"..."

A stick?

stick?

"Are you here to be funny?"

The corners of Yun Que's lips curled up, and before he could finish his mocking, he saw the pitch black stick quickly transforming into Ye Qiao's palm.

……sword.