She had considered using Ye Qinghan as her trainer. He was the male protagonist of the novel, and nothing would happen to him. He was a reward from heaven, so it would be no problem to try it on Ye Qinghan.
The sword shadows all over the sky merged at this moment. Ye Qinghan's pupils tightened violently. What he saw was Ye Qiao who jumped suddenly, and the surrounding gold and white collided. The formation was like a fragile glass plate that was broken into countless pieces and penetrated.
ground.
Ye Qiao turned his palm to form an arc and exploded. All the competition platforms under his feet cracked and disappeared, and were crushed into powder under the crushing force of two powerful sword shadows.
The leader of the Chengfeng Sect narrowed his eyes. Oops, he was completely mistaken. In his impression, Ye Qiao, a direct descendant, was very strong, but looking at this scene, his level was even higher than his judgment.
"?! Ha. Are you crazy?"
"Pretty much, I think these two are pretty crazy."
The scene was extremely thrilling.
Ye Qinghan's sword technique was at the stage of becoming a god, but Ye Qiao's sword technique was not inferior to him at all, and he even suppressed them all in a crushing posture.
this moment.
The aftermath of the collision of the two sword techniques and the frontal attack all fell on the two people in the center.
Ming Xuan threw a protective cover down to cover Ye Qiao. The competition stage collapsed and he was buried in it. All the people who were on the stage were buried alive.
Most of Ye Qinghan's spiritual energy was taken away, and he couldn't hide even if he wanted to. Ye Qiao simply stepped in mid-air, jumped up, and struck him with a sword from the front without any warning. He could only watch helplessly.
The huge and dazzling golden sword tip was tilted in the direction directed by Ye Qiao, hitting Ye Qinghan head-on and hitting Ye Qinghan's abdomen hard, hitting the ground and falling into the ruins.
Ming Xuan put a talisman on Ye Qiao to protect her from being crushed twice.
"Big Brother!!"
Zhu You rushed over after the competition stage collapsed.
Ye Qinghan coughed up blood, and Zhu You hurriedly poured out the elixir from the mustard bag and handed it to him.
Others also rushed to the stage to dig people out.
Damn it, it collapsed again.
Ye Qiao crawled out from the ruins, with a gray face, coughed twice due to choking, and only asked quietly, "Is it fun?"
Ye Qinghan didn't want to pay attention to her.
He coughed up blood whenever he spoke, and his whole body hurt terribly.
The two of them were not rushing to take each other's life. They avoided the vital points and the injuries were mostly on the body. Ye Qinghan's face was always grim in pain.
...it's quite bearable.
Ye Qiao howled meaninglessly twice, and was solemnly scolded by Duan Yu who came down from the stage, "Who am I hearing the ghost scream?"
Ye Qiao shut up immediately.
She was not seriously injured. The one who was knocked away was Ye Qinghan. Ye Qiao found a place to stay and was hit by the collapsed competition platform as soon as he landed. But Mingxuan used the formation to protect him, except for the initial aftermath.
Despite the pressure, there were not many wounds on his body.
Ye Qinghan was directly hit hard by the sword and flew upside down among the ruins.
"What do you two think? Huh?"
The leader of the Sword Asking Sect treated everyone equally this time, and even Ye Qinghan was not spared. He was so angry that he asked, "Can this kind of sword technique be used at will?
In his eyes, Ye Qinghan has always been synonymous with calmness, at least there has never been such a deviant scene.
Not to mention Ye Qiao, she just had to be honest and admit defeat, but she didn't and went up to do it with her sword.
The sword skills he drew out were more severe than Ye Qinghan's. The two sword skills were each stronger than the other, and Ye Qiao was even more heavyweight.
"It's just for fun." Ye Qiao shrugged.
It was indeed a competition, but the competition between them was tainted with personal grudges. Only Ye Qinghan and her were hurting each other throughout the process.
Song Hansheng's eyes wandered around, looking at the collapsed competition stage, and said lightly, "Haha, you sword cultivators are really interesting."
If a competition stage is destroyed after just one sparring session, this competition stage is also ill-fated.
"Stay, stay and pay." Elder Zhao couldn't wait to rush out and scold them, pointing at the enemy sect, "Especially you, Ye Qinghan!"