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Chapter 275 Familiar Taste

Elder Zhao had been staring at the Wenjian Sect group for a long time during the competition.

Today was an opportunity for him. After all, the Wenjian Sect had been the number one sect in the world of cultivation for several consecutive years. No matter how poor the sword cultivator was, there would definitely be spiritual stones to compensate.

Ye Qinghan looked very ugly, but he would not shirk his responsibility. The young man glanced at Ye Qiao coldly, bowed politely and nodded, "Yes."

Ye Qinghan was simply furious at Ye Qiao, otherwise he wouldn't have hit her with the Divine Transformation Sword Technique without considering the consequences.

"I really think she is not only coquettish, but also very reckless." Duan Hengdao smacked his tongue, "I never thought she could compete with Ye Qinghan."

Qin Huai was extremely glad that it was not them who came on stage to compete.

If they were the ones standing on the competition stage, and Ye Qiao manipulated her like this, their actions would only become more extreme. Qin Huai's cursor aroused by watching the show converged, and he whispered, "Don't mess with her in the future."

Otherwise, Ye Qinghan will end up losing his wife and losing his troops.

Ye Qinghan's internal injuries were serious, and it wasn't a big deal if he had the elixir. The Wenjian Sect was the first to take action, and this time it was the Changming Sect that made the first move.

The other three matters were not of their concern and they were all left alone. After watching the play, everyone stood up and left.

Ye Qinghan's knowledge made Elder Zhao's face soften, and he sneered twice, "You two are very powerful. Two sword techniques of the Divine Transformation Stage."

Ye Qinghan's was a sword technique inherited from the ancestor of the Wenjian Sect, and they still didn't know where Ye Qiao got it.

"I don't recommend that you use this sword technique when fighting the enemy. It is true that if you use it properly, it can kill the opponent instantly, but the disadvantage is that after using it, all the spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness will be drained."

"If you are not sure that it is used in absolute safety, all your aura and consciousness will be emptied, and you will just be at the mercy of others,"

Ye Qiao nodded, "I understand."

It is indeed dangerous to lose your spiritual energy.

But in terms of spiritual consciousness, Ye Qiao has been expanding since he broke through the Nascent Soul stage. After using that sword technique, his spiritual consciousness was not completely exhausted as the elder said.

This can only show that the width of her sea of ​​consciousness is at least far beyond the level of the sword art itself.

"Okay, let's do this for now. Since it was you two who ruined this place." Elder Zhao waved his hands, "Then just stay and clean it up."

With so many people around, I have to ask about other things in private.

Ye Qiao quickly wiped off all the dirt on his body, walked to his team, tilted his head and asked with a smile, "Are you happy? Friends?"

She was referring to the incident where Ye Qinghan was knocked away with a sword strike,

Mu Chongxi said sincerely: "I feel good."

Especially seeing Ye Qinghan deflated.

Still so ruthless.

Ye Qiao had wanted to give Ye Qinghan a beating for a long time, but she was not able to do it until today.

There were a lot of people in the Five Sects who couldn't stand Ye Qinghan, and the others would only sneer at him. She was the first one to dare to fight, and she got a lot of appreciative looks from her relatives.

"Don't you think it's strange that Ye Qiao's injuries were so minor during the fight between the two?" Elder Zhao nodded his chin on the way back. He was also worried at that time, fearing that Ye Qinghan would beat the person half to death without knowing the right measure.

As a result, he worried too much.

If Ye Qiao didn't beat Ye Qinghan to death, she would have stopped at the critical moment.

Elder Zhao is not a swordsman, but he has studied talisman pills and sword techniques, so he gives all kinds of mental skills classes on weekdays. Duan Yu can see this clearly, "That sword of hers

The moment the secret was struck, it swallowed up Ye Qinghan's body."

What Ye Qiao suffered was only the power of the aftermath. Mingxuan also put on a defensive talisman, so her injuries were minor at best.

The scene where the two of them were making sword moves at the same time really scared the people outside the venue.

Depending on how powerful it is, if the sword technique is not properly grasped and struck out at the right moment, someone may be killed.

"Ye Qiao and Ye Qinghan are really more conceited than the other." Duan Yu could see it clearly. Ye Qinghan still hesitated and weighed it, but Ye Qiao, the bastard, didn't even think about it. He held the Sword Intent in his hand and stepped on it.

Qingfeng takes action.

"To be precise, it's confidence." Qin Fanfan was pleased, "Facts have proved that they have a good grasp of it."

The Changming Sect was the most satisfied with the result of this competition. Not only did it win against the Wenjian Sect, but it also defeated Ye Qinghan. The outside world still doesn’t quite agree with the fact that the Changming Sect won the Wenjian Sect without hesitation and secured the first place in the competition. After all, the two sects are comparable in strength.

In comparison, Wenjian Sect is still stronger.

And the results of today's competition can completely shut up the conspiracy theory monks outside.

Both of them were in a good mood, but Xie Chuxue was still struggling with another matter, "Under the aftermath of her sword technique, it felt like the aura of the great avenue."

At first, he was not sure who had taught him the sword technique.

The performance of the Dragon Clan prince made Xie Chuxue have several guesses.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the young prince of the Dragon Clan is more inclined to talk to the Sword Sect this time, and even he only talks to Ye Qinghan.

Races like the dragon and phoenix tribes that are favored by heaven are called the ancient mythical beast tribe. They are naturally favored by heaven, and they naturally like those with great luck.

He noticed just now that the little prince of the Dragon Clan stayed at the competition ground in the back mountain, looking like he was either looking for Ye Qinghan or Ye Qiao.



The competition between the two geniuses developed into a game of grudges, and it was Ye Qiao who won in the end.

This kind of news is somewhat unexpected.

The masters of Wenjian Sect also had to admit that they were wrong from the beginning.

Why is he not proficient in using the sword, not proficient enough, and farts? This is obviously a good bud of swordsmanship.

The elder of the Wenjian Sect looked solemn, "If she can offset our ancestor's sword skills, I'm afraid she really is in tune with the will of heaven."

At first, I thought it was Xie Chuxue and the others who were talking nonsense. The Tao of the common people is inherently special. What happened was all fabricated by later generations. Who among the monks doesn’t want to have something to do with the Tao of Heaven?

If this is really the case, then the Changming Sect is very sure of its cooperation with the Dragon Clan this time.

"That old thief Qin Fanfan." He couldn't help but secretly hate him, "Where did he pick up his disciple from?"

"I heard that Mu Chongxi picked it up from the black market and brought it back to the Changming Sect."

The leader of Wenjian Sect looked coldly, "From tomorrow onwards, let the elders of the Six Peaks get up early to pick up disciples." If you can pick up the second Ye Qiao, you will make a lot of money.

For several days in the world of cultivation, the elders of Wenjian Sect could be seen wandering around the black market.

The monks who resold items on the black market thought that they had been too aggressive in reselling elixirs and talismans recently, which caused the elders of the Wenjian Sect to come to inspect and supervise them, frightening the nearby casual cultivators for a while.

Ye Qinghan was left to clean the battlefield. As Ye Qinghan's fanboy, Chu Xingzhi resolutely chose to stay. He took a broom and complained endlessly, "What are you doing, let our distinguished descendants sweep the floor? You guys

Is this the kind of treatment you get in Changming Sect?"

Mingxuan leaned slightly on the broom, lazily asking, "Why don't you sweep the floor?"

The five of them have to clean up the mess themselves every time they finish something.

The competition table was broken by Ye Qiao, but the four of them were also free laborers, so no one could stand alone.

Chu Xingzhi said confidently: "Just leave these to the handyman disciples. Why should we sweep them away? Your Changming Sect's rules are too loose."

Ye Qiao gave him a thumbs up, "As expected of the Wenjian Sect with strict rules."

The rules of each sect are different. The Changming Sect’s free-range model is also rare in the world of cultivation. It’s not the fault of the Changming Sect that it failed. Who made the Changming Sect count down time and time again? It has always worked hard and has never been surpassed.

Mu Chongxi wanted to go to Ye Qiao and ask her about the sword technique. He couldn't hide his thoughts in his eyes, and he swept the floor absent-mindedly. His voice was slightly lowered, "Elder brother, do you know whose sword technique belongs to my junior sister?"

?"

He is too curious.

It seems that there was no other inheritance given to my junior sister when I was in the place of inheritance.

Ming Xuan glanced at Mu Chongxi and said, "It was that time."

Mu Chongxi blinked, "Which time?"

"Stupid." Mingxuan took the opportunity to kick him. After getting his revenge, he kindly told this stupid Baitian, "God's blessing that time."

What about the free blessings given after promotion?

Su Zhuo even followed him once.

He rubbed it twice.

Each time is different. The rewards Mingxuan received were pretty good, so naturally Ye Qiao himself was not bad either.

Both sects were discussing the previous competition. Ye Qiao walked up to Xue Yu with a broom, sweeping the ground one after another, and began to ask questions, "Third senior brother, how do you use your spiritual consciousness to attack?"

Xue Yu's unexpected attack was particularly effective. Is it Dan Xiu's unique skill?

"It's very simple." Xue Yu glanced very seriously and told Ye Qiao, who didn't know anything about it, "Mobilize your sea of ​​consciousness and feel the width. The attack of your spiritual consciousness has a full range. In order not to hurt your fellow disciples,

This will test your ability to control your spiritual consciousness."

"Normally, I don't mind playing like this." He nodded his head, "If you meet someone stronger than you, you will become a fool."

Xue Yu only dared to use it when he was confident enough.

Except for Ye Qiao, there was almost no one taller than him on the competition stage.

Ye Qinghan was sweeping the floor seriously. It was his first time sweeping. This experience was unprecedented. Not only him, but also Zhou Xingyun. The two of them looked at a group of people chatting, gripped the broom tightly, and looked at each other.

He raised his face expressionlessly.

In an instant, dust flew up.

"Depend on."

The chattering crowd jumped up one after another. Ye Qiao sneezed and heard the senior brother's dull voice, "Come here and sweep the floor."

Stop nagging!!

The chat was forced to stop. Ye Qiao could only go back to the courtyard and ask Xue Yu again. In order to make room for them to compete, everyone left the back mountain. Now the back mountain was almost demolished. Halfway through sweeping the broom in her hand, she raised her head.

I saw the little prince hiding behind the rockery.

Ye Qiao held a broom in one hand. She was a little surprised and stretched out her hand, "Hi?"

"Is it the one from the Dragon Clan?" Mingxuan tilted his body and looked at him curiously.

Seeing that he was discovered, the little prince simply walked out openly. He ignored the others and walked straight towards Ye Qiao, "Is your name Ye Qiao?"

Ye Qiao nodded, wanting to see what he was going to do.

The little prince did not go to Ye Qinghan, but went straight to Ye Qiao as soon as everyone left.

He stared at her for a moment, thoughtfully: "The sword technique you just performed gave me a very familiar smell."


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