The atmosphere froze for a few seconds, and the people in the audience were still immersed in the competition between Ye Qiao and Ye Qinghan.
The expressions of the other four people who were originally planning to congratulate Ye Qiao froze and turned to look at the elder who spoke.
"Uh huh huh???" Mingxuan thought he was deaf, "Elder? What are you talking about?"
"You all stay." Seeing that each of them seemed unconvinced, the elder said calmly, "There is a team competition, and the five sects of you will compete together."
Ye Qiao held her stomach and calmed down, feeling that she would die on the spot in the next second.
When she was playing, no one said there would be a team match, and what is a team match? Isn't it just the same as a melee?
Perhaps he could see the expressions on a few people's faces as if their parents had died. The elder added: "The winning sect can get extra points."
Points...
Ye Qiao: "Then I'll bear with it."
During a team match, Ye Qiao and Xue Yu put the Spiritual Recovery Pill into their mouths together, frantically replenishing the consumed spiritual energy, and scolded Ye Qinghan for his lack of integrity.
It really hurts to hit someone! Every move is aimed at the person's vitals.
After hearing her scolding of Ye Qinghan, Xue Yu said, "Although, little junior sister, you hit him hard enough." Ye Qiao struck quickly and accurately at that time, not much better than Ye Qinghan, the two of them were evenly matched at best.
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"Let's decide quickly later." Xue Yu's stomach hurt a little. He really couldn't figure out how Xie Chuxue came up with this method.
Don't tell me, it works.
In terms of combat effectiveness, only the Wenjian Sect of the Changming Sect can compete. As the saying goes, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes.
The nephews are all in high spirits.
"Do you believe it or not, our Chang Ming Sect was the first to end and win this melee?" Old God Xie Chuxue was sitting there, touching his chin, eyes curled up, quite interested.
"Your Chang Ming Sect isn't that strong yet, is it?" an elder retorted.
Since it was a melee, did he think the other sects were dead?
The competition stage was destroyed, but the venue is still very large. If there is no competition stage, then we can play directly on the field. The interweaving of various sect uniforms is also a kind of beauty. Each of them stands in a certain range. The light blue Yue Qing sect, and
Song Hansheng is the most beautiful person in the capital, the white Wenjian Sect, and all of them are standing in a group of upright little white poplars.
Among the four female disciples of the green competition sect, Liu Yun is the only one who is male.
The five male disciples of the Chengfeng Sect gathered together to be eye-catching.
The one with the strangest style of painting is Chang Mingzong, with five people squatting on the ground in unison, and I don’t know what’s going on.
Ye Qiao: "When does the competition start?"
If they don't start, they will go crazy.
Xie Chuxue is really poisonous. Xue Yu said in a gentle and gentle manner, "Hurry up and start, otherwise you will see tomorrow that the Changming clan members died in the competition."
"..." Is it so serious?
But when he saw that the faces of several other people were a little distorted, it was indeed quite serious, and the person in charge was so frightened that he quickly nodded.
As the competition started, the other four sects had not yet made any move. Ye Qiao clenched the bamboo shoot in his hand and rushed forward.
"Eh?"
Miaomiao was stunned for a moment.
No, don't you want to discuss tactics?
Generally speaking, the Changming Sect is the most wretched one. Why are these people acting crazy today? They don't pay attention to any strategy and just hit people when they see them.
This sudden change in style caught the other sects off guard, because the Changming Sect took the lead in launching the attack, and the other direct disciples also quickly dispersed, grabbing their natal magic weapons.
"Ahhhh, hurry up!!" Mingxuan shook the talisman in his hand wildly.
They have to go to the toilet.
Mu Chongxi clenched the Morning and Night Sword in his hand. Perhaps the sword spirit itself sensed the master's urgency and increased its power. Countless sword lights flickered. It had never been so urgent when fighting Qin Huai.
The five people came out of the village like a mad dog, with Zhou Xingyun as the leader, frightening all the other sects to tremble.
"Ah ah ah ah we didn't offend them, right?" Zhu Youdong hid in Tibet.
Their eldest brother was blown up by her! Why did she chase them and chop them down?
Chu Xingzhi secretly scolded him.
Is this Mu Chongxi crazy? Is it amazing that the spirit sword has transformed? He is so rampant.
Several people from the Chengfeng Sect were still struggling at the beginning. Duan Hengdao said: "Ye Qiao, where is our love in the same belly?"
She remained silent and her hands became even more ruthless.
Duan Hengdao's defensive magic weapon was broken into pieces one after another. The young man knocked the magic weapon lightly with his backhand, and his consciousness suddenly swayed. Ye Qiao's movements were slightly stagnant. If her consciousness would still be affected in the golden elixir stage, it would now be equivalent to
In the Nascent Soul stage, this has no effect on her.
Ye Qiao woke up immediately and knocked Duan Hengdao to the ground without any emotion.
After Duan Hengdao was swept out of the field, he felt that his waist was about to be broken. He couldn't help but murmured: "Are you crazy? This is..."
Song Hansheng was a little confused by this whole chaotic melee.
You know, Ye Qinghan can't even defeat Ye Qiao, let alone those from other sects, and Zhou Xingyun's sword wind is even more merciless, knocking off several of them in a row, leaving no grass growing wherever they go.
The so-called melee is of course the eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing his magical powers.
If you can get points, you must get them.
Thanks to Ye Qiao's original guidance, all the alchemy cultivators hid in the alchemy furnace and shivered.
Liu Yun: "...scared."
Miaomiao shrank from the alchemy furnace and took the opportunity to check on the other sects who were being chased and beaten by the Changming Sect, and advised, "If you meet the Changming Sect, just accept it."
Seeing the wretched Bishui Sect disciples huddled under the alchemy furnace, Chu Xingzhi scolded them for not sharing the spirit of sharing joys and sorrows.
"Then why don't you admit defeat?"
Miaomiao said plausibly: “We want to get points!
nonsense.
So don't they want to take it?
Alchemy cultivator and Fu cultivator have different fields, and they are not good at fighting this kind of melee, especially the position of Yue Qingzong is closely watched by Ye Qiao and others.
Even if Song Hansheng found a chance to make a sneak attack, he wouldn't be able to do so.
"Are you sick of keeping staring at my position?" The formation was destroyed again, and Song Hansheng went a little crazy.
Ye Qiao crushed his unformed formation with one swift kick. Knowing that Song Hansheng had a defensive talisman, the shuriken suddenly withdrew its strength and reached out to grab Song Hansheng's clothes. Under the young man's somewhat astonished eyes, he decisively and violently threw him out.
Inside.
Song Hansheng almost fell to the ground. He put his hands on the ground and couldn't help but cursed, "Is Ye Qiao finally crazy?"
Duan Hengdao held his waist that was almost broken by the kick and nodded in approval.
Those who were weak in close combat were quickly eliminated, and those who remained were the swordsmen who could fight in groups. The other sects were more or less hesitant to use their full strength because they had individual competitions to come.
Mingzong no longer had these scruples.ωωw..net
They don't rely on teams or tactics, and they pass the levels completely violently.