I saved the whole sect by playing badly

Can they beat this brat?

This is really hard to say.

Ye Qiao can beat the seventh elder to pieces and flee in panic, but what if the seventh elder himself is a waste?

Although unlikely.

But they only knew that the other party was in a good state, but they did not see the ability of the seventh elder. It could be said that the seventh elder was blocked from the formation before he even had time to show off.

It can be called an example of dying before leaving the battlefield.

Seeing that the situation had reached a stalemate, and with the mastermind being slaughtered, some monks already wanted to retreat.

As a result, I couldn't break through this field for a while, so I could only resist the field while anxiously trying to find a way out.

however.

Even the seven elders in the domain cannot escape, where can they run to?

"Everyone has come from afar." Ye Qiao said a few words, then raised his sword in front of him with a cold expression, "We don't care about right or wrong, who wants to fight?"

No one dared to answer easily.

They were very confused. Since they wanted to test her strength, there was no need for a group of people to go together, otherwise they would have to fight again.

The opponents are not only people from the Changming Sect, aren't the direct descendants of other sects human beings? Everyone looked like they were eyeballs. It didn't matter if they were really injured, but if they were to die, it would be a big deal.

It was really a fight to the death with the Five Sects.

But who is going to fight Ye Qiao?

At the moment, everyone was trying to shirk things back and forth.

"You go."

"I'm not going. Not going!"

"Fellow Daoist Lin, please!"

"No, no, no, Fellow Daoist Li should invite me first."

We are all monks. As the saying goes, a dead Taoist friend will never die a poor Taoist. At this juncture, everyone's thinking has never been clearer -

'Why do you think everyone around me is more damned than me? '

Why should they go first when the first bird is shot?

The seventh elder went first, but the result was still disappointing, wasn't it?

Seeing how they were giving in, some disciples who still couldn't figure out the current situation were still saying: "Ye Qiao, Ye Qiao, as long as you give the order, we will support you as the new sect leader."

They were all a little impatient.

Anyway, Qin Fanfan is not in the clan, so just treat him as dead. What's wrong with letting Ye Qiao be the clan leader?

"You are as careless and casual as ever." I don't know which venerable sneered coldly, but still supported the new sect master after giving an order?

Changming Sect has been a tradition for sword cultivators since ancient times.

What is Ye Qiao's occupation?

The ingredients are complex and have a little bit of everything, but if anything, she is still the best in swordsmanship, and her attainments in Talismans are not low. Being a sect leader is actually not impossible...

But those elder peak masters are not dead.

How could she, a brat, be the leader of the clan?

"None of your business." They yelled angrily on the spot.

The elder peak master had too much time to take care of himself and was tightly bound by the sect master's order.

The only ones who are not restricted by the sect leader's order are the disciples.

What happened to supporting Ye Qiao? After all, she is still a descendant of their sect.

Seeing their different expressions, no one was willing to take action. Ye Qiao laughed, turned around and asked the others, "Do you want to be on the headlines in the world of cultivation?"

Ye Qiao asked enthusiastically.

Qin Huai was thinking about it the most. He sharpened his knife and nodded repeatedly, "I think so."

Ye Qiao pointed downwards, "Crush them to pieces and I'll send you to the headlines."

The eyelids of the master of the Twelve Peaks jumped wildly.

Where is this?

The dojo of Changming Sect.

Do you fucking want to ruin your own sect?

"it is good."

Qin Huai agreed.

If they didn't take action, Ye Qiao did. The domain turned, and four spiritual swords sank into the group of monks. The situation changed during the turmoil, and the huge sword pressure exploded.

, with Ye Qiao taking the lead to take action without respecting martial ethics, and the others followed closely behind, no one should be tempted now, just fight to find out.

"Although the Seventh Elder is dead, he is not important. The spiritual weapon still exists in Kunlun Mountain."

Destroy this place, capture Ye Qiao, and rush to Kunlun Mountain. They can do it without the Seventh Elder.

"What fellow Taoist said is absolutely true."

They finally reached a consensus.

They all took out their magic weapons and planned to advance and retreat together. Now that they can't retreat even if they want to, they can only bite the bullet and fight. They can comfort themselves, but can a group of children turn the world upside down?

Qin Huai took the lead. He had already fought anyway and he didn't care if he offended a few more seniors.

Waves of hurricanes passed over everyone's eyes. When the Qinhuai River moved, there was no distinction between the enemy and ourselves, and the blowing made people feel uncomfortable.

Zhou Xingyun held the sword in his arms, and then drew out the spiritual sword.

The sword moves and the wind stops.

He lowered his eyes, the silver sword swept out, and the sword spirit appeared from it. The sword spirit and Zhou Xingyun were almost carved out of the same mold.

Although he looks slow, his actions are not slow at all, and he can take down his opponent in three or two strokes.

After Zhou Xingyun transformed into Duanchen, he decisively changed into a Hanguang shovel.

The Hanguang shovel was a level above the level, but even with such an innate spiritual weapon, it was helpless. Zhou Xingyun could make many mistakes, but if they made one mistake, their heads would definitely be cut off by the water-like flow of the knife.

Ye Qinghan didn't really want to take action.

But the two of them got on.

He thought about it and decided that he should go too.

At least it can't be compared.

Ye Qiao was even more ferocious when he entered the scene. He broke the sword in Elder Qiu's hand with a press of his sword, and thrust his head into the ground with a violent push.

Most of the people who came to participate in the battle were sword cultivators, and each one was better than the other. When she saw this, she also told them softly: "You like showing swords to others so much. Why don't I show you a sword in a while?"

She glanced at the location of Kunlun Mountain and sneered.

Within Kunshan.

Countless spiritual weapons were packed among them, and they clearly hoped that those spiritual weapons could take them to ascend.

Ye Qiao promised that this sword would be unforgettable for them all their lives.

The next elders who were caught by Ye Qiao were all thrown into the reincarnation formation to keep company with the old monk. They were elders of various sects, and it was not her turn to clean up the sect.

Ye Qiao hit an elder with one punch. She had no resistance in her hands. Those who were lucky were thrown into the reincarnation formation. Those who were unlucky, Ye Qiao didn't like him and stabbed him with a sword.

At this moment, she caught the elder and grabbed him. With dexterous movements, she landed behind Elder Qiu. She patted his shoulder suddenly, looked at the old man in front of her, and asked with a smile: "Elder Qiu, is it fun to commit murder in our sect? "

"You are brave!" Elder Qiu's face darkened. As an elder of Wenjian Sect, he naturally knew Ye Qiao.

Ye Qiao ignored him and used his sword as a fulcrum. He pushed down hard with his toes and hit him in the abdomen. He smiled and said, "Huh, take off."

During the transformation stage, he was easily thrown away by her like a sandbag, and the force of her foot was so strong that he kicked a bloody hole in his abdomen and rolled into the formation.

Xie Chuxue made a farewell and hurriedly rushed here to prepare for the end. Unexpectedly, she witnessed the whole process of a group of young people brutally beating the old senior.

He immediately laughed, and his many exclamations turned into a "Young man"