Chapter Forty-Seven: So Terrible?

“......”

Ying Jiaojiao blinked: the man's screams faintly in her ears made her feel familiar......

The voice...... Seems to have heard it somewhere. Ying Jiaojiao scratched her head and thought to herself.

"But where is it?" Ying Jiaojiao looked out the window: the vast sea of clouds wrapped the spirit boat, like a fairyland, which made people intoxicated.

Through the window, Ying Jiaojiao could see a round of red sun, foreign beasts could be seen passing through the clouds, and endless mountains could be seen. But you can't see it......

"Where the voice came from just now. The man's screams disappeared, and Ying Jiaojiao looked out the window, and couldn't help but sigh after the inquiry was fruitless.

"What's wrong with you?" Ye Qingyao couldn't help but ask suspiciously after hearing Ying Jiaojiao's sigh.

"It's okay, I just heard the man's screams...... I was a little curious, and I wanted to see where it came from. Ying Jiaojiao shook her head, and then said regretfully: "It's a pity that it seems to have disappeared now, and I heard ...... just now."

"Huh?" Ye Qingyao's eyes closed: Yu Zhaoyu on the sword was already unconscious, foaming at the mouth, looking hopeless.

"Hmm...... The speed of his flying sword is not fast, it is estimated that this speed can't even catch up with half of Xiao Ruoxue's flying sword. And then he ...... Not really?"

"My apprentice's body is too bad. Ye Qingyao didn't know what to say: she wanted to try to see if she could reach Xiao Ruoxue's speed at that time, but she found that she couldn't reach it......

"If you can't reach it, forget it. But you can't do it at this speed. Ye Qingyao closed her eyes and sensed, feeling the epilepsy on the sword, and she didn't forget to convulsions when she passed out......

"Let him twitch for a while. Ye Qingyao pursed her lips: Was he happy not sitting in front of the Zhenshan Sect just now? Then let him be happier now.

"I feel like he's ...... now Super happy?" Ye Qingyao felt that the energy of the sword carrying Yu Zhaoyu was about to be exhausted.

Ye Qingyao stretched out her left hand and took out a hairpin from her arms. Wrap your hair in a good way. The right hand sword trick has changed!

A blood-red sword light appeared under the white spirit boat, and swept towards Yu Zhaoyu's direction.

......

Yu Zhaoyu gradually regained consciousness, and his flight speed was slowly slowing down.

"I went...... My master...... Are you so good?" Yu Zhaoyu was sure in his heart: the suffering he suffered must be his master to rectify himself......

"How could it be so coincidental? And this cold thing underneath you. The dizziness in Yu Zhaoyu's mind gradually subsided. His hands trembled and he reached underneath him.

"It's clearly a sword made of sword intent...... Yu Zhaoyu's face showed a wry smile: he can't do this, and the old sect master of Zhenshan Sect can't do this.

I saw this kind of sword in a person......

"That's my own teacher. Yu Zhaoyu turned over and sat up, looking at the vast sea of clouds around him, and he didn't know what to say.

"Where is this...... Yu Zhaoyu squinted his eyes and looked around: Zhenshan Sect didn't know where it was, and even the white spirit boat piloted by Ying Jiaojiao had disappeared without a trace.

"Yourself...... Are you still in the Xuanyuan Mountain Range?" Yu Zhaoyu now had the illusion that he might have left the border of the Xuanyuan Mountain Range now.

"If I didn't know that the border of the Xuanyuan Mountain Range was guarded...... I really thought I was out. "Yu Zhaoyu is now a little skeptical about life.

Because the speed was too fast just now, my brain is now blank, and my ability to distinguish things has been greatly weakened......

"It's good that it's going to stop soon. Yu Zhaoyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he froze on the sword.

"Stopped...... What should I do? The sword is not a flying sword, it stops or disappears......"

Just when Yu Zhaoyu was secretly distressed, the last thing Yu Zhaoyu wanted to see happened.

The sword beneath him didn't stop...... It's gone.

“......”

Yu Zhaoyu: This is only one thought in his mind.

"Master...... What are you doing? Are you trying to scare me to death? You can't ......."

"Do you want your apprentice to live well......? Is it really good?"

"It's not as good as just now, fainting. I didn't feel anything anyway. ”

At the moment when the sword light under Yu Zhaoyu disappeared, a blood-red sword light suddenly appeared from behind Yu Zhaoyu, carrying Yu Zhaoyu towards the distance at a faster speed.

“......”

If Yu Zhaoyu knew that the sword would disappear, it would become like this......

He probably wouldn't have thought that in his heart.

He's probably going to ......

Anyway, he didn't dare to scold Ye Qingyao, he still wanted to live happily.

But now......

Once again, he passed out and slept peacefully. Except for facial expressions and shaking of limbs.

Fortunately, he fainted, otherwise Yu Zhaoyu would probably have left a shadow for a lifetime.

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"There shouldn't be any problems. Ye Qingyao muttered in a low voice. The eyes opened, and the two stars in my head stopped moving.

She suddenly noticed something interesting.

Even if you don't need to release your momentum, you can also raise your cultivation to the peak of the Nine Realms.

The words of the Venerable Realm...... It is still necessary to put the phantom in the back of the mind before it can be achieved.

However, this is not necessarily the case with the peak of the Nine Realms.

The realm cultivation that was revealed was the Four Realms Condensing Soul, but the divine power that was displayed was the divine power of the peak of the Nine Realms.

In this case...... Isn't it a sure win to participate in the first big game?

"I don't panic at all when I meet the disciples of the Wuji Dao Palace...... Ye Qingyao blinked, and asked Ying Jiaojiao next to her: "Jiaojiao, what is the realm of the champion in the last sect disciple war?"

"Nine realms...... However, it is estimated that it should be a respectful realm cultivation now. When Ying Jiaojiao said this, she couldn't help but look solemn: "Back then, that disciple used to cultivate in the Guiyi Realm to kill a strong person in the Venerable Realm, and he was a rare powerhouse in the entire Xuanyuan Mountain Range. ”

“......”

Ye Qingyao opened her mouth and asked suspiciously, "Jiaojiao, are you sure this is a sect disciple?"

"Yes, it's a disciple. Ying Jiaojiao smiled bitterly, touched her nose, and said helplessly: "At that time, there was still an image of him killing the powerhouse of the Venerable Realm...... At that time, the face of the sect master was a little unnatural. ”

“......”

"Image?Sect Master's face is a little unnatural?" Ye Qingyao tightened her clothes, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous......

"Shouldn't he have killed a Venerable Realm monk like himself, and suddenly felt a little panicked......

"Shouldn't I be hammered...... Wouldn't you be able to beat the disciples of other sects?"

"Xuanyuan Mountain Range...... So scary?"