Chapter Thirty-Nine: Preparation!

"If I save Yu Zhaoyu, I may dislike my master. Ying Jiaojiao thought secretly, not noticing that the wall in front of her began to loosen, and the body of the man in black began to sway.

"So it's better not to save it. Ying Jiaojiao looked at Yu Zhaoyu's back and thought in a daze.

The sound ......of something falling off sounded in her ears, Ying Jiaojiao was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt a sinking behind her......

The wall fell off, and the body of the man in black fell from the wall, and Ying Jiaojiao was crushed underneath.

“......”

Ying Jiaojiao was submerged by the man in black and the spirit bricks that had fallen off, leaving only one jade hand exposed.

Seeing this scene happening, Ye Qingyao couldn't help but feel embarrassed: "Originally, she just wanted to teach Yu Zhaoyu a lesson, but she didn't expect that even Ying Jiaojiao would be implicated...... I didn't mean to, it was just an accident. ”

"But it doesn't seem like anything...... Anyway, the pressure can't be crushed. ”

But she is also her own apprentice. Ye Qingyao blinked, waved her hand lightly, and the phantom behind her head vibrate. As Ye Qingyao's index finger tapped the void, a sword light appeared on Ye Qingyao's fingertips.

A sword to kill immortals and break the vastness!

The sword light on the fingertips skyrocketed, and circles of ripples appeared at the sword light. A sword intent emanated from Ye Qingyao's fingertips.

The sword burst out in the direction of Ying Jiaojiao, and in an instant, it reached the place where Ying Jiaojiao was buried.

The characteristic of the Zhuxian Sword is that it is fast, and the true meaning of the Zhuxian Sword is to penetrate the void.

Whether it was the Zhuxian Sword Technique used by Ye Qingyao at the peak of the Nine Realms, or the Zhuxian Sword Technique used by the Venerable Realm cultivator now, they could not penetrate the void.

Therefore, Ye Qingyao can only use part of the power of the Immortal Swordsmanship, which is the only way to show the full form of this style when he cultivates it, and he can't cultivate to have flaws in that kind of artistic conception and swordsmanship.

If you meet a monk with a high cultivation, Ye Qingyao's swordsmanship is full of flaws.

This is also because Ye Qingyao's time to learn this style of swordsmanship is relatively short, and many of the tricks of swordsmanship have not been taught to her. Although Dao Xuan used Ye Qingyao's body to perform this style of sword technique at that time, first, the time was relatively short, and he didn't know much about the inner meaning and the essence of swordsmanship, and second, the love Dao stars in his mind were just imitation rather than learning, and imitation was just in vain. Only sword moves, not swordsmanship.

But...... Playing seven, seven, eight, eight, but there is no problem at all.

At the moment when the sword and Ying Jiaojiao's burial place collided, Ye Qingyao's lips opened slightly, and a character spit out from Ye Qingyao's mouth.

"Boom!"

As soon as Ye Qingyao's words fell, the sword light exploded instantly, and the sword intent swept towards the surroundings in a rage.

Say what you say, and break through tens of millions of machines in one word!

Ye Qingyao held her right hand weakly, and the sword light that spread towards the surroundings suddenly stopped, turning into a small sword and began to clean up the foreign objects accumulated on her body for Ying Jiaojiao.

Spiritual power outline, subtle manipulation.

"This mastery of the subtleties...... It's as if I would have been, or somewhere I've seen it. Ye Qingyao's eyes flickered, and she began to think about where she had seen ......

"I don't seem to have any impression at all. Ye Qingyao thought for a moment, and finally revealed a strange expression: ...... in her mind It seems that there is no impression of subtle manipulation at all.

"What's going on?" Ye Qingyao frowned slightly, and searched all the memories in her brain...... Didn't find it either.

"It's as if this memory doesn't exist. Ye Qingyao muttered. This feeling of being ungraspable...... It made her very uneasy.

"Forget it, if you can't find it, you can't find it. Ye Qingyao shook her head helplessly, she didn't care very much about tracing back to her roots, because this matter was not particularly important to her.

For things that are not particularly important, Ye Qingyao has always pursued the principle of "doing what you can do, and finding a way to do it if you can't do it".

Now that Dao Xuan is not around, he can't be himself, so he won't do it.

Because this kind of thing has no direct stake for you.

But...... If it's related to oneself or one's lifelong happiness, it's different.

It's like a void......

Ahem, ahem, Dao Xuan is naturally different.

Of course, Dao Xuan should be treated specially.

"But I haven't met Daoxu yet...... If you talk about meeting with the Dao Void Ontology, this should be the third time. Ye Qingyao muttered to herself, looking at the open space in front of her in a daze, stunned.

"Dao Xu, you of the essence...... Is it still the same as a clone?" Ye Qingyao sighed lightly, revealing a hint of loneliness in her expression.

"I'm looking forward to seeing you in my body......"

......

In fact, Ye Qingyao has also felt this subtlety.

It's just forgotten by her......

......

Ye Qingyao looked at the eight disciples in front of him with a serious face, and couldn't help but ask, "Zhenshan Sect is you...... Eight disciples?"

"It's nine disciples, Master. Ying Jiaojiao corrected her mistakes: "And Brother Hui, who was knocked out by you......"

"You mean that black-clothed disciple. Ye Qingyao suddenly understood what Ying Jiaojiao meant, nodded and said, "He was knocked out by me, what's wrong?"

"That's what I mean...... Our Zhenshan Sect is such a small person. Ying Jiaojiao felt that she couldn't talk anymore: the number of disciples of her Zhenshan Sect ...... It's really pitiful.

"The disciples of other sects are hundreds, if not thousands. That is, its own sect...... The disciples turned out to be single digits, and even the sect master elders could barely pass two digits. Ying Jiaojiao couldn't bear to compare any more.

"People are more popular than people, not just people...... The same is true for sects, there is no harm without comparison. Ying Jiaojiao now understands the true meaning of this sentence.