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Chapter 401: Demon Sect Disciple's Advantage

Yang Qiming didn't expect that Qinghui of the Five Poison Sect not only had great strength, but also reacted and acted very fast, seeing Qinghui's feet kicking in a row, if he was kicked in the chest, he would probably be defeated.

Now I can't care about the face of the master, I saw Yang Qiming kicking back six or seven steps, and then the real power of the whole body was poured into the divine sword, and the ghost head demon knife that was still pressed on the divine sword was shaken away.

Although Qinghui was shaken open, he counterattacked again from mid-air almost instantly, a ghost head demon knife was played in his hand, and the black qi of the Dao was stirred out from the blade of the ghost head demon knife, and each black gas formed a fierce ghost and fierce spirit, and there were dozens of fierce ghosts and fierce spirits, rotating around Yang Qiming, sneaking up from all directions from time to time, making Yang Qiming a little stretched.

Buddhism cultivates the mind, Taoism cultivates, and the devil cultivates the body.

This Qinghui is obviously a disciple of a master, guided by a famous teacher, and knows that in the same realm, the physical aspect of the righteous path is far inferior to the Holy Sect exercises, so Qinghui does not fight with Yang Qiming at the beginning, but uses the momentum of thunder, melee hand-to-hand combat, and crushes the opponent's disadvantage with his own advantages.

Although the melee body method of the Lingxiao faction is also very mysterious, it is too far away from the nine palaces and eight steps of the Cangyun Gate, if it is Ye Xiaochuan to cast an invisible phantom, Qinghui's melee combat is to find death, but the Lingxiao faction's body method is not a strong point, Yang Qiming feels that he is in a situation of being passively beaten everywhere, and he wants to fight back against the other party several times, but because his body method and speed can't keep up, he is forced to be forced by Qinghui's sword light every time.

What gave Yang Qiming the most headache was that the dozens of fierce spirits released from the ghost head demon knife, if it was on weekdays, he would naturally not be afraid of these fierce spirits with his own Taoism, but now he is fighting with Qinghui, who is not on par with himself, and the use of these dozens of fierce spirits is highlighted, and they are disturbed from the side from time to time, although Yang Qiming has cut down seven or eight with a fairy sword, but the other fierce spirits have long been controlled by Qinghui, and they don't have any fear at all, and they still rush from the side from time to time.

This is the reason why the Demon Sect can quickly recover its vitality every time it is surrounded and suppressed by the righteous path, and under the great injury of vitality.

As long as they can improve their cultivation, as long as they can increase their combat effectiveness, they can sacrifice yin spirits, absorb souls, and even kill people and suck blood, which is not tolerated by heaven and earth, they often do it.

The Five Poison Sect has risen rapidly in just a few hundred years, and the strength of the Five Poison Sect is enough to be one of the six major sects of the Demon Sect, but it was strongly opposed by the Yin Spirit Sect and the Blood Soul Sect of the Ghost Sect, and this is still in suspense. Judging from today's trend, it is only a matter of time before the Five Poison Sect replaces the Ghost Xuanzong as one of the six major sects of the Demon Sect.

However, it is unlikely that Qinghui wants to defeat Yang Qiming easily, although he has an advantage, Yang Qiming is not a vegetarian, no matter how Qinghui attacks, he has not broken through Yang Qiming's defensive sword circle, and it is difficult for the two sides to distinguish the winner for a while.

The disciples on the side of the Demon Sect, seeing that Qinghui had the upper hand, almost everyone went crazy, shook their heads, raised their arms high, and shouted loudly in their mouths.

Seeing that the disciples of the Demon Sect were arrogant, the disciples of the Righteous Path couldn't bear it anymore, under the leadership of a few female disciples with loud voices, the people on the side of the Righteous Path were united, and the momentum gradually covered the disciples of the Demon Sect opposite.

Ye Xiaochuan couldn't close his mouth with a smile now, so he didn't care about whether the righteous path would lose this competition, he was more concerned about silver.

Zhengdao bet 6,000 taels, and Yang Qiming, who bought them all, won. The Demon Sect bet about 3,000 taels, and all of them were bought to win in Qinghui. Although Ye Xiaochuan's Taoism is not too high, after all, he has cultivated two volumes of classic heavenly books, and his vision is still relatively vicious, and he can see at a glance before the competition that Qinghui's winning chance is relatively high.

As long as Qinghui wins, he will earn three thousand taels, according to the prior agreement, Baili Kite accounts for one percent of the shares, Xiaochi accounts for one percent, Yang Quanyong and a few of their friends account for forty percent, and they alone occupy forty percent, that is, one thousand two hundred taels of snowflake silver, and this money is earned too fast.

It's just that now blatantly cheering for Qinghui will definitely be killed by the righteous chivalrous fairies next to him, so Ye Xiaochuan shouted Yang Qiming's words of cheering, and he made a fortune by stealing joy in his heart.

Except for Xiaochi, there are no fools among these shareholders, and seeing Baili Kite cheering for Yang Qiming with joy, you can know that this guy has the same mind as Ye Xiaochuan, cheering for Yang Qiming on his face, but when he saw that Yang Qiming was almost unable to lift his sword to fight back when he was pressed by Qinghui, his heart was already happy.

While waving his hand to cheer, he also complained about why Ye Xiaochuan wanted to collect the bet from the Demon Sect, if he didn't accept it, he would be able to eat all the six thousand taels on the side of the righteous path, but now half of them are alive.

Ye Xiaochuan was too lazy to take care of this greedy and black-hearted and brainless woman, and he didn't bother to take care of the idiot who was jumping up and down to cheer for Qinghui, but he was attacked by countless righteous gentlemen next to him who were angry and white-eyed little fox demons, and he felt that these two women had gone crazy.

It was only half an hour after the beginning, and the first battle in the No. 4 ring had already ended, and the two unlucky Xuantian Sect disciples crackled and played hundreds of moves in the ring, feeling that it was not interesting, and the one who was the junior brother reluctantly abandoned the sword and admitted defeat, and was despised by countless people, among which the Demon Sect was the most despised by the people, and they also raised their middle fingers at the No. 4 ring in unison.

In order to preserve strength, it is generally the unlucky disciple who cultivates to be lower to admit defeat, and let the brother and sister of the same sect with higher strength be promoted, which is the custom.

The No. 4 ring was the first to end, which was like a good start, and the No. 5 ring next door suddenly shone brightly, attracting Ye Xiaochuan's eyes from afar.

Seeing that in the middle of the No. 5 ring, there were all men and women using fairy sword magic weapons, fighting fiercely in the air, and the gorgeous sword qi was like fireworks blooming in the air, very beautiful and moving, and then the fairy who was not so beautiful and moving was defeated, and then squatted on the ring to hide his face and cry.

In the No. 8 ring, Yang Qiming couldn't hold it anymore, melee combat was really not his forte, the hateful demon sect demon refused to fight with him, and he vigorously brandished the ghost head demon knife and slashed at himself, as well as those hateful spirits, they were really annoying like flies.

The black qi in the ring has become heavier and heavier, and the fairy sword in Yang Qiming's hand has gradually been suppressed by the black qi, he knows that if he continues like this, he must lose, so he gritted his teeth and watched Qinghui's sword light flash again, he fought for the danger of being cut down, and his body rose from the ground.