Ye Qin gasped, no wonder Zhao Qiankun and the others dared to be so arrogant, so they left the patrol range of the mountain guards of the Qingdan Mountain Range, and intercepted their way, Zhao Qiankun's reliance was on this magic weapon.

You must know that under normal circumstances, eight Tsing Yi disciples still have a chance of winning against seven blue Yi disciples with the same cultivation. However, almost all of the seven blue-clothed disciples carried high-level spiritual weapons, which directly made the Qingyi disciples fall to the upper hand. As soon as Zhao Qiankun's magic weapon came out, with the power of this magic weapon, the disciples in Tsing Yi had no chance of winning.

Ye Qin quickly looked at the three Tsing Yi classmates and the senior sisters and sisters, they had already changed color in shock, lost their fighting spirit, and their eyes showed a sense of retreat. In this case, not to mention winning against Zhao Qiankun and others, even self-protection may be a problem.

In this case, it was naturally impossible for Ye Qin to stand in the way. He glanced around quickly, looking for a way to escape so as not to be intercepted. He soon noticed that the three male disciples in Tsing Yi and the four junior sisters were all secretly probing around, but they were afraid that they also had the intention of waiting for an opportunity to escape, which was surprisingly tacit at this point.

"Haha, how are you thinking about it? A few junior sisters handed over the snow silk armor by themselves, so that I wouldn't do it. Otherwise, this baby is not a joke, it is very powerful, and I can't control it, in case it is accidentally injured, and the broken arm and leg are missing, don't blame the senior brother I didn't remind it. ”

Zhao Qiankun held the small flying sword with one hand and shouted proudly, "As for the other waste junior disciples, just leave one of the best spiritual weapons." My surname is Zhao, and I have always been generous, and I will not do anything to kill everything. ”

Several blue-clothed disciples boasted endlessly about their senior brother, and they glanced at each other, a little helpless.

"Let's go!"

Suddenly, I don't know who burst into a shout, and the eight people immediately turned into eight swift shadows and scattered in the direction of the Qingdan Mountain Range. If you can meet the mountain patrol team of Qingdanmen, you may have a chance to escape.

"Fuck, a bunch of cowards, running away!"

Zhao Qiankun was showing off his magic weapon, he was stunned for a moment, scolded loudly, and immediately flew down the boulder and chased after the other blue-clothed disciples. "That snow summer, I'll chase it. A few of you, go after the other women and men, and whoever grabs the spiritual weapon will use it. Don't worry about sect punishment, after we build the foundation, who dares to accuse us. ”

"Okay, Senior Brother Zhao. ”

All the blue-clothed disciples were extremely excited, if each of them could grab a good spiritual weapon, they would undoubtedly be more confident in this cave trial.

Ye Qin stepped down a little and rushed towards the southwest. But he soon realized that something was wrong, and there was no one chasing him behind him. Looking back, he immediately understood. Zhao Qiankun and they asked for snow silk armor, and the four junior sisters were their targets. And the three male disciples in green clothes have been standing in front, exposing the biggest target, and those disciples in blue have targeted them. There are eight Tsing Yi disciples on his side, while Zhao Qiankun only has seven blue Yi disciples. Fleeing in eight directions, he happened to be the one who was left behind. Of the remaining seven people, Zhao Qiankun caught up with one at most, and this one who was caught up was almost certainly defeated. Whether the remaining six people can escape or not depends on luck.

Ye Qin glanced back, and just in time to see Xue Xia and Zhao Qiankun scurrying hundreds of zhang away

A moment later, the crowd had already dispersed and fled.

In a mountainous and rocky forest.

Xue Xia looked panicked and quickly shuttled through the chaotic stone forest, dodging the chase of a blue sword several inches long behind her. For disciples in the Qi refining period, the most domineering and hateful thing about magic weapons is that they can attack from afar and defend at close range.

The spirit sword in her hand couldn't attack Zhao Qiankun at all, but Zhao Qiankun could easily attack her with a flying sword.

Zhao Qiankun chased after him a few feet away, desperately chasing after him, while using his swordsmanship, he controlled the blue sword and stared at Xue Xia tightly. Although his speed couldn't catch up with Xue Xia at once, this flying sword was extremely fast, biting Xue Xia to death.

What they didn't notice, though.

Low in the sky behind them, a faint snow-winged shadow flew by, silent, and the aura emitted was extremely weak.

Ye Qin's cultivation of the "Sitting and Forgetting Sutra" automatically converges the breath released from the outside, and the effect is a few points stronger than the breathing technique. If the two of them didn't look back, they would almost never have noticed. Unless you are a foundation building monk, you may be keenly aware of the wrong.

Ye Qin followed behind unhurriedly, naturally relying on something. The pair of huge snow wings behind him is his biggest capital. This superb spiritual artifact can be called a quasi-magic weapon, and it naturally has its own uniqueness.

Although he couldn't kill Zhao Qiankun with this flying spirit weapon, as long as he flew high in the sky and got out of the attack range, this Zhao Qiankun could only stare dryly, helpless. Unless Zhao Qiankun also has a flying spirit weapon in his hand - but it may not be a big surname, if Zhao Qiankun has this thing, he is afraid that he will take it out and hunt down a few of them early.

It was precisely because of this consideration that Ye Qin dared to follow behind the two. Zhao Qiankun and the others wanted to snatch a few defensive spiritual weapons so that they could be more confident in the cave trial and capture the Zhuji Dan. He didn't have that idea.

In order to snatch the spirit stone, this cave must be extremely bloody, and the fight between various sects is indispensable.

If he could snatch this attacking magic weapon from Zhao Qiankun's hand before entering the cave, then in this cave trial, even if he accidentally met the high-level disciples of the various sects with magic weapons, he would at least have the power to protect himself, and he would not become a stepping stone to die at the slightest touch.

It is much easier to deal with Zhao Qiankun, a half-high-level disciple of the sect, than to deal with those really powerful high-level disciples.

Ye Qin was still unclear about the power of the flying sword magic weapon, and he was a little jealous in his heart, so he followed the safe distance behind dozens of zhang to observe. As for whether to make a move, you can only act at the opportunity to see if this flying sword has weaknesses.

How long Xue Xia can support Zhao Qiankun's hands is not in his consideration. It's not that he's ruthless. After all, there are 8,000 disciples in the Qi refining period of the Qingdan Sect, and no one will give their own surname to a fellow disciple who has just met a few times. He won't. If it was another fellow disciple, if he saw him being chased and killed by a high-ranking monk, if he was not sure, he would not rush to the rescue.

"Senior Sister Xue, I know that the best piece of snow silk armor must be with you. It's probably right on you. Hand it over, I don't want my sister to be stabbed through a hole with a flying sword with it. ”

Zhao Qiankun shouted excitedly while controlling the flying sword, and there were some silver and unbearable eyes flashing in his eyes.

Ye Qin was a little puzzled. From the beginning to the present, Zhao Qiankun just shouted and threatened them with magic weapons, but he didn't just talk about it, but he didn't really attack.

Ye Qin didn't think that Zhao Qiankun couldn't use this magic weapon, but just pretended. After all, Zhao Qiankun was going to participate in the cave trial, and if he didn't have a few brushes, he wouldn't dare to die. But Zhao Qiankun would rather export threats over and over again, and never use this flying sword, for fear that this flying sword would be limited.

"Dreaming, this snow silk armor was woven by collecting the best silk after I spent ten years of painstaking efforts. Even if you kill me, you won't be able to imagine it. Xue Xia carried a three-foot-long crystal sword, did not stop at all, and turned around and stared at Zhao Qiankun with hatred. In his right hand, a blue water arrow struck behind him.

Zhao Qiankun had a protective shield on his body, and he was not afraid of this weak water arrow at all, and he blocked the attack of the water arrow. This water arrow couldn't break through the protective shield, but it slowed down Zhao Qiankun's speed.

"Then don't blame me for being a killer. Up--!"

With a burst of shouts, Zhao Qiankun's face sank, his mana was output with all his strength, and the blue sword spat violently, and the Xuanyin Sword, which was only a few inches long, immediately grew into a short sword nearly a foot long. Immediately slashed at Xue Xia with a sword. Under the control of the sword, the flying sword can be long or short with the input of mana, the shortest is a few inches, and the longest is a few zhang.

Zhao Qiankun's cultivation was at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Period, and he couldn't exert the power of this flying sword, at most, it only made it rise to a foot long, and it was about one-tenth of its power, which was already quite difficult.

However, this one-foot flying sword is powerful enough.

Ye Qin, who was dozens of zhang away, could also feel the power of that sword......

Xue Xia immediately felt a piercing sword power coming from behind her, her expression was shocked, and she didn't care about reserving any more means, and crushed an earth escape talisman in her hand. Whoosh, burrowed into the ground and disappeared to avoid the fatal slash.

"Boom!" The flying sword passed through the phantom of Xue Xia and hit a huge stone pillar several feet high in the stone forest, shattering the entire stone pillar and bursting open.

With a move of his hand, Zhao Qiankun withdrew the flying sword that had been reshrunk by a few inches, and suddenly showed a look of annoyance, looking around, to find out where Xue Xia had gone.

Every attack of the magic weapon consumes extremely mana, even if he is a cultivator of the ninth layer of the Qi refining period, he is not willing to use too much, so as not to deplete his mana too quickly, and before he has killed the opponent, he will first exhaust his mana.

In a few breaths, Xue Xia came out of the stone forest dozens of feet away and rushed away into the distance.

"Hmph, don't eat and drink for toasting, I want to see how many Earth Escape Talismans you can use, Senior Sister Xue!" Zhao Qiankun sneered, stomped on his feet, flew in pursuit, and no longer kept it, the flying sword in his hand turned into a blue rainbow again, and struck towards Xue Xia.

"Go!"

The flying sword is too fast and too flexible.

Xue Xia couldn't dodge a few flying movements in a row, and the sword qi reached his back, his delicate face changed miserably, and he hurriedly swung the crystal sword in front of his chest. At the same time, her right hand pinched, "Water Wall Technique, get up!", and with her coquettish shout, a huge blue water curtain blocked between her and the flying sword.

"Poof!" The flying sword stabbed into the water curtain. The water curtain looked quite powerful, but it couldn't stop the trend of the flying sword at all, and it was pierced all at once.

"Bell, bell"

In the blink of an eye, the lower-grade water-based spirit weapon crystal sword that Xue Xia was protecting in front of him was intensively hit on the sword body by the flying sword. The spirit sword and the magic sword collided violently, and the light flickered. The spirit sword broke inch by inch in an instant, shattering into dozens of crystal fragments.

The flying sword broke the crystal sword, and the remaining momentum was still not gone, hitting Xue Xia's body, "Bang!" Her simple green shirt suddenly turned to ashes, revealing her snow-white and delicate skin, and what she was wearing in the green shirt was a snow silk armor with exquisite workmanship.

Xue Xia was hit by a flying sword, fell several feet away, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground. The snow silk armor was hit by a flying sword, and there were obvious traces of fragmentation, stained with bright blood. If it weren't for this snow silk armor to block the residual attack of the flying sword, I was afraid that the flying sword would pierce the chest and fall directly.

Xue Xia was already desperate in her heart, but at the moment of life and death, how could she dare to give up her vitality easily, suppress the blood gushing up, support the heavy wounds, jump up, and run towards the Qingdan Mountain Range, but the speed has been reduced by at least half, which is much worse than before.

"Senior Sister Xue, Senior Brother's flying sword is not so easy to resist. Zhao Qiankun flew to the ground, made a move with his hand, withdrew the flying sword, and laughed proudly.

Ye Qin flew silently dozens of feet away, looking at the attack of the scene just now, secretly surprised.

(To be continued)