He had seen how she learned things really fast when she and Chu Xingzhi fought, almost never forgetting them, and she could evolve them in the next second.

But only as fast as possible.

When fighting against Ye Qinghan, her shortcomings were revealed. She was not very skilled in swordsmanship and was defeated in a matter of seconds.

Ye Qiao ignored him and was thoughtful.

When she fought with Chu Xingzhi, she discovered that the Wenjian Sect's swordsmanship was fierce and similar, and the sword techniques were similar. She had memorized Chu Xingzhi's sword moves at that time, and also thought about how to defeat him.

After roughly figuring out the inertia and sequence of Ye Qinghan's moves, Ye Qiao decisively changed her sword style. Her swordsmanship was not limited to one range. Although there were many flaws, there were also many tricks. For a while, the two of them were in a stalemate.

After several rounds, Ye Qinghan gradually realized this.

Every time he caught her flaw and struck her with his sword, Ye Qiao was able to dodge at various tricky angles, making constant adjustments and mistakes. At first, it was easy to suppress her, but later things gradually started to go wrong.

That Ye Qiao...

It doesn't feel like a competition at all, more like using him as a whetstone.

This bad metaphor made Ye Qinghan look slightly grim, "Are you kidding me?"

"How could that happen?" Ye Qiao said as if nothing had happened, "I respect you very much."

really.

She didn't do anything, she just adjusted her wrong swordsmanship.

Ye Qinghan felt a little aggrieved, especially after seeing Ye Qiao being forced to retreat steadily by himself, but he was still able to improve and correct the shortcomings of his swordsmanship. This made him feel no sense of accomplishment even if he won the battle.

In the end, he sheathed his sword unwillingly and said, "Let's wait until you come back after the golden elixir." He pursed his lips and said coldly: "I hope you can fight with me openly then."

Ye Qiao asked in her heart, wasn't she upright just now?

There was no winner, so Ye Qinghan calmed down and concentrated on practicing. He was really deaf to what was going on outside the window during his practice, and the few people guarding him were a little bored.

Just gather around and start eating melon seeds.

Mu Chongxi admired him: "Ye Qinghan is very calm."

"So he can succeed." Mingxuan poked Zhou Xingyun: "Learn a little bit."

Zhou Xingyun echoed without any soul: "It's amazing."

To break through the Nascent Soul stage, as long as the spiritual energy is strong enough and the foundation is solid, it is only a matter of time for Ye Qinghan.

After guarding for the seventh day, the five of them looked eagerly like the thief who stole the melon. The moment they saw the breath of Broken Mirror, they all stood up and said, "Come on, come on."

Golden light waves flashed past, the sky gradually darkened, and thunderclouds gathered. Zhou Xingyun said calmly: "We're here."

The wait is finally here.

It's not easy.

To be honest, the Nascent Soul Stage Thunder Tribulation has not appeared in the world of cultivation for a long time, and every time it appears it can cause turmoil.

Ye Qinghan is also worthy of being the first person in the swordsmanship. The thick thunder clouds are terrifying. He opens his eyes and flies his sword to an empty space without hesitation to avoid accidentally hurting others.

"Let's go too." Mu Chongxi threw away the melon seeds in his hand.

"Hurry up."

Several people arrived quickly with swords, and many monks were already gathered outside, and the disciples were also following to watch the fun.

They all have top-quality spiritual roots, and it is only a matter of time before they break through the Nascent Soul stage, so they all want to see what the Thunder Tribulation of the Nascent Soul stage looks like in advance.

As a result, before we could get around him, we were stopped by the elders on the outside: "Don't go there."

"Be careful of being affected."

The thunder tribulation in the Nascent Soul stage is no joke. According to this posture, it will not be finished in a while.

"The Nascent Soul stage is different from the Golden Core stage." He put his hands behind his hands and said solemnly: "If you can get through it, Ye Qinghan will be the first person of the young generation."

If you can't survive it, then just wait to be strangled by the thunder. Thunder calamity is never a joke. The direct descendants who were originally eager to try gradually stopped, thinking of clever words, raising their heads and frowning: "Look at the thunder clouds, it may take a long time to strike."

"And it's so impressive that he has surpassed two mirrors in a row." Miaomiao held her face in her hands, "The others have basically only risen to one level."

In such a short period of time, it is no wonder that Nascent Soul is called the number one swordsman.

Qin Huai said calmly, "With Ye Qinghan's talent, it may last a day or a night."

Everyone was busy discussing around Ye Qinghan. When a few people from the Changming Sect arrived in a hurry, the others just glanced at it and didn't pay much attention.

Ye Qiao found that she couldn't get in with the elders guarding her. Zhou Xingyun simply grabbed her, stepped on the wind and slipped in quietly, "Let's go."

During the Thunder Tribulation of the Nascent Soul Stage, Wenjian Zong cleared the people in advance and left a large area around. The two of them took a shortcut that was not occupied and sneaked in. No one was guarding the place, and no one would have thought that it would happen.

Some disciples were seeking death and ran in when they were going through a thunder tribulation.

As soon as Ye Qiao entered, she saw Ye Qinghan sitting in the middle waiting for the thunder. She waved her hand and sat with him as if nothing had happened, "Good brother, are you ready for thunder?"

"..."

The girl was so unaware that Ye Qinghan was so frightened that he took a breath. He looked up and saw her, his brows gradually knotted into a knot, "Ye Qiao."

"If you don't want to live anymore, there's no need to use this method."

It is not an exaggeration to say that during the thunder tribulation of the Nascent Soul stage, not even a blade of grass can grow within a hundred miles.

Ye Qiao: "Let me ask, can you survive the thunder tribulation of the Nascent Soul Stage?"

Ye Qinghan: "It's hard to say."

The elders knew that he was going to overcome the catastrophe, so they stuffed several high-grade or even top-grade magic weapons, but they couldn't stop a few of them in total, and he still had to rely on himself to resist the rest.

"Aren't you going out?" He saw that she looked like she was planning to settle down, and his usually cold expression was a little cracked.

"stay home."

The elder of the Bishui Sect had a sharp consciousness and rubbed his eyebrows, "The red clothes look like Ye Qiao."

Ye Qiao? Isn’t that also a genius of the third level of cultivation?

An elder's face suddenly changed: "Let her come out quickly." Why don't you come out and wait to be hacked to death?

That's too late.

While he was talking, the thunder from the sky had already fallen.

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