Chapter 9

A little slow?

Yan Yinqing and others almost gushed old blood.

Although Yan Yinqing is a perfect yuan spirit realm, even if he starts all over again and tries his best, he must not impact from the triple of Wu pulse realm to the sixth peak in one hour!

As for Yan Yi, who is proud of his strongest talent, he is far inferior to him.

Yan Yinqing feels that if this guy goes all out to practice, can he reach the state of contemplation one day? Even yuanlingjing?

Indeed, ye Qiu of the stone tablet was very frightened.

"Well, little brother, it's really good."

Yan Yinqing laughed and looked at Ye Qiu. No matter his expression or tone, he had more respect than before.

At this speed of cultivation, it is never too late for ye Qiu to start working hard now.

Three realms in one hour is a miracle!

Yan Yiyi in the distance stared at Ye Qiu with flashing bright eyes, which was unspeakably cute.

"Big brother, you're great. Yi chose you correctly. It's much more powerful than Yi!"

Although she had just learned yuan cultivation, she was really frightened to see it.

She is far less talented than ye Qiu!

Ye Qiu stood up with a smile, ignored their shock and asked, "how's Xi Xiu? Now let me have a drill."

"Good!"

Yan Yi nodded and obediently pulled out a long sword from one side's waist.

The length of the long sword quickly caught up with Yan Yiyi's height. It looked strange in his hand.

But Yan Yi's eyes were frozen and the sword was put out. Suddenly, his hands, sword and eyes were in a straight line, and he had full spirit at once.

Whew, whew, whew!

She walked with the sword, and the sword moved with her heart. Her moves and dances produced sword flowers. The sound of sword Qi breaking through the air hissed like a gust of wind.

She is very clever. Rao shiye Qiu nods. Even if she has only been practicing for an hour, she is still a broken and incomplete yuan skill, but she still has a perfect grasp.

"The first style, rose!"

Suddenly, she waved her arm, and the sword chanted brilliantly. As she waved her hand, the sword breath was thin, just like a rose blooming. There was a killing opportunity hidden in the gorgeous beauty. The sword style was ingenious and the angle was tricky.

"Second, rose!"

She danced the sword flower again and turned into several roses. It seemed that there were petals falling, but each petal was a fatal sword stab. If she made a wrong judgment, she would be hit directly.

"The third move, plum blossom!"

"The fourth style, jasmine!"

"Seventh form, Narcissus!"

"The eighth style, ten thousand flowers to relax!"

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There are eight types of ten thousand flowers dispersing the mind. The first type is rose, and the last one is ten thousand flowers dispersing the mind. If you can practice all of them, you can not only recruit gorgeous and beautiful, but also fight against the strong in the visual environment.

Unfortunately, the moves are incomplete, and the existing moves are also slightly insufficient.

However, Yan Yiyi perfectly mastered and successfully displayed it.

After releasing the last copy, Yan Yi held his sword and gasped violently.

Even if it is the ninth peak of the martial vein realm, it will consume a lot after the sword is cast.

"Good!" Yan Yinqing and everyone in the hall nodded with satisfaction.

Yan Yi is already a genius among geniuses. It's not easy for another person to learn and practice successfully in three days.

"What do you think?" Yan Yinqing looks at Ye Qiu with a smile. He has some expectations in his eyes. He hopes Ye Qiu can bring him greater shock.

"Yi Yi's talent is really good. It's not easy to learn all the 10000 flower mind dispersing skills. There are 73 shortcomings and loopholes, and six self-improvement." Ye Qiu nodded with satisfaction.

Yan Yinqing frowned slightly and said, "seventy-three places?"

This ten thousand flowers mind dispersing skill he once sought and improved himself. He remembered that only 68 places had made this yuan skill reach the second level intermediate level.

Where did it come from? Didn't you see it?

It's impossible. He believes in himself very much.

"Yes, or how about this."

Ye Qiu said with a smile, "the Lord is looking for a meditator in the state of contemplation. I will fight against each other. On the one hand, I will show my strength. On the other hand, I will personally demonstrate in the battle. I have all perfected the Wanhua mind dispersing skill of shortcomings."

Yan Yinqing, Yan binjin and the people in the hall were surprised again.

Fight the visualisation? How arrogant is he?

Are you still practicing the mind dispersing skill of ten thousand flowers just now in battle?

They all saw it with their own eyes. After this guy got the Wanhua distraction, he also saw the three breath time.

Did he really learn?

What a joke!

"OK, someone." Yan Yinqing directly called up a strong visionary. He also wanted to see if ye Qiu could do it. At the same time, he wondered where the five shortcomings he couldn't see through were.

Soon a man in the vision realm came up, leaned slightly and said, "Lord."

"What's your name?" Yan Yinqing asked.

"Wang Ming."

"Well, lower your accomplishments to jiuzhong in the martial vein territory and fight him. You can only win but not lose. If you lose, I'll cut your head off."

Yan Yinqing looked at Ye Qiu who was going to speak and said, "just do what I said. You must also win, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted."

"All right."

Ye Qiu chuckles. He has no problem fighting with the visualisation now.

Although you may not win, you will never lose.

If the opponent is only nine times strong, he can win with his eyes closed.

Yan Yinqing handed the cold sword that Yan Yiyi had just used to Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu smiled and looked at Wang Ming.

Wang Ming also looks at Ye Qiu.

No matter who ye Qiu is, he can only win the battle of losing and dying.

Moreover, there are so many high-level officials in the palace here. If they perform well, they may be able to be trained.

He has no reason to lose!

"Offended!"

Wang Ming arched his hand with a sword and immediately shocked his feet. Holding a cold sword, he directly killed Ye Qiu!

It's a fierce sword skill. You can see that he is also an extraordinary man who came out of the killing.

If you can work in the palace, even if you are weak, you will never be an ordinary person.

Yan Yinqing and others were very satisfied with Wang Ming's start and did not humiliate the palace.

I don't know how ye Qiu will deal with it.

To their surprise, ye Qiu stood still.

When Wang Ming approached three feet in front of him with his sword, he suddenly raised his arm, and the cold sword in his hand clanged and shrieked. It can be seen how powerful he was with a wave of his arm!

Then he took his sword and touched Wang Ming's sword. Instead of attacking, his wrist trembled. The sword ridge took Wang Ming's sword and danced a sword flower along a soft force. It looked like a rose!

"The first form of Wanhua Sanxin skill is rose. The profound meaning of rose is very simple. Its moves are gorgeous and hidden killing opportunities. It contains the sword move to give the enemy a fatal blow in its ingenious swordsmanship. There are nine mistakes here. Yi Yi is optimistic."

Ye Qiu looked indifferent and smiled. She walked with the sword, the sword moved with her heart, the heart turned with her mind, the sword flashed a hundred flowers, and the roses continued.

This yuan skill, which is very suitable for women to practice, falls into his hands. It looks full of carefree and ethereal feeling. Each move is gorgeous and elegant, and each sword has an absolute killing opportunity!

"This, how is this possible!"

Wang Ming's face changed greatly. Obviously he took the initiative to attack, but now he is very passive.

The rhythm was suddenly controlled by Ye Qiu and couldn't help it.

In particular, while practicing swordsmanship, he told the shortcomings and shortcomings of swordsmanship and how to improve it.

It's like telling Wang Ming his shortcomings, but Wang Ming can't attack at all, because all his attacks are perfectly controlled by Ye Qiu.

"Darling... Big brother is so strong!"

Yan Yi's lovely porcelain doll face is full of incredible words.

It was the sword move she had just learned. It was only slightly improved, but it was incomparably powerful and looked more beautiful than herself.

The most important thing is that the strokes are gorgeous and magnificent, just like a generation of masters.

It doesn't look like a six fold teenager in the martial vein realm fighting at all!