No one can see how Ye Yaorao did this clearly. When Ye Yaorao's hand successfully grabbed Jue Jianxian's wrist, everyone had an illusion that it seemed that Ye Yaorao's hand should have been placed there.

Just when everyone was surprised, Jue Jianxian suddenly let go of the hand holding the Sword of Immortal Mie, and quickly took a few steps to get a distance from Ye Yaorao.

Ye Yaorao didn't mean to chase her, but held the Immortal Sword in her hand and looked carefully. After a while, she sighed: "This sword is really good! Although it is not qualified to be used by me, it is good to give her a gift to her. She will receive the sword!"

After Ye Yaorao finished speaking, she threw the Jue Xian Sword that she had just stolen from Jue Jian Immortal to Murong Ningyue. Murong Ningyue hurriedly caught Jue Xian Sword. At this time, there was no soul mark on Jue Xian Sword.

It must be that Ye Yaorao had wiped away the mark on the Jue Xian Sword just now. The Jue Xian Sword is now a masterless thing. Of course, Murong Ningyue would not be polite and directly took this ninth-level immortal sword into her pocket.

Jue Jianxian's face was very ugly at this time. Ye Yaorao took Jue Xian's sword from him with just one move. This could be called a great humiliation for Jue Jianxian.

But Jue Jianxian had no temper at all, because he lost in front of Ye Yaorao. At this time, Jue Jianxian still had a deep red mark on his wrist, and this was exactly where Ye Yaorao just now.

Jue Jianxian knew that Ye Yaorao had already shown mercy. If Ye Yaorao really had his full strength, Jue Jianxian's arm would have been destroyed long ago.

Sighing a long sigh, Jue Jianxian seemed to have grown a lot aged suddenly, and smiled bitterly at Ye Yaorao, "Mr. Ye, what kind of cultivation do you have? Why is I so much worse than you even though I have already advanced to the divine realm?"

Ye Yaorao looked at Juejian Xian with some pity and said, "There is also a gap between the divine realm and the divine realm. Of course, your divine realm and the divine realm of the deity cannot be compared. How can you continue to compare?"

At this time, if the Jue Jianxian still doesn't understand the gap between him and Ye Yaorao, then the head of the Immortal Jue Sect will be in vain.

"I lost this competition. Mr. Ye's strength convinced me. You Yueye School won!"

With Jue Jianxian admitting defeat in person, the third competition ended with the victory of the Moon Night Sect, and the current total score is one point ahead of the Moon Night Sect. What really determines the winner or lose is the last team match.

Just after the Jue Jianxian, Ye Wumei and Yao Wusheng came up to him. Looking at Jue Jianxian's lonely face, Ye Wumei hurriedly said, "Master, you don't have to be too discouraged. We have not lost yet. As long as we win the last game, we will submit to us according to the bet. By then, Jue Xianjian will still belong to our Xian Jue Sect!"

Yao Wusheng also echoed, "Yes, Master, who is the one who is going to die now? No matter how powerful Ye Yaorao is, she is just one person. In front of so many sects in the fairy world, as long as we win the last team game, can the Yueye Sect still break his promise?"

Jue Jianxian's expression was a little better when he heard this, and said to his disciples: "Dear disciples, now our Xianjue Sect is at the time of life and death, and the fate of the Xianjue Sect is in your hands. I'm here to ask you!"
Chapter completed!