Chapter 307: What the sword refers to

"Don't have any burdens in your heart."
"Think about it. Comparing things like this can prove your own strength. You must know what kind of strength you have through the study, otherwise you will be at a loss."
"Think about it, you feel that you are very strong, but you haven't discussed it with others. When you encounter an enemy when you are out of the house, you feel that you can beat the opponent, but in fact you are rubbed on the ground by the opponent! "
Zhou Ye, incarnate as a soul mentor, began to... teach the little holy elephant.
The little holy elephant frowned, thinking about what Zhou Ye said in his mind.
He felt a little bit reasonable, but in the midst of it, it seemed that someone told him not to believe this ghost truth.
The little elephant took a deep breath and twisted his neck.
He figured it out.
As a fierce steel man, since there is such a kind invitation, he must show face.
At the same time, let the eldest brother see, my little elephant is not weak!
The little elephant's muscles were tight, and the profound pill in his body ran wildly, conveying a steady stream of powerful power.
The little holy elephant controls his own power very finely, and he can guarantee that he only exerts his strength in the late Fragment Void Realm.
Of course, physical strength is not included.
Perceiving the rising aura of the little holy elephant, Zhou Ye also became serious.
There is no thought of despising the little icon in his heart.
He Zhou Mocao is a weed, and it is congenital inadequacy in many aspects. If it weren't for the existence of a plug-in father, his Zhou Mocao might be an ordinary weed.
And what is the identity of the little icon?
The young patriarch of the ancient holy elephant tribe has a strong bloodline ability, and the talent is also top-notch among creatures of the same age.
Moreover, after the special training and the comprehension of the top killing technique, the little holy elephant might not even know what kind of strength the little holy elephant has.
Thoughts move.
A three-foot green front appeared in front of Zhou Ye.
A long sword condensed from profound energy, although not as good as a top profound soldier, the sword itself is not weak, very sharp.
The sword light on the tip of the long sword swallows, and the sword energy is vertical and horizontal within the range of Zhang Xu.
"Snapped."
Zhou Ye held the long sword in his right hand and narrowed his eyes slightly, carefully observing the movements of the little holy elephant.
"Boom!"
The little holy elephant took a violent step, and his tyrannical physical strength made him rush out quickly, and after blessing his profound energy, he was even faster, completely unable to capture his figure.
The little holy elephant struck with a punch, feeling the fierce fist wind, Zhou Ye raised his right hand and stretched the long sword across his chest.
"Snapped!"
The fist of the little holy elephant hit the blade of the long sword.
The sword body was broken into pieces that were visible to the naked eye, turning into light spots.
"Wow!"
The little holy elephant stuck out his left hand and grabbed Zhou Ye's shoulder like a sharp claw.
Zhou Ye's complexion was indifferent, and he dodged sideways calmly. Then, facing the right fist from the little holy elephant again, Zhou Ye chose to head-on.
"boom!"
The two fists touched together.
Suddenly, violent winds raged around the top of the mountain, and the tyrannical breath dissipated in all directions like a wave.
The corners of Zhou Ye and the little elephant's clothes and hair were flying.
"boom!"
The two sides once again punched each other and then backed away.
"Awesome."
Zhou Ye's chest was up and down, and a smile appeared on his face.
There was a bit of horror in my heart, and the defeat was really stunned.
Among the two punches just now, Zhou Ye had an illusion. He felt that what stood in front of him was not a little holy elephant, but a noble and inviolable fairy.
It feels like it's a crime to look at each other.
After the punch of the little holy elephant came, Zhou Ye almost broke his hand.
If it wasn't for the pain, Zhou Moucao would not be able to maintain his indifferent appearance.
At the same time, the little icon was terrified in his heart.
I am Nima, it's not easy to fight.
With two punches against Zhou Ye, the little holy elephant is actually very painful.
Zhou Ye's fist is the tip of the leaf, and the physical strength of the heavenly limit is superimposed on the body to transform it into a sword, so Zhou Ye's tip is simply a mysterious weapon.
Fist and sword fight?
It feels like pain, very painful.
...
Feeling the violent energy fluctuations coming from below, the four top powers were immediately attracted.
"Why are these two boys still fighting?" Xuangui Demon King Divine Mind reached out and asked after observing for a while.
"Let's learn from each other." King Lei Yan replied casually.
Erdan sat aside, with Erlang's legs tilted.
"Bai Sheng, this kid is bound to lose. If it is a life-and-death battle, Bai Sheng has a little chance to win, but if you compete, Bai Sheng has no chance at all."
Erdan made a judgment instantly.
"What do you say?" Tianyuan Demon King suddenly became interested.
"Zhou Ye has so many things, and do you think his real body is a blade of grass? No, in the state of transforming into a sword, his real body is a sword, a real sword."
"He has a lot of swordsmanship, and he also has this terrifying bloodline ability that he can recover by gnawing himself, so I judge that Bai Sheng will undoubtedly lose." Erdan explained.
King Lei Yan nodded, feeling the same.
"But having said that, if you learn from each other, that kid wouldn't do it, right?" King Lei Yan said with a smile.
"Definitely not, you have to bite yourself when you learn, how cruel is that?" Xuangui Demon King shook his head.
The study is the proof power, if you want to use this bloodline ability in the study, it would be a bit too much.
What is the difference between shame and shame?
As some top powers guessed, Zhou Ye was really not going to use treatment.
Win if you can't beat, surrender if you fail, and then work hard to become stronger, and then try again.
...
"Holy Elephant!"
The little elephant roared.
Between the world and the earth, the wind and clouds changed, and a huge golden holy elephant phantom appeared behind the little holy elephant.
The corner of Zhou Ye's eyes twitched a few times, feeling very bad.
"This old man is hiding deep enough." Zhou Ye took a deep breath.
He felt that it wouldn't work if he didn't show some real power today.
"Bah—"
Turning his right hand, a new three-foot green front appeared in his hand.
With the powerful profound energy injected, the long sword whispered, as if it had come to life in Zhou Ye's hands.
"Huh!"
Zhou Ye leaped up, holding swords in both hands, and then slashed a sword towards the phantom of the holy elephant.
Swallow the sky!
"boom!"
A sword cut out, and the sword light burst out from above the blade.
The sword light flickered, and the space where it passed was shattered, and the fragmented space was randomly mixed in the sword light, adding power to the sword light.
"call--"
The phantom of the holy elephant is also like a living thing, and its eyes reveal indifference.
It roared into the sky, and a dazzling golden light lit up on the two golden ivory.
"call out!"
Two golden lights burst out, facing the sword light head on.
"boom!"
In the midair, the sword light collided with the two golden lights, but it exploded in a flash.
"Kakka-"
In the center of the energy fluctuations, the space directly shattered into dregs, exposing dark holes, and those affected spaces were overwhelmed and began to gradually break apart.
"boom--"
The aftermath radiated out, moving in all directions like ripples.
The aftermath is in the air, but the power that can be radiated raises the black clouds in the abyss of the setting sun.
At this moment, the abyss of the sunset is like a sea with a violent wind, and black clouds are rolling violently...
Zhou Ye's eyes condensed, staring at the phantom of the holy elephant.
The phantom of the icon is only a little dim...
Zhou Ye secretly said that the little holy elephant is indeed the heir of the ancient race.
These powerful spells are probably one of the secret arts of the town clan.
In the distance, the little holy elephant looked as usual, but his body was trembling slightly.
Despite this performance, the little holy elephant has nothing to do with it, which means that the fighting power of the little holy elephant has not diminished.
Above the clouds.
"There is a good show to watch." Lei Yan Tian Wang put down the chess pieces and said with a smile.
"When I was in discussions with Emperor Bai, Emperor Bai also used this trick to defeat me." The Xuangui Demon King looked at the huge golden phantom with a complex expression.
The real body of the Xuangui Demon King is Xuangui, and it can be said that no one can match in defense.
But he was still defeated by this move.
As you can imagine, this trick is really powerful.
"Look at how Master Cao responds, I still have a little confidence in Master Cao." Tianyuan Demon King said with a smile.
"I win against Zhou Ye, ten heavenly spirit crystals." Erdan said with a smile.
Two of them now have a fascinating confidence in Zhou Ye, and they believe that Zhou Ye will definitely win.
"I also pressed Zhou Ye to win, ten heavenly spirit crystals." Heavenly King Lei Yan nodded.
King Lei Yan also believed in his own eyes.
"You don't suppress Bai Sheng?" The Xuangui Demon King was a little surprised, and then said: "If you don't suppress it, let me do it, ten!"
"Three fights and one is obviously a bit of a problem. I will also win against Bai, but I am more optimistic about Master Cao." Tianyuan Demon King shrugged, and then handed a look at Xuangui Demon King.
The meaning of those eyes is obvious: Do you think I have a good relationship with you?
The Xuangui Demon King ignored him and began to pay attention to the situation below.
...
"Roar!"
The phantom of the holy elephant roared and stepped on the huge soles of his feet.
The little elephant didn't want to do this.
But Zhou Ye did not admit defeat, and he thought that Zhou Ye could not be so weak, so he chose to continue attacking!
Since it was the eldest brother's discussion, he must have his own confidence.
"Soul Slash can't be used. Although Swallowing Sky is strong, it has no good effect in the face of this phantom. From the current point of view...only the vanity is scattered..." A thought flashed in Zhou Ye's mind.
However, Zhou Ye was afraid that he would belch on the spot if he wanted to use vanity.
At present, the only way to break the game is to use ordinary sword moves with the true meaning of vanity.
At this point, Zhou Ye immediately raised his hand.
"boom!"
The extremely sharp aura immediately enveloped thousands of miles, and the sword energy within the range of thousands of miles was vertical and horizontal, tearing everything apart.
Above the clouds.
"Snapped!"
King Lei Yan stood up immediately.
"The boy Bai Sheng used the Defeating Fist because he didn't have a primer, and he couldn't exert much power, but this boy dares to use the top killing technique that he has learned in the late stage of the Fragmented Void Realm?!" Lei Yan Tianwang's little heart beats fast. ~EbookFREE.me~ If Zhou Ye will definitely belch when this trick is displayed, then the silly girl will definitely come over and make trouble for herself.
"Fuck, no!"
Xuangui Demon King exclaimed.
"Can you be calm?" Erdan quickly stopped the three people who wanted to stop Zhou Ye.
"What are you doing in a shock? I can't get the water in my head. This is not a top killing technique. This kid just used the true meaning of the killing technique." Erdan said helplessly.
At the same time, I feel very happy.
It's really nice to scold people blatantly, and others can't fault it.
Hearing this, the three suddenly relaxed.
This trick to disperse vanity is provided by Erdan, and Erdan's understanding of vanity is extremely deep, so it should be right to listen to Erdan.
...
At this moment, the situation changed.
Profound energy was injected into the long sword, Zhou Ye stabbed a sword abruptly.
Within a thousand miles, the sun dissipated and it was pitch black, like night.
But in the blink of an eye, he recovered, as if everything just now was an illusion.
"Crack..."
There was a crisp sound from the phantom of the icon.
"boom!"
The phantom of the icon exploded, turning into light spots and floating in the air, slowly falling down.
"puff."
The little holy elephant turned pale and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Likewise, Zhou Ye knelt on the ground, his face pale.
Even if he only used the true meaning of vanity, it also emptied all his power.
This top killing technique is really terrifying.
Zhou Yeqiang supported it, and a flash came to the little holy elephant's side, broke his arm directly in the opponent's bewilderment, and then handed it to the opponent.
Looking at the arm in front of him, the little elephant didn't want to talk.
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