Chapter 302: With the sword in hand, the sword is in hand, and the enemy is cut across the world.

Zhou Ye, who watched the whole process, felt that this killing technique was simply against the sky.
Learn, you must learn!
After returning to his senses, Zhou Ye found that there were still two scrolls, and he hesitated.
If you choose ‘Disperse Vanity’ now, then you won’t have the opportunity to choose the other two scrolls.
What if the other two scrolls are suitable for you?
Zhou Ye is not in a hurry for the time being, and is going to look at the last two scrolls first, and comprehensively judge which killing technique he wants to learn.
Raise your palm and touch the black leather scroll tied with black silk thread.
The scroll is a bit rough, giving Zhou Ye a rough feeling.
Zhou Ye knew that this black-skinned scroll had experienced the baptism of years, and it took countless hours to give him such a feeling.
"laugh!"
Suddenly, a wisp of sword energy passed from the scroll, Zhou Ye quickly retracted his palm, secretly saying something dangerous.
That wisp of sword aura gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, as if he couldn't take it back without quickly taking it back.
I want to cut off my hand.
This black leather scroll has a great temper.
Zhou Ye refused to accept, and once again reached out and touched the black leather scroll.
The familiar feeling came.
"Remnant sword style, a remnant sword, cuts heaven and earth truth, punish Jiuyou demons..."
A cold voice sounded like ice, and the scene in front of Zhou Ye changed again.
He is very experienced now.
This is consciousness being pulled into the scroll.
This can be regarded as a kind of inheritance, and those who exist in the scrolls are the power to create these scrolls.
Only those who have an incomparable understanding of the killing technique can write everything about the killing technique on the scroll in detail.
...
Zhou Ye found that he was in the middle of the jungle, and not far from the front were the two fighting parties.
One party was dressed in black and well equipped, just like those assassins and killers in the world.
On the other side, there was only one young man wearing a shabby shirt and holding a broken sword.
"kill!"
The people in black shouted, raising their weapons to kill the youth.
The young man slowly raised the remaining sword, his face was indifferent, and his eyes did not contain a trace of emotion.
He seemed to have anticipated this, and at the same time had absolute certainty, so he looked at the people in black as if looking at the dead.
"Exit."
The young man spoke indifferently and swung the remnant sword casually.
"boom!"
The bright sword light flashed out, but in a flash, those people in black became corpses.
The scene changes as soon as the screen turns.
Zhou Ye found that he was on the top of the mountain at this moment, with the young man still beside him.
The young man was sitting cross-legged with the remnant sword on his back.
Weeds grow on the ground, and the young man's body is surrounded by wisps of sword energy.
The sword is sharp, cutting the weeds on the ground, leaving a ravine on the ground that is neither deep nor shallow.
Zhou Ye's face was expressionless.
"call out!"
In the distance, three white lights struck.
The youth slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand and took off the remnant sword.
Power was injected into the residual sword, tumbling in the blade, the sharp aura heavier and heavier, and the space was cut with white marks.
"Wow!"
The young man chopped down the broken sword, a ray of sword light burst out from the broken blade, and cut directly towards the three white lights.
Zhou Ye looked into the distance.
The sword light was very powerful, and it directly shot down the three white lights.
Zhou Ye knew that the youth had won, and won without much effort.
Seeing this, the picture is turning again.
On the endless plain, the young man walked slowly with the remnant sword on his back.
The clouds above his head gathered, thunder and lightning flashed, and the wind blew on the plain, and suddenly a green wave like a sea wave rose on the plain.
The young man does not ask, does not care, the wind cannot touch the corner of his clothes, the thunder cannot touch his soul.
Zhou Ye followed the young man and looked up at Jieyun from time to time.
Zhou Ye didn't know what order of Heavenly Tribulation this was, but he knew that this Heavenly Tribulation would definitely be very powerful.
Seeing the normal-looking young man on his side, Zhou Ye wanted to say something to the other party, telling the other party not to pretend like that. After all, this is a catastrophe and should be respected.
But Zhou Ye knew very well in his heart that no matter what he said or yelling at the young man, it was useless.
Zhou Ye didn't know if the other party could hear it.
The other party was really a bit cold. From the beginning to the present, apart from saying a piece of information about this killing technique and the word ‘delete’, nothing else was said.
This kind of master temperament revealed all the time, forced Zhou Ye to suffocate.
This makes him always feel that this young man is very hanging.
The fact is also like this, no matter who came, they fell under the remnant sword of this young man.
To be honest, Zhou Ye was a bit at a loss.
This sword skill is called the Candid Sword Style, and there is no Candid Sword in her hand.
So the question is, this sword is a great skill, do you want to turn the great sword into a broken sword to practice?
After thinking about it, it's impossible.
If the good devil's emperor soldiers don't use them, why are they made into broken swords?
The brain is sick.
Zhou Ye has decided that no matter how awesome the young man behaves later, he will never be moved.
"Rumble—"
Jie Lei began to brew.
The youth stopped and slowly raised his head to look at Jieyun above his head.
His whole body exudes a cold breath, the cold is biting.
At this moment, he was like a sword about to be unsheathed.
"boom!"
Jie Lei fell, fleeting.
Zhou Ye couldn't see exactly how Jie Lei dissipated.
"Boss, awesome." Zhou Ye was convinced.
The youth ignored Zhou Ye, but continued to stare at Jie Yun.
There is no trace of emotion in his eyes, no fear of the catastrophe, as if facing an ordinary enemy indifferently.
"boom!"
Another robbery thunder fell.
As before, Jie Lei disappeared.
Zhou Ye was as curious as a cat scratched in his heart.
If it weren't for knowing that young people would never bird themselves, Zhou Ye would want to pester the other person to ask how they did it.
This is just too pretentious, just staring at Jie Lei like this, there is a feeling of ‘if you can kill me today, even if I lose’.
The waves of robbery thunder only flashed for a while and then disappeared.
Zhou Ye counted, there were eight robberies in total.
it's not finished yet.
The last thunder thunder has been brewed!
"boom!"
Thunder boomed.
The youth finally raised his hand and held his remnant sword.
"Huh!"
He swung a sword violently, and the mysterious power and mystery were wrapped around the sword light, adding an extremely powerful boost to the sword light.
"boom!"
The sword light collided with the thunder, and the explosion spread throughout the world.
The earth shook, Zhou Ye almost fell unsteadily standing.
The robbery cloud dispersed, and a beam of light fell from the sky, covering the youth in it.
Zhou Ye didn't know what changes happened in the light, but Zhou Ye knew well that this young man had become an emperor.
In other words, the youth is even more powerful.
"call--"
The strong wind blew, and the weeds on the grassland were like seeing their own king, kneeling to the ground one after another.
The world and all things, all beings surrender.
The young man took his remnant sword on his back again, his expression calm.
Zhou Ye felt the pressure on his body, and the pressure wanted him to kneel, but he did not kneel alive.
Don't even know each other, kneel down.
The young man's eyes fell on Zhou Ye's body.
Looking at the young man, Zhou Ye discovered the meaning of the other's eyes: Why don't you kneel?
Zhou Ye smiled in contempt.
You are not alive, big brother, I will kneel on your ass.
The man has gold under his knees.
Although I am not a human being, Zhou Moucao is also proud of being a human. Do you know?
Four eyes face each other.
The youth sees this world from Zhou Ye's eyes.
And Zhou Ye saw the ancient times in the eyes of the youth.
Powerful flying into the sky, moving mountains and overwhelming seas, it was really an era of geniuses, and this young man was one of the representative figures of that era.
"It turns out that I have long since disappeared..." the youth whispered.
Zhou Ye did not see any expression on his face.
It seems that the youth really doesn't feel anything after knowing that his future is indeed gone, as if everything doesn't matter.
Is this the mood of the boss?
"Crack..."
The space was shattered, watching that world gradually disappear, Zhou Ye's consciousness returned to his body.
After a daze, Zhou Ye remained silent and walked to the last scroll.
Raise your hand to touch.
This time, it was the voice of a female practitioner.
"Six forms of Zhu Xian..."
Zhou Ye was once again drawn into the world in the scroll.
The female cultivators look fair, and although they are no better than the coquettish fairies outside, they are generally pretty good-looking.
The female eldest woman raised her sword and fell, and the fairy looked back.
Unspeakably powerful~EbookFREE.me~ Zhou Ye feels that this female tycoon can even divide the boundaries with one sword.
"This kind of sword trick is what I want to learn." Zhou Ye watched the grass juice boil, and couldn't wait to hug the big lady immediately, begging to fly.
But when I think about it carefully, this sword move is not very suitable for me, and it is said to be a six-style Zhuxian, but whether this sword move can actually shake the fairy has to be a question mark.
Consciousness returns to the body.
Zhou Ye touched his chin and began to ponder.
The little elephant passed by him. He began to look at the last scroll. After reading the scroll, he looked at Zhou Ye with some curiosity and asked: "Big Brother, which killing technique are you going to choose?"
"I haven't decided yet, how about you?" Zhou Ye asked after shaking his head.
"Me?" The little holy elephant held his forehead in anguish.
"They are all powerful, I don't know how to choose."
"It depends on your own situation." Zhou Ye smiled.
The little icon thought.
"Every killing technique here is top-notch and very powerful, no matter which one you choose, you won't lose." Zhou Ye said.
The little holy elephant nodded, he naturally knew the truth.
But among the many killing techniques, only one can be chosen.
This makes him a little entangled, he likes every one, can you choose all?
Of course, the little elephant also knows the truth that greed is too much to chew, so he can only choose in his heart.
Unlike Little Saint, Zhou Ye has already chosen it.
It is not the Remnant Sword Style, nor the Zhuxian Six Style, but the vanity.
The phrase ‘the sword refers to, the sun and the moon are dark, but it is cut down with one sword, and the glitz is gone. It echoed deeply in my heart.
He Zhou Moucao has a dream from now on.
One day the sword will be in your hand, and all enemies in the world will be cut!
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