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86_86090 "Are you sure this kid is just a teenager, not an old monster who has lived for thousands of years?"

Just when a few Templar Elders couldn't believe it and looked at him in surprise, the rhythm of Zhou Yang's long sword became orderly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Open the sky!"

A sword is like thunder, which can cut the heavens open, and show Zhou Yang's style of opening the sky for the first time in front of people in order to cut through all obstacles.

"Click!"

Like an iron ox plowing the ground, invincible and unstoppable.

Although the Nine Palace Sword is like an iron lock across the river, it is interlocking, but how can it block the momentum of opening the sky.

Bursts of sword curtains, under this sword, fragmented, no one can describe the demeanor of that sword, no one can imitate the rhythm of that sword, a sword exclusive to Zhou Yang's own characteristics, showing its sharp fangs to the world, showing a lot of power.

"You, how could you ......"

Wang Zhengyu stood with his sword in his head, standing on the arena with a trace of unwillingness, and at the same time looking at the light of the sword with infinite admiration, with a complicated expression.

On the contrary to him, Zhou Yang's long sword was raised diagonally, like a giant who opened the sky, standing motionless on the platform, and the momentum was like a king standing up to the sky and the earth, and any swordsman would be afraid before fighting under this momentum.

"This is the way of the sword, his own way of the sword. Zhang Qing muttered, God did not give up. Unexpectedly, Zhou Yang has reached the realm of Dao at a young age, and his comprehension of Dao is much more advanced than many martial artists who have entered the innate world.

Ordinary martial cultivators can learn other people's moves, but they definitely can't learn other people's ways. Zhou Yang not only obtained his own Dao under strong pressure, but also surpassed the Dao of the Sword above all martial arts, and ten thousand swords returned to the sect!

......

"Open your mouth!"

Zhou Yang, who had exhausted his true essence and divine sense, and could barely hold his body, stood on the stage like a walking corpse, unable to control his body. This style of swordsmanship is even more domineering than Ba Fist, not only sucking his true yuan dry, but also making him almost uncontrollable, and he was almost sucked dry.

When he heard this voice, he wanted to turn his head to find out who was calling him by means of teleportation. However, there is nothing that can be done.

However, hearing this slightly familiar voice, Zhou Yang couldn't help but feel a wave of trust and opened his mouth as he said.

A streamer, a pill with a rich fragrance flew into his mouth, and when he smelled this fragrance, his spirit recovered slightly.

"Swallow it, and immediately cross your knees to breathe, otherwise, you kid will wait to become a waste. ”

Although he didn't know who this person was, Zhou Yang still felt the kindness of the other party, he sat cross-legged on the arena on the spot according to his words, mobilized his only remaining spiritual power, and fully operated the Five Elements Chaos Technique and the Death God Technique, the two exercises that changed his fate, and was engrossed in the dantian, and no longer cared about everything that happened outside.

The middle-aged deacon duly announced Zhou Yang's victory, and the battle was obvious to all, so that people accepted this result without any objections. Although it seems that Zhou Yang is more seriously injured than Wang Zhengyu, under the power of that sword, no one dares to shout that his strength surpasses Zhou Yang.

Zhang Qing and several other elders shook their heads, not knowing whether they were lamenting that they were old or lamenting the injustice of fate, and they actually took care of all the blessings to this kid, so that their old hearts couldn't help but feel jealous. It's just that the trace of jealousy does not affect their eagerness, looking at Zhou Yang, it seems that they are looking at a treasure, and they can't wait to take him over and become their own personal disciple.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Zhang Qing looked at this group of old guys who were arguing with him all day long, how could he not know their thoughts. The murderous aura in his eyes condensed into frost, and he looked at these elders who tried to dig into his corner with hostility, making the rest of the elders indignant, but he didn't dare to really provoke the stubborn elders in this temple that only one person in the temple could suppress.

However, everyone didn't leave, watching Zhou Yang sit cross-legged on the arena, the heaven and earth yuan force swept in, knowing that at the critical moment of pranayama, he was consciously enveloping this territory with his divine sense and taking on the responsibility of guardianship.

The disciples in the audience, with various moods, looked at the disciple on the stage who was wearing a cloth shirt, from the disciple who entered the entrance with inferior qualifications, to the young man who stepped on the shoulders of everyone and stepped on the threshold of the Dao, all of them secretly aroused the heart of fighting. This also led to the fact that in the next few years, everyone's enthusiasm for cultivation reached an unprecedented level.

I don't know how long it took, Zhou Yang finally came to his senses.

His eyes exploded, and two divine lights pierced into the void like lightning.

"Boom!"

A thunderous roar gathered in the void, like a fierce beast that chose to devour people, let out an angry roar, as if challenging Zhou Yang's provocation.

"Humph!"

With a soft groan, the sword in Zhou Yang's hand pointed diagonally, and a cold sword light broke out of the air. This sword light gathered the sword intent of all the swordsmen around Fengle City when they had just comprehended the Heaven Opening Sword Technique, not only the sharpness of the sword, but also a human emotion mixed in, under this vast sword aura that made ten thousand swords surrender, the thunderclouds in the sky opened in response. The oppressive sky suddenly reveals the blazing sun, and the warm sunlight shines on the earth, making people feel extremely refreshing.

"This kid!"

Zhang Qing was startled when the thunderclouds gathered just now, Wu Xiu will get the thunder tribulation when he reaches a certain realm, this thunder tribulation is a calamity and a blessing, and if he rushes through the thunder tribulation, he can reach the innate and be reborn, if he can't rush away, he will be turned into ashes under the thunder tribulation. Therefore, the thunder tribulation is a hurdle that every martial cultivator is afraid to face, but must face.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yang's comprehension would actually make the Thunder Tribulation almost come ahead of schedule, and when a few of their old guys were not knowing what to do, he actually dared to provoke the Thunder Tribulation, and he was lucky enough to disperse the Thunder Tribulation.

When a warrior comprehends the artistic conception of debut, he will carry a powerful power of heaven and earth, which is huge and vast, and unstoppable.

Among these many realizations, some people have comprehended the domineering of dominating the world, some have comprehended the freedom of transcending the world, and some have comprehended the unstoppable fierceness, such as himself, but he has never heard of anyone who has attracted thunder robbery because of this artistic conception, let alone heard of any martial artist who dares to impact the thunderstorm with this artistic conception.

Unexpectedly, the artistic conception of the surrender of ten thousand swords comprehended by Zhou Yang would be so powerful.

I can't think of it, I can't think of it.

There was a scorching light burning in Zhang Qing's eyes, he nodded, and said softly: "Unyielding, unforgiving, this is the real way of the sword!"

Vaguely, he felt that his state of mind, which had not moved for a long time, was a little loose at this moment, which made him overjoyed.

"For the rest, you guys who are so idle that your bones are rusty will watch and deal with it, and the old man will go. In a flash, Zhang Qing longitudinally looked at the back hall of the Martial Palace, and he wanted to take the opportunity of this loose state of mind to take the opportunity to break through the cultivation.

"What's going on with Zhang Lao'er, this is not like his character. ”。

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