Zhou Ye, who watched the whole process, felt that this killing technique was simply unbelievable.
Learn, must learn!
After coming back to his senses, Zhou Ye found that there were two more scrolls, and he hesitated.
If he chooses 'Scatter Flash' now, he will have no chance to choose the other two scrolls.
What if the other two scrolls also suit me
Zhou Ye was not in a hurry for the time being, and planned to read the last two scrolls first, and comprehensively judge which killing technique he wanted to learn.
Raise your palm and touch the black leather scroll tied with black silk thread.
The scroll was a bit rough, giving Zhou Ye a shoddy feel.
Zhou Ye knew that this black leather scroll had gone through the baptism of time and spent countless hours to give him such a feeling.
"laugh!"
Suddenly, a wisp of sword energy came from the scroll. Zhou Ye quickly retracted his palm and secretly said that it was dangerous.
That wisp of sword energy gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, as if he couldn't take his hand back if he didn't take it back quickly.
I want to cut off my own hand.
This black leather scroll has a very bad temper.
Zhou Ye was dissatisfied and reached out to touch the black leather scroll again.
A familiar feeling comes.
"The broken sword style, a broken sword, cuts the principles of heaven and earth, and kills the evil spirits of the Nine Netherworld..."
A voice as cold as ice sounded, and the scene in front of Zhou Ye changed again.
He is very experienced now.
This is the consciousness being pulled into the scroll.
This can be regarded as a kind of inheritance, and the characters who exist in the scrolls are the powers who created these scrolls.
Only they who have an incomparable understanding of the killing technique can write everything about the killing technique on the scroll in detail.
…
Zhou Ye found himself in the jungle, and not far ahead were two warring 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 a young man wearing shabby clothes and holding a broken sword.
"kill!"
The men in black yelled, raising their weapons to kill the young man.
The young man slowly raised the broken sword, his face was cold, and his eyes contained no emotion.
He seemed to have expected this and was absolutely sure of it, so he looked at the men in black as if he were looking at dead people.
"Destroy."
The young man spoke calmly and waved the broken sword casually.
"boom!"
A bright sword light flashed out, and in just a blink of an eye, those men in black turned into corpses.
The picture changes and the scene changes.
Zhou Ye found himself at the top of the mountain, with the young man still beside him.
The young man carried the broken sword on his back and sat cross-legged.
The ground was overgrown with weeds, and the young man's body was surrounded by wisps of sword energy.
The sword energy was sharp, cutting the weeds on the ground, leaving ravines on the ground that were neither deep nor shallow.
Zhou Ye's face was expressionless.
"call out!"
In the distance, three white lights struck.
The young man slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand and took off the broken sword.
Power was injected into the broken sword, rolling inside the sword body. The sharp aura became heavier and heavier, and white marks were cut into the space.
"Whoosh!"
The young man cut off the broken sword, and a ray of sword light burst out from the broken sword blade, slashing directly towards the three white lights.
Zhou Ye looked into the distance.
The sword light was so powerful that it directly knocked down the three white lights.
Zhou Ye knew that the young man had won, effortlessly.
Seeing this, the picture changed again.
On the endless plain, the young man was walking slowly with a broken sword on his back.
Dark clouds gathered above his head, thunder and lightning flashed, and strong winds blew on the plain. Green waves like ocean waves suddenly rose on the plain.
The young man is indifferent and does not care. The wind cannot touch the corners of his clothes, and the thunder cannot touch his heart.
Zhou Ye followed the young man and looked up at Jie Yun from time to time.
Zhou Ye didn't know what level of calamity this was, but he knew that this calamity would definitely be very powerful.
Looking at the young man with a normal expression beside him, Zhou Ye wanted to say a few words to him, telling him not to act like that. After all, this was a natural disaster and he had to respect it.
But Zhou Ye knew very well in his heart that no matter how he spoke or yelled at the young man, it was useless, the other party would not look down on him at all.
Zhou Ye didn't know whether the other party could hear him.
The other party is really a bit aloof. From the beginning to now, except for a piece of information about this killing technique and the word 'annihilation', he has not said anything else.
This expert temperament revealed all the time made Zhou Ye almost suffocated.
This always made him feel that this young man was very foolish.
The fact is also like this, no matter who comes, they all fall under this young man's broken sword.
To be honest, Zhou Ye was a little confused.
This sword move is called the Broken Sword Style, and I don’t have a Broken Sword in my hand.
So the question is, this sword skill is so awesome, should I turn the big sword into a broken sword to practice
After thinking about it, it's impossible.
If you don't use the good Demonic Emperor's weapons, how can you turn them into broken swords
The brain is sick.
Zhou Ye has decided that no matter how awesome the young man is later, he will never be moved.
"Rumble—"
The disaster began to brew.
The young man stopped and slowly looked up at the calamity cloud above his head.
His whole body exuded a cold aura, and it was bitingly cold.
At this moment, he was like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.
"boom!"
The calamity thunder fell and disappeared in an instant.
Zhou Ye didn't see clearly how the calamity thunder dissipated.
"Boss, that's awesome." Zhou Ye was very convinced.
The young man ignored Zhou Ye and continued to stare at Jie Yun.
There is no emotion in his eyes, and he is not afraid of the catastrophe at all, as if he is facing an ordinary enemy indifferently.
"boom!"
Another calamity thunder fell.
Just like before, Jie Lei disappeared.
Zhou Ye was as curious as a cat scratching his head.
If he hadn't known that the young man would never take advantage of him, Zhou Ye would have wanted to pester him and ask him how he did it.
This is so pretentious. Just staring at Jie Lei, I feel like, 'If you can kill me today, I will lose.'
The tribulation thunders only flickered for a moment and then disappeared.
Zhou Ye counted and found that there were eight tribulation thunders in total.
it's not finished yet.
The last thunderstorm has been brewing!
"boom!"
The sky thundered.
The young man finally raised his hand and held his broken sword.
"Uh-huh!"
Swinging out the sword suddenly, mysterious power and mysterious truths wrapped around the sword light, adding extremely powerful boost to the sword light.
"boom!"
The sword light collided with the calamity thunder, and the explosion spread throughout the world.
The ground shook, and Zhou Ye was unsteady and almost fell down.
The calamity cloud dispersed, and a beam of light fell from the sky, shrouding the young man in it.
Zhou Ye didn't know what kind of changes had taken place in the light, but he knew that this young man had become an emperor.
In other words, young people are even more awesome.
"call-"
The strong wind blew by, and the weeds on the grassland knelt down towards the young man one after another, as if they had seen their king.
All creatures in the world and all living beings surrender.
The young man put his broken sword back on his back again, his face calm.
Zhou Ye felt the pressure falling on his body. The pressure wanted to make him kneel down, but he refused to kneel down.
I don’t even know him, so why bother
The young man's eyes fell on Zhou Ye.
Looking at the young man, Zhou Ye discovered the meaning of the other's eyes: Why the hell don't you kneel down
Zhou Ye smiled disdainfully in his heart.
Boss, you are not alive, I will kneel down on you.
The man has gold at his knees.
Although I, Zhou Moucao, am no longer a human being, I still have the pride of being a human being, you know
Eyes facing each other.
The young man saw the world through Zhou Ye's eyes.
And Zhou Ye saw the ancient times through the eyes of the young man.
Able to fly into the sky and escape from the earth, move mountains and seas, it was really an era when geniuses emerged in large numbers, and this young man was one of the representative figures of that era.
"It turns out that I have already disappeared into thin air..." the young man whispered.
Zhou Ye didn't see any expression on his face.
It was as if the young man really didn't feel anything after knowing that he was indeed gone in the future, as if everything was insignificant.
Is this the mood of the boss
"Click..."
The space shattered, and Zhou Ye's consciousness returned to his body as he watched the world gradually fade away.
After a moment of daze, Zhou Ye remained silent and walked towards the last scroll.
Raise your hand to touch.
This time, it was the voice of a female practitioner.
"Six Forms of Killing Immortals..."
Zhou Ye was once again pulled into the world inside the scroll.
The female cultivators are average-looking. Although they are not as glamorous as the fairies outside, they are generally quite attractive.
The female boss raised and lowered her sword, and the immortal looked back.
Powerful beyond words.
Zhou Ye felt that this female boss could even divide the realm with one sword.
"Sword moves like this are what I want to learn." Zhou Ye's juices boiled when he saw it, and he wanted to hug the female boss immediately and ask for help.
But after thinking about it carefully, I found that this sword move is not very suitable for me, and it is said to be the Sixth Form of Zhu Xian, but there is still a question mark as to whether this sword move can shake the immortal.
Consciousness returns to the body.
Zhou Ye touched his chin and pondered.
The little holy elephant walked past him, and he started to read the last scroll. After reading the scroll, he looked at Zhou Ye curiously and asked: "Brother, which killing technique are you going to choose?"
"I haven't decided yet, what about you?" Zhou Ye asked after shaking his head.
"Me?" The little holy elephant raised his forehead in distress.
"They are all very powerful. I don't know how to choose."
"It depends on your own situation." Zhou Ye smiled.
The little holy elephant was thinking.
"Every killing technique here is top-notch and very powerful. No matter which one you choose, you will not lose money." Zhou Ye said.
The little holy elephant nodded, he naturally knew this truth.
But among the many killing techniques, you can only choose one.
This made him a little confused. He liked every subject, but could he choose them all
Of course, the Little Holy Elephant also knows the truth of biting off more than one can chew, and can only choose in his heart.
Unlike Little Holy Elephant, Zhou Ye has already made his choice.
It's not the Broken Sword Style, nor the Six Immortal Killing Styles, but the Exaggerated Style.
That sentence: 'Where the sword points, the sun and moon have no light. With one strike of the sword, all the glory is gone. 'It echoes deeply in my heart.
Zhou Moucao has a dream from now on.
One day, with the sword in hand, I can kill all enemies in the world!
Thanks to: (The little boy selling the atomic bomb) ten thousand rewards, (henhen-120) (My surname is Chen Woxincheng) (Zhu Xiahai) (A man named Thirteen) and other book friends for their rewards, thank you very much!
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