Tu Mieyang laughed the hardest, almost laughing out tears as he staggered to the finishing touch. He looked at Zhou Tong breathlessly and said, "Tian Jue Long Xiang Sword 1.0 version, what a great Tian Jue Long Xiang Sword 1.0 version. I want to see how terrifying the Tian Jue Long Xiang Sword that your 'master' modified for you is now 1.0 version."

The leader of the Qinglian Sect, who had been silent the whole time, showed a bitter smile on his face, shook his head and said, "What nonsense! The Tianjue Dragon Elephant Sword is the supreme sword technique that made the Tianjue Sect famous. It is almost the same as the Twelve Qinglians. They are both martial arts inherited from the barbaric era. How can you change it just like that?"

No wonder so many people in front of him were laughing so hard, there is really no such thing as changing the skills and martial arts casually.

Not to mention that Yang Zhen is only a Saint Realm cultivator. Even if it is an Emperor Realm powerhouse, if he wants to change a martial art, it cannot be accomplished in a day or two. It takes ten or a hundred years or even longer to explore it bit by bit.

Even so, it is not certain that the modification will be successful. And even if it is successful, who can guarantee that it will be better than the original and will not have any side effects?

If not for the high status of the people present, I'm afraid everyone present would have laughed out loud.

Zhou Tong looked at Yang Zhen in confusion, his face full of suspicion. It was not that he did not believe it, but it was just that this matter was too fantastic.

"Boy, can you do it?"

After Zhou Tong asked this question, Tu Mieyang laughed even more breathlessly.

"Old... I haven't laughed so heartily for a long time. Regardless of success or failure today, Zhou Tong, I recognize you as my master. At least you can make me laugh. Just based on this point, he is qualified to be your master."

These words were not polite at all, and Zhou Tong's face turned red with anger.

Yang Zhen was not angry. He looked at Tu Mieyang with pity.

Long hair but short knowledge, Yang really understood why Tu Mieyang kept his hair so long. If it was shorter, wouldn't this sentence be applicable to him? They really cooperated in every aspect.

Zhou Tong's face was ashen with a hint of red. His whole face was dark red. He stared at Tu Mieyang and said, "Old man, don't let me surpass you in strength. Otherwise, I will definitely pin you to the ground!"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned and looked at Zhou Tong with strange expressions.

Tu Mieyang stopped laughing immediately. Rubbing him on the ground would work? This was really infuriating, but it was definitely not something Zhou Tong could imagine.

It must be Yang Zhen, yes, it must be Yang Zhen, that shameless bastard.

It's true that you don't learn good things, but you learn bad things. Tu Mieyang showed a trace of contempt on his face, stared at Zhou Tong and said, "Old thing, I'm waiting for you to pin me to the ground and rub me, but I'm afraid I won't wait for this day in my lifetime."

Zhou Tong snorted coldly. He had no way to refute this statement. If he could, he would have done so long ago.

At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly walked up to Zhou Tong and pointed a finger at his forehead.

And... is it really true?

Seeing Yang Zhen teaching the Dharma in a serious manner, everyone was stunned.

A look of surprise and doubt flashed across Tu Mieyang's face, and then his expression calmed down.

Being disrespectful to the elderly is one thing, but when it comes to this kind of thing, the few of them will not joke about it.

Seeing that Yang Zhen was actually going to teach Zhou Tong, even though he didn't believe it at all, Tu Mieyang's face became solemn.

Dong Tianming on the side looked at Yang Zhen with sarcasm. Although Yang Zhen's strength was a bit strange, it was absolutely impossible for him to pass on his skills to Zhou Tong. Moreover, he had to change the Tianjue Dragon Elephant Sword of Tianjue Sect. It was really ridiculous.

Zhou Tong was also stunned, but the matter of passing on the Dharma was no joke. Yang Zhen's finger had already pointed at him, and Zhou Tong had no time to think about other things. He immediately focused his mind and began to comprehend.

When Zhou Tong reached the final level, passing on the Dharma would be a very simple matter. As long as Zhou Tong completely relaxed his mind, Yang Zhen's passing on the Dharma would become extremely smooth.

Some were gloating, some were incredulous, and some felt it was ridiculous. In short, everyone had a different expression on their face.

The next moment, everyone's eyes widened.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhou Tong suddenly opened his eyes, with dragon-elephant aura flashing in his eyes. There were bursts of strange visions rumbling in the air, as if huge and terrifying dragons and elephants were flying through the air.

The terrifying pressure dealt a severe blow to the minds of everyone present.

Especially the powerful ones like the leader of Qinglian Sect and Tu Mieyang, who were capable of making the final move, had an expression of disbelief on their faces.

Everyone was familiar with Zhou Tong's Tianjue Dragon Elephant Sword, and Tu Mieyang and Zhou Tong had practiced together countless times. His understanding and feelings about the Tianjue Dragon Elephant Sword were even deeper than anyone else present.

Seeing the strange vision in Zhou Tong's eyes, Tu Mieyang's face darkened. At the same time, waves of disbelief appeared on his old face.

"No, this is impossible. This is not the Heavenly Dragon Elephant Sword. This must not be the Heavenly Dragon Elephant Sword."

Tu Mieyang shook his head like a rattle. The Tianjue Dragon Elephant Sword produced a dragon and an elephant, and the heaven and earth resonated, but where was the sword now?

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Not to mention the sword, Zhou Tong just stood there without even moving, looking like a fool staring with his eyes wide open.

Can you stare out the Heavenly Dragon Elephant Sword? Not to mention Zhou Tong, even if the ancestor of the Heavenly Jue Sect were alive, he couldn't do it.

But Tu Mieyang couldn't help but believe the scene before him. This strange sight was completely beyond his expectations.

Everyone showed a look of shock on their faces, and everyone's eyes shifted from Zhou Tong to Yang Zhen.

At this moment, Yang Zhen's casual words echoed in the minds of almost everyone present.

I slightly modified the Heavenly Dragon Elephant Sword...

Tian Jue Long Xiang Sword Version 1.0...

Damn it, is this the effect that can be achieved by just making a random change? Just when everyone was in doubt, Yang Zhen suddenly stopped and stepped aside.

The eyes of everyone present also followed Yang Zhen and retreated to one side, staring at Yang Zhen intently.

At this moment, a sound like the roar of an ancient dragon and elephant resounded through the sky. Zhou Tong leaped up, and with a bang, an overwhelming and violent aura burst out.

That's right, a violent aura.

Waves of earth-shattering and violent auras came rushing in from mid-air. Everyone in the martial arts training ground felt as if they were being pressed down by a mountain, unable to breathe.

Zhou Tong roared to the sky, and earth-yellow air waves rolled and surged around him. A terrifying giant elephant gathered around him. Everyone was shocked and stared at the ancient dragon elephant in the air. They could not even see Zhou Tong's shadow.

"Just barely... not bad!"

After hearing Yang Zhen’s words, Tu Mieyang and others were shocked. For some reason, they felt a tingling sensation on their scalps.

Do you want another chapter? I'll go code 　　 　 (end of this chapter)