What does it mean to be just okay?

Such terrifying power was like the power of heaven, like a huge mountain pressing down on one's head. The way the ancient dragon elephant roared through the heavens made everyone feel suffocated.

Everyone, including the leader of the Qinglian Sect, Tu Mieyang and others.

This kind of Tianjue Dragon Elephant Sword is definitely not something that the Tianjue Dragon Elephant Sword of the Tianjue Sect can unleash.

With such a terrifying martial art, Yang Zhen just said calmly that it was just passable?

Yang Zhen, Uncle Yang, Grandpa Yang, how many of these barely passable martial arts do you still have? Now Tu Mieyang no longer had the desire to fight, and he only wanted to show Yang Zhen his own martial arts.

But how is this possible?

Yang Zhen wanted to smash his head. In this case, would Yang Zhen also change him a little? Boom! A loud noise shook the world, and Zhou Tong's figure appeared again, holding a yellowish-brown long sword in his hand. It looked like it was condensed by aura. Dragons and elephants flew around him, and waves of destructive power surrounded him. Even his momentum broke through the eighth level!

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A series of complacent laughter came, and Zhou Tong's face was full of ecstasy. He stared at Tu Mieyang in the crowd and said, "Come on, old man Tu, let me chop you twice..."

The corners of Tu Mieyang's mouth twitched wildly. Damn it, didn't you see that all the disciples in the martial arts training field rushed out crawling?

This violent martial arts technique seemed to have the aura of ancient times. You want me to go up and let you chop me? And you want me to chop me twice?

Swish! Everyone around Tu Mieyang changed their expressions and quickly dodged to the surroundings.

Even Tu Mieyang's direct disciple Dong Tianming dodged to the side as fast as lightning, fearing that Zhou Tong would chop him down in excitement.

If such a sword was struck on Tu Mieyang, perhaps Tu Mieyang would be able to withstand it. However, if it was struck on Dong Tianming, he would definitely die, with his soul being destroyed.

Look at that bastard Yang Zhen. Although what he said was just a makeshift one, there was an expression of surprise on his face.

Obviously, even he did not expect that Zhou Tong's sword could unleash such devastating power.

How did this bastard do it? Was it really just a slight modification?

Even if Dong Tianming was beaten to death, he would believe such words.

Could it be that Yang Zhen is really, as the rumors say, a descendant of the barbaric era, a disciple from the barbaric heritage?

But the disciples of the Wilderness inheritance shouldn't be so evil, right? When Dong Tianming was daydreaming, Tu Mieyang pointed at Zhou Tong and said angrily, "You old bastard, why don't you cut yourself twice?"

Zhou Tong laughed strangely, looking at Tu Mieyang with a playful face, and said in a sarcasm: "Old man, are you scared? If I said this on normal days, you would have rushed up to fight me with your beard puffed and eyes glared. Now you actually say this, are you really scared? Come on, don't be so stingy, you won't die if I chop you with two swords, you really won't die..."

Tu Mieyang's mouth twitched, and the corners of his eyes also began to twitch, but he was not really angry. Instead, he said in a deep voice: "Zhou Tong, now is not the time to joke. Tell me the truth. Is what you are using now really the Heavenly Dragon Elephant Sword?"

Zhou Tong glanced at Yang Zhen, nodded seriously and said, "Version 1.0!"

Hearing this, Tu Mieyang almost rushed forward and strangled Zhou Tong to death.

Of course, let alone now, even in the past, Tu Mieyang could not kill Zhou Tong.

Just keep it as version 1.0, don’t bother with this old guy.

Damn!

"That……"

"You old man, why are you talking so much nonsense? I've been setting up my guard here for a long time, but you haven't come up yet. Do you still want to get along?"

Tu Mieyang was stunned. Damn it, who the hell did he learn these words from?

Roar! Before Tu Mieyang could react, the ancient dragon elephant in the air roared and rushed towards Tu Mieyang.

"I can't wait any longer. I'm very excited now. Let's fight first!"

Zhou Tong shouted loudly, leaped up and rushed towards Tu Mieyang. The ochre-yellow long sword in his hand suddenly emitted a buzzing sound, and the entire space around him began to vibrate.

Tu Mieyang's face changed drastically, and he roared, "Asshole, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

As he spoke, Tu Mieyang leaped up and advanced instead of retreating. The long sword in his hand split the sky and the earth. A blood-red light, carrying a destructive aura, rushed towards Zhou Tong.

"not good!"

The Qinglian Sect Master's face changed drastically, and he shouted to everyone, "Hurry up and leave this place. Please give me a hand."

Buzz! There was a roar, and the leader of the Qinglian Sect waved his hands, and a terrifying wave of air enveloped the entire martial arts training ground, but it was obviously unable to withstand the terrifying martial arts of Tu Mieyang and Zhou Tong.

The other people who were ready to take action all changed their expressions and attacked at the same time, finally blocking out the destructive aura that filled the sky.

Seeing this, the six disciples dared not stay where they were and almost crawled towards the surroundings, not forgetting to look back while rushing.

Being able to witness the two final battles is a rare opportunity for the disciples of the six sects.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

But... life comes first!

Even Yang Zhen rolled and crawled outside, cursing under his breath, wishing he would not teach that old bastard Zhou Tong a lesson.

Yang Zhen really didn't expect that the fight between the two powerful masters would be so devastating.

Look, even the space is shattered, and the power of the void collapses. Although there are only tiny fragments of space, it is not something that ordinary people can withstand.

If an ordinary person were even slightly involved in such a force, he would be killed and perhaps not even a complete corpse would be left.

After running out, Yang Zhen, like those disciples, watched the battle between Zhou Tong and Tu Mieyang intently.

A battle on this level is almost a blessing for other disciples, and it is even more precious for Yang Zhen.

Boom! Zhou Tong's sword changed the color of the world, and the dragon and elephant shook the sky and destroyed the earth. The violent force directly pierced Tu Mieyang to the ground. He laughed loudly, with a hearty attitude.

Tu Mieyang was in a miserable situation. He had to resist the 1.0 version of Tianjue Dragon Elephant Sword and cursed angrily.

"Wow, old man Tu, do you know how long I have been waiting for this day? This is so satisfying. It's so satisfying."

While beating him, Zhou Tong also ridiculed him with a gloating look on his face.

Tu Mie's Yang Qi was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

The 1.0 version of Tianjue Dragon Elephant Sword was really terrifying, so terrifying that Tu Mieyang almost couldn't hold on.

But this kind of battle was also an opportunity for Tu Mieyang. The two of them became more and more excited as they fought, from the sky to the ground, and from the ground to the sky.

Of course, Tu Mieyang got beaten more often.

It's amazing, just amazing.

Everyone around was stunned and all their eyes fell on Yang Zhen.

The leader of the Qinglian Sect, other elders, including Dong Tianming and the Purple Star Saint, all looked at Yang Zhen with strange expressions.

Especially the Purple Star Saint, her eyes were shining brightly, and no one knew what she was thinking.

(End of this chapter)