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Chapter 446: The Elder's Gift



Void Slicing.

The ground is a prison.

The opportunity that the four evil eyes thought was given by Chu He.

The void pierced by their tears had already been imprisoned.

It's the place that leads to the prison.

Chu He kneaded the evil eye that was captured alive in his hand, and like his brothers, he was half dead, and then threw it into the dark void.

Next, he has to find trouble with the Celestial Clan.

It is a little inconvenient to bring these five guys into the great world of Xuanyang.

Ran?!

Ancestor Yanshan feels incredible.

The four evil eyes that he thought were mortal, finally gained life.

The turn of events caught him off guard.

Reversed too fast.

Pretend to be big!

As the four evil eyes fell into the void, the sword that was cut out then fell back at a faster speed than when it came.

The pressure on Ancestor Yanshan's head disappeared, and he was full of scorn in his heart.

This senior did not capsize, but he lost his hand.

The prey he got ran away right under his nose.

This is very damaging to the reputation of the predecessors.

However, there is also something wrong. If you continue to catch up with the sword just now, even if the four evil eyes escape into the void, the probability of being alive is not high.

Even if he escaped in the end, he would have to pay an unimaginable price.

That senior, why didn't the sword continue?

Ancestor Yanshan couldn't figure it out.

Hit such a mighty sword, but finally put it down.

This thing feels weird.

Although doubtful,

He didn't have the guts to go to Tianhe to question.

That sword was too terrifying, and it still has lingering fears now.

And at the same time.

Zhao Baiyi also felt puzzled.

Senior asked her to catch her alive, why did she let the four evil eyes escape in the end?

Don't let her go after him.

What is the significance of this sword?

Cut to play?

Zhao Baiyi, who had returned to consciousness, had doubts in his heart, and respectfully handed back the small silver sword in his hand to Chu He.

While having doubts in her heart, she was also reminiscing about the sword intent she had just learned from the world of swords.

That feeling fascinated her.

At this moment, she is still entangled in her heart. If Chu He was not by her side, she would have just crossed her knees to digest it like most of her classmates' choices.

This time, although let the evil eye run away.

But all the people on their ships have benefited.

This is an opportunity for you, and it is also the meaning of this sword!

Chu He didn't answer and said with a smile.

Cleared her doubts.

The four evil eyes, on the path of origin, did not go far.

The strength is much worse than that of Chu He.

He has many ways to capture them alive.

In the end, he chose the one with great momentum.

Of course it's not just looking for trouble.

Instead, there was a temporary interest, giving Zhao Baiyi a chance to give the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect in this ship a chance.

It's one of his hobbies.

Do what you want, do what you want.

Encounter is fate.

Different scenes give different opportunities.

The silver sword was not low, barely reaching the golden color.

Even for the existence of the source, it is a treasure.

If not for Chu He.

given a chance.

Even if the strength of the entire fleet is combined, it is impossible to integrate into the silver sword.

Their determination, their will, is the opportunity given by Chu He.

Anyone who has an unstable mind and a strong will will miss this opportunity.

Of course, not everyone will miss out.

It's just that the sword is unstable, and those who are not strong-willed will miss it.

With this sword, Zhao Baiyi will not be confused all the way to the realm of origin.

As for everyone else, there are great benefits.

However, the realm of origin.

Except for the master swordsman, naturally not everyone can achieve it.

It can only be said that there is a chance to produce a few strong origins.

Of course it's possible to have none at all.

It depends on chance.

The small silver sword just gives a few chances.

In addition, the Tianhe fleet in the future, in cooperation with Zhao Baiyi, will be able to exert its original combat power.

Their combined strike was not as fierce as it is today.

It is no problem to touch the ordinary source existence.

In the future, Zhao Baiyi will break through to the realm of origin, cooperate with Xiaojian, and the disciples of this fleet's Divine Sword Sect.

Even if she has just broken through, she is not weak in the realm of origin.

This chance should be counted as the strongest chance that she and Divine Sword Sect encountered.

It is also the most intimate opportunity.

Zhao Baiyi looked at Chu He with a smile.

Excited hands tremble.

Look what she heard!

Chance!

A unique opportunity!

The ancestors wanted to give this sword to her.

She really has a heart-to-heart with Xiaojian now, and she didn't dare to think too much about it. Now it seems that this is the ancestor who is cultivating the younger generation!

so excited!

No words can describe her mood at this moment.

Except for Xie En, Zhao Baiyi did not shirk the blame.

This is a gift from the elders, to help the younger generation.

It doesn't matter if there is credit or not.

If you pretend to refuse, you don't know what's good or bad.

Of course, there is another point, even at this moment, she has not realized the true power of this little sword.

Otherwise, even if it is given by the elder, she may not dare to ask for it.

She only thought that this little sword was really extraordinary to her, unimaginable.

But for an invincible powerhouse like the ancestor, who can only overwhelm several original existences, it may be just a gadget.

With her knowledge, it is not enough to understand the real extraordinaryness of Xiaojian, how unimaginable it is.

You let the fleet continue to enter the great world of Xuanyang, I just need to mention a little about my business, don't say too much.

Chu He then said to Zhao Baiyi.

After speaking, his figure disappeared in a flash.

At this moment, most of the people in the ship are digesting their income after their consciousness comes out of the Divine Sword.

But there are also a few elders at the level of Heavenly Saint, who endured the unbearable feeling in their hearts and came over.

Now things are basically over.

Their consciousness returned, they communicated with each other, and they all responded.

I am afraid that there is not a senior on this ship.

And the only one who is close to the truth is the main sword disciple.

Suspecting that there is an ancestor, they dare not make a loud noise, ask directly, and even dare not use their consciousness to sweep.

In order to show respect, they chose to explore slowly in the flesh.

At the moment, basically everyone is sitting cross-legged on the deck.

Standing Zhao Baiyi stood out.

It was quickly noticed by those elders.

Her face, after mastering the sword once, no one in the entire ship is unaware.

Coming to Zhao Baiyi's surroundings, several elders swept their eyes again and again.

Did not see a different figure.

The ancestor they guessed did not see it.

They don't know what to say for a while!

At this moment, Zhao Baiyi, looking at the cloud pattern on the robe, and the cultivation he feels, is just an ordinary disciple of the Dao Realm.

However, in that sword before, she was the master swordsman.

Maybe it has something to do with the ancestors.

So, it feels awkward to get along.

I have seen the elders!

It was Zhao Baiyi who broke the silence first and saluted with his sword.

Did not let the atmosphere down.

Several elders exchanged glances, and then began to ask euphemistically, wanting to get an answer.

There is indeed our ancestor on this ship, and the ancestor wants to enter the great world of Xuanyang with us.

A group of elders confirmed what they were thinking, and seeing that the ancestor did not show up, they did not continue to ask questions.


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