I have a god-level collection technique

Fang Ge is also regarded as the existence of a hegemon in the film world, counting the major forces in the film world, how can he Fang Ge be able to be sent into the top ten, so Zhao Zhu naturally has an arrogance in his heart.

According to the information he had obtained, this Chen Ye was just a casual cultivator, and there was no force behind it, and at best he had some connections with the country's occult investigation team, and he had no support.

Zhao Zhu's friends in the Occult Investigation Team told him that Chen Ye and the Occult Investigation Team were only cooperative relations, and there was no deeper connection between them.

In this way, Zhao Zhu has nothing to worry about.

"Brother Chen, I'm giving you one last chance, give me that map, and in return, I can ask the master to intercede for you and let you enter our pavilion, so that you can have something to rely on, what do you say, Brother Chen?"

"Join the Pavilion, do you mean that I will become a servant of the Pavilion in the future and serve you?"

Chen Ye naturally knew that the so-called joining the Fang Pavilion could only become a disciple of the Outer Pavilion of the Fang Pavilion at best, doing chores in the Fang Pavilion, and lifting shoes for a disciple like Zhao Zhu who had entered the Pavilion, Zhao Zhu's so-called return was not so much an insult to Chen Ye!

"Brother Chen, you can't say that, with Brother Chen's qualifications, isn't it a matter of early time to become a disciple of the cabinet? "

Zhao Zhu looked at Chen Ye with a playful expression, his eyes were full of contempt and disdain, it seemed that in his eyes, giving Chen Ye a chance to join the Fang Pavilion was already a great gift for Chen Ye.

Zhao Zhu's style similar to that of a rich boy has always been disgusted by Chen Ye, and this kind of person always thinks of himself too noblely.

They always live in an illusory dream, and this dream needs someone to break it.

"Listen to your send, and you deserve it!"

Chen Ye snorted coldly, and even though the sword qi in his hand was raging, he stabbed straight towards Zhao Zhu.

"Hmph, I don't know what to do, look for death!"

Zhao Zhu didn't expect Chen Ye to really dare to make a move on him, if he hadn't seen that Chen Ye's strength was good, and he had the heart to pull into the Fang Pavilion to become his own force, how could he say so much nonsense to him.

Chen Ye's speed was very fast, and the Heavenly Sword was instantly close to Zhao Zhu's chest, and it only took two inches deeper to pierce his chest.

However, Zhao Zhu, as a disciple of the Fang Pavilion, naturally has his own ability.

I saw that his footsteps quickly retreated, and then his body was slightly sideways, just dodging this fatal blow, and his reaction was not unpleasant.

Chen Ye also had to admit that Zhao Zhu was not a little stronger than the two of the Eight Views Palace, and his combat experience and combat skills were far superior to those two, which may be the difference between elites and ordinary disciples.

One blow missed, Chen Ye immediately turned the blade of the sword, and the whole person forced to the right, relying on his body to drive the Yitian Sword to move, forcing Zhao Zhu to retreat uncontrollably.

The back is a wall, and just when Zhao Zhu was about to be forced to retreat, he decisively fell backwards, kicked the wall, and pulled out the long sword he was carrying behind him.

The two swords collided with each other, making a sonorous sound of gold and iron, and the battle between the two was comparable for a while.

Chen Ye had to sigh a strength, this square pavilion seems to be famous for sword cultivation, Zhao Zhu has been practicing in the square pavilion for many years, and his achievements in the way of the sword should not be underestimated.

Chen Ye was able to compete with him with the runes of the three Peach Blossom Sword Gods, but he could not completely suppress him, which reflected Zhao Zhu's kendo skills.

"Hmph, idiot, compete with me with a sword? I'll let you see today, what is real swordsmanship!"

Zhao Zhu's face was full of banter, and he quietly exerted force in his hand, and then the rebound effect of the force, and finally opened up some distance between the two.

Chen Ye saw Zhao Zhu suddenly let go of his hands and let his sword levitate in mid-air, and then he also closed his eyes.

The next moment, Chen Ye was slightly surprised to see that Zhao Zhu's sword was actually divided into three, and this kind of change was really a bit strange.

Seeing the surprise in Chen Ye's eyes, the corners of Zhao Zhu's mouth couldn't help but hook up an arc.

What he performed was the swordsmanship that the disciples of the Fang Pavilion must learn, and this kind of swordsmanship required the cooperation of the Fang Pavilion's special sword, which could divide the sword into three, and it would not affect anything else except for the slight reduction in size.

"Hillbilly, I don't know this, and you dare to go against me!"

Zhao Zhu's mind moved, and these three swords moved slowly, and then he saw these three swords attacking towards Chen Ye quickly, and the speed was staggering.

There was a glimmer of light in Chen Ye's eyes, this was the art of the Imperial Sword, and it looked really good.

He had some great interest in the art of Edgeworth, and if he mastered it, he might be able to use the twelve wooden swords.

Therefore, this sword art Chen Ye is also bound to win, in this case, Zhao Zhu must die!

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Ye's battle intent became higher and higher, and the sword qi of the Heavenly Sword in his hand skyrocketed, and Chen Ye attached the wind runes and earth runes to the sword body, so as to improve the defense and speed, so that he could better deal with Zhao Zhu's attack.

It was too late, it was too fast, Zhao Zhu's attack had already reached Chen Ye, Chen Ye quickly raised the Heavenly Sword, and in an instant, he had no less than a hundred duels with Zhao Zhu's three swords.

The seal method in Zhao Zhu's hand was constantly changing, and as time passed, his complexion became ugly, and his eyebrows gradually wrinkled.

He didn't expect that Chen Ye would be able to compete with him for so long, his sword art had reached a point of perfection, and no one in the sect could win except for those three people, and today he would actually draw with Chen Ye?

For Zhao Zhu, this is undoubtedly a denial and insult to him, he absolutely can't accept that he has a tie with a loose cultivator!

"Give me death!"

Zhao Zhu was already angry, and saw that his hands were slightly closed, and the three swords were actually reunited, and his momentum was also skyrocketing.

If it is said that the sword body is divided into three in order to find the enemy's loopholes and kill them in one fell swoop, then the sword body is combined to break through the enemy's defenses in one fell swoop through the soaring momentum, and avoid temptation again and again.

Zhao Zhu has always been a cautious person, so he prefers to use tentative attacks, but this time Chen Ye succeeded in angering him, so Zhao Zhu decided to kill him with all his strength.

Such Zhao Zhu has obviously lost his mind a little, and such Zhao Zhu will also lose his due judgment.

"Dugu Nine Swords, Breaking Sword Style!"

Seeing that Zhao Zhu had dealt a dead hand to himself, Chen Ye immediately responded.

The Heavenly Sword and Zhao Zhu's flying sword needles faced Mai Mang, and the two were on par, once again presenting a confrontation situation. _

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