"General, you handed over your big sword to Yin Yang, I'm afraid he won't be able to use it at all." The coach told the truth.

There is no need to question whether a high-level soul cultivator can pick up something "just" five or six hundred kilograms. However, if a person uses a weapon of weight, he may be very uncomfortable if he exchanges something else.

But Xiong Ritian's stubbornness glared at his copper bell-like eyes: "I said yes, you dare to say no?"

The coach immediately twitched: "Okay, sure, you have a good view, your vision is of course correct."

"This is still a bear word," Xiong Ritian yelled at Qin Yang in the distance, "Yin Yang, there is a bastard who wants to challenge you. Come on, I will help you, and then!"

As he said that, the slap with two slaps, four and a half feet long, and two fingers thick, threw them over. What a great guy, it was so powerful that it was so powerful that it was like he was going to murder Qin Yang.

Qin Yang was stunned, and he stretched his backhand and held the handle of the big knife in his hand, without moving at all. Qin Yang was secretly shocked and thought that he almost activated the high-level force, almost revealing the situation.

At this time, Qin Yang still couldn't understand whether Xiong Ritian wanted to help or deliberately mess with him?

Helplessly, he could only bow and say, "Thank you, General Xiong, for borrowing the knife."

Xiong Ritian immediately laughed and patted the coach's shoulder and said, "Silly bird, I just said that Yin Yang can use my knife, hahaha, it seems that my old bear's vision is getting more and more awesome."

The coach nodded submissively: "General is wise."

"That's not bad," Xiong Ritian laughed and said to Qin Yang, "Yin Yang, I just wanted to lend you a knife, but this fool actually said that you are not good at using my mountain knife to chop. Now show me some power and teach me a lesson about what the hell is called She Jun, so that they can see my eyes."

When Qin Yang heard this, he confirmed that this foolish guy really wanted to help him, but the method was a little bit more slutty. So he smiled and said, "Okay! Actually, I have to say that the general's vision is really sharp and unparalleled. Although his subordinates are average in shape, they are actually a power-type body. When they have not reached the level of soul cultivation, they can swing weapons weighing hundreds of pounds."

I'll just slap it, I can really whisper.

However, Qin Yang also has his own purpose. His soul power can be limited to the top grade of the Yingying period, but even without using the war totem and thunder tribulation body, he can at least reach the strength of the natural semi-saint level, and borrow as much as he wants.

The problem is that if he inexplicably defeated the lower-grade demon clan of Linghui's period with his strength in the Ying period, he would be afraid that others would be suspicious. Now, Xiong Ritian gave him a reason - his natural physical divine power. In this way, even if he defeated She Junyu, it would not be a surprise.

Huhu... Qin Yang swung the mountain knife and waved it, and the wind was so powerful that he could even dance lightly and use exquisite moves, giving people the feeling that he was holding a big axe on tofu.

"Hahaha!" Xiong Ritian laughed, "I just said that this guy must be suitable for this mountain cutting knife, great wonderful! It seems that my old bear is really a wise general, with a sharp eye."

A group of people lowered their heads and did not dare to look up, for fear that Xiong Ritian would see the smile in their eyes.

The challenge began. Qin Yang carried the huge mountain-cutting knife on his shoulder, hooked his left finger, and smiled and said, "She Junyu, I wonder how much you can improve after you become a beast? Just use it directly."

She Junyu smiled gloomyly: "Beast-turning? I turned into a beast in front of General Xiong. Then after you lose, you said that the reason for the failure was because I turned into a beast, right? Boy, I won't give you this excuse! Why should I turn into a beast in the Ying-Change period when dealing with you a low-grade level in the Ying-Change period?"

As he said that, She Junyu activated his soul power. Since the demon clan naturally had the soul of a strange beast, the fighting soul would not float above his head, but instead a soul light would appear directly.

Light blue, the standard Linghui period low-grade.

Qin Yang flashed with a rich blue soul light, showing the state of the top level of the Huaying period. However, he secretly increased his strength. Anyway, he had the first words and claimed that he was born with divine power, right? So, it wouldn't be too surprised to secretly take out the strength of the lower level of the Linghui period.

She Junyu held a pair of water-dividing spurts in his hand. This thing is very small and sharp, suitable for fighting in water. The sashimi is one foot long, with a ring in the middle of it being wrapped around his middle finger, and the other four fingers grasp the middle of the sashimi. However, when necessary, the four fingers can also be loosened. With the technique of shaking the wrist or fingers, the steel spurts rotate.

In short, this weapon is suitable for underwater combat, but is relatively small. When this pair of split spunlaces compares to the mountain-cutting knife in Qin Yang's hand, it immediately forms a sharp contrast.

"Stop it to death, boy!" She Junyu smiled grimly, grabbed the steel thorn in his hand and rushed straight to Qin Yang, and headed straight to Qin Yang's stomach. He was so cruel that he would at least suffer a severe blow.

Qin Yang sneered, and a huge fan cut from the mountain knife in his hand made She Junyu dare not approach it. Even if the demon clan is strong, he dare not be cut by this powerful knife.

Although she was so adept at avoiding the past, She Junyu grinned and said, "If you have the ability, you have been so consuming your soul power! The guy in the Ying period consumes so much soul power. I see when you can hold on!"

Yes, the "weak" holds heavy troops and dances like this wild dance without hesitation, how can it last?

Even the coach shook his head and said, "Although this Yin Yang is naturally powerful, he is not even weaker than She Junyu. However, the weapons are..."

He didn't dare to say that Qin Yang's weapon was used incorrectly. Isn't it equivalent to saying that Xiong Ritian's vision is not good?

In fact, Xiong Ritian now felt that it was probably a wrong decision to give Qin Yang the big knife. But this guy was stubborn and said, "Anyway, it's not over yet. I think this kid Yin Yang is quite capable of supporting him... Well, if he can hold on to three points, it's even if he performs well."

The coach retorted in his heart: Three-pointers are conservative. It seems that Yin Yang’s five-pointers are not short of time to support him, but even if he supports him for so long, he will still lose in the end. Humph, if he uses the long sword at his hand, the outcome is unknown.

But overall, everyone thinks that Qin Yang only supports three or five minutes of time, and it is absolutely impossible to support more than half a quarter of an hour.

However, as time goes by, everyone is stunned-

Half a quarter of an hour passed, and Qin Yang was still wielding his mountain knife wildly, without any fatigue;

A quarter of an hour later, it was still the case, but She Junyu began to get a little tired;

For a quarter of an hour and a half, Qin Yang was still waving wildly, and She Junyu was already sweating profusely.

But even so, this strange situation continues...

It's very simple. Although Qin Yang does not show too transcendent power, his actual soul power is too fierce. So even if he is holding a mountain knife, it is actually equivalent to a strong man holding a child's toy sword and constantly gesturing with another child. All he uses is the child's strength, so he can almost wield it endlessly until... well, until he starves to death, otherwise he will not stop.

She Junyu felt sad inside.
Chapter completed!