Chief don't slap in the face

"Human, you are finally here, I can't wait to blow your head off!"

Uncle Matou laughed and joked.

"Tsk tsk, Uncle Matou, what's your attitude? Judging by his bull-headed terrier, he is polite and polite, so he looks like a qualified gatekeeper!"

Xia Ye teased.

"I'm a tauren, I have no stalks!"

Niutou was furious, and this guy called himself a dog again!

"You are the tauren from Thunder Bluff? Then you should dye your hair green!"

Xia Ye shrugged his shoulders, focusing on the horse face.

"Ok?"

Niutou looked confused.

"Idiot, he scolded you for being green!"

Uncle Matou had a helpless expression on his face, there was no one else who was so stupid to take on the responsibility!

"Bastard!"

Niutou was furious, but it was a pity that he had already lost, so he had no right to attack Xia Ye.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you can't observe the result, start the third test!"

Uncle Matou urged, and discovered Xia Ye's little thoughts.

"Is it enough to beat you?"

Although Ma Lian nodded, Xia Ye didn't think it was that difficult, otherwise what would a person with a low level do if he picked up the Great Wilderness Book of Souls?

The selection of the master in the Bible should be based on qualifications, right?

Uncle Matou held the halberd and slammed it hard on the floor.

Boom!Boom!

Some balls of light shot out from the cracks in the floor and floated on the square like balloons.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, after touching these light balls, it will damage the consciousness, if there are more than six, you will die!"

Uncle Matou looked very serious: "And you only have three chances to challenge, are you sure you want to use it this time?"

"I think you should go back and practice for a while!"

This time, Niutou was a little worried about Xia Ye. To be honest, the Bible hadn't met a new owner for many years. It felt that Xia Ye was not bad!

"Don't bother you!"

Xia Ye grinned, pulled out Tai Ah, and instead of attacking Uncle Matou, he slashed at a ball of light in front of him.

boom!

The light cluster exploded.

"what?"

Neither Niutou nor Ma Mian thought that Xia Ye would adopt such a method, and they were a little stunned. This guy, maybe he is mentally retarded, right?Obviously reminded him!

After this Calvin, I feel like I'm going to evolve!

Chapter 228

The light cluster exploded, and a white halo was born, radiating like the ripples on the surface of a lake, spreading across the body.

Swish!

Xia Ye was shocked instantly, his whole body was tingling, as if being pricked all over his body by countless fine needles like cow hair, the itching was unbearable.

"So that's it, you want to test the damage of the light ball!"

Uncle Matou curled his lips and gave a big thumbs up: "Have courage!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's fight!"

Xia Ye exerted strength with both feet, changed the line several times in a row, and rushed towards Uncle Matou.

In the square at this time, there were many balls of light floating in the air, like balloons, which was very annoying, making Xia Ye unable to charge in a straight line.

Uncle Matou was strong, so he didn't dodge as usual. With a grin, he waved his long-handled war halberd and hit the tip of the blade.

Ding!

A huge force struck, causing Xia Ye's wrist to hurt, and he could hardly cover the hilt of the sword, and directly pushed the blade away.

"interesting!"

Xia Ye raised his brows, turned around following the momentum of the long sword, and slashed again.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

The weapons collided, making a series of dense sounds.

"It's fair, so you can't touch the light ball either!"

Xia Ye was satisfied. Uncle Matou could have opened up and attacked vigorously, but because he was dodging the flash ball, his combat effectiveness was also suppressed.

"Can't touch it, it's better than you!"

Uncle Matou joked: "I haven't fought a challenger for a long time, don't die too fast, that would be too boring!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely make you happy!"

Xia Ye said, shaking his wrist.

Brutal killing!

Swish!Swish!Swish!

The blade of the sword flickered, like a pear blossom blooming, and it exploded in an instant, drowning Uncle Matou.

"Exquisite!"

Uncle Matou gave a big praise, but he didn't dodge or dodge. The bronze halberd, which was obviously a heavy weapon, was like an embroidery needle in its hand, dancing like a feather, and took over the brutal killing.