Chapter 576, I don’t want to see your face!

The martial arts cynical Hou Zhendong said something very reasonable: I can’t be a pioneer, and I am honored to be with the pioneer.

He could not start a sect and become a legend in the world. However, it was a lucky thing to be able to be in the same era as the legend - many years later, if someone wrote history books, he would naturally make a big book with Fang Yan's battle at Yijian Peak.

Fang Yan transformed into a super Ultraman, and the others became little monsters that besieged Ultraman.

The feeling of Daojun is the strongest.

According to the Knife Master’s previous expectations, after using the old way of chopping the hatchet, it immediately turns into a cross-cutting method to use the second move of the “Cooking Knife”. If the kitchen knife cannot hurt the enemy, then use the third knife, “Bone-clearing Knife” as well.

Chopping wood, cutting vegetables, and picking bones. Three knives walk alone, but sometimes they can be connected into a knife force and combined into one.

This is also the most powerful sword technique in "Sword Book".

Unfortunately, Dao Jun could not use these three swords in a coherent manner. His rhythm and attack pace had been disrupted by the "Tai Chi Light" that Fang Yan suddenly realized.

"Yeah—" Dao Jun's aura sinks into his dantian and wants to cut off the chopping knife in his hand.

However, no matter how hard he used, the hatchet was still held in the middle by the two silver-white light bodies. It was as if it was embedded inside, and it was integrated with the two crystal arms.

Since he couldn't chop down and couldn't cut Fang Yan in half, he wanted to pull out the chopping knife in his hand.

Pull it out and then chop it!

The hatchet knife still didn't move, and all his strength was already sinking into the sea.

Fang Yan felt the strange movement of Dao Jun, and he knew what he was thinking at this moment.

"What is this?" Fang Yan has been asking himself this question. Since the light column appeared, and since the actual light column was dragged by him and the chopping knife that might take his life, he has been thinking about this question.

Is someone helping? Who? That old monk or that old Taoist priest?

They can use dead trees to meet spring, and naturally they can use other more brilliant moves - such as emitting the energy in their bodies and then allowing them to condense into substances to save themselves.

Since they say they are the guardian of the Tai Chi diagram, isn’t it natural to put in some hard work?

Or is the Tai Chi heart mutating again? The last time it changed just the picture turned into lines. Why is this time it changed so weird and scary?

Of course, it looks quite cool. In the future, this beam of light is used to fight with someone and touch the girl's butt with a kitchen knife - no one else knows that it was done by himself.

"It's my turn now?" Fang Yan looked at Dao Jun and asked with a smile.

Dao Jun's pupils shrank slightly, and he asked in a cold voice: "What the hell is this?"

Everyone has the desire to win, and everyone has the desire to be curious.

Dao Jun knew he was going to win, but he wanted to know where he lost - what the hell was that column of light? Is it really good to hide a flashlight on his head?

"This is the light of justice-" Fang Yan said. "Those who have attained enlightenment will have many helpers, and those who have lost their power will have few helpers. You set up a trap to kill me, and even God can't stand it anymore-"

While talking, Fang Yan's palm suddenly stretched out.

A light palm!

The clouds fade!

The wind is light!

Like spring flowers and autumn fruits, like drizzle and snow, like insects and birds singing, like earthworms loosening the soil.

However, when the palm slapped Dao Jun’s chest, Dao Jun’s clothes were immediately torn into pieces by a powerful and domineering force, and then splashed in all directions.

No piece of fabric hit the ground, and it was incinerated into dust in the air.

Bang--

Dao Jun's abdomen was knocked down and then he pushed up again.

At the same time, Dao Jun's body flew backwards.

Before it landed, a mouthful of blood had sprayed out.

Puff—

Snowflakes splashed in the air, like a bloody rain.

When Fang Yan slapped it out with a palm, the light column above the head also disappeared.

It comes suddenly and leaves mysteriously. It seems that it has never appeared before.

Bang-

Diaozhu's toes were a little on the ground, her body flew up, and she picked up the sword man in the air, and then jumped towards the position where her brother Kuroki stood.

After they landed, Chihuo Mu and the man in black had already stood in front of them from left to right to avoid Fang Yan's pursuit of victory.

They were originally surrounded by scattered surroundings, each guarding a corner. However, after Fang Yan showed his unique strength to shock them, they had to make a new attack.

In other words, the gathering has become a defensive formation now.

In the fight field, you speak entirely by strength, and whoever is stronger is rampant.

After the defeat of Dao Jun, Fang Yan had already taken the initiative on the field.

"Again--" After the sword fell to the ground, his internal organs almost moved, and his blood and energy were still rolling. He tried hard to stand firm, but he still vomited blood.

Fang Yan's power was enough for him to recuperate for three or five years before he could recover.

Diaozhu passed his energy into Daojun's body, helping him suppress the boiling blood wave. When his mind calmed down, the purple redness on his face gradually disappeared, and then he took his hand back.

He walked to Fang Yan, looked at him with sharp eyes, and said, "The heart of Tai Chi has mutated again?"

"This is the light of justice-" Fang Yan said shamelessly. The light of justice will naturally only come to the righteous people. Those who want to ambush and become the righteous are naturally not good people - this is what Teacher Fang Yan's principle is. If I can't beat you, I will scold you, and if I can't scold you, I will beat you to death. If I can't beat you or scold you, then draw circles and curse you.

Diaozhu knew that this was not the light of justice, so where was there any light of justice in this world?

He knew Dao Jun's strength, but Dao Jun couldn't even cut a single knife in front of him, which made his heart full of uncertainty.

Fighting on the battlefield is either alive or dead. Don’t be careless at all.

Diabo stared at Fang Yan with sharp eyes and said, "Let's go with it together-"

"Not good, right?" said Kuriki. "What is the reason why we are a group of old people joining forces to bully a young man? Otherwise, I will try his depth first - I don't believe it-"

"Shut up." Diaboo shouted angrily. He knew that his younger brother was so happy that he always liked to do things that were popular.

If it were the past, he would let it go. The country is easy to change, but his nature is difficult to change. He knew that his younger brother was like this by nature, and he didn't want to force him to do things he didn't want to do.

But this time it was different. He felt danger from Fang Yan.

His face was smiling, looking like nothing happened. But from the palm he had just slapped at Dao Jun, he knew that this kid had already had the intention of killing.

He hated people like him in his heart, and that palm just now wanted to kill Dao Jun's life.

If the sword king hadn't had great strength, he had already secretly accumulating energy before Fang Yan slapped that palm, he might have ended his life with just one palm.

"Everyone come together." Diabola said firmly, her tone was unquestionable. "Also, little girl, if you don't want to die, it's better to use your strength to feed. You should know what your choice represents-you have no position, but your family has a position."

"I understand." The man in black said in a low voice.

"Take it." Diaboo shouted violently.

While he was shouting, his body rushed towards Fang Yan like a rabbit.

He took the lead and waved his hands constantly. Countless palm shadows appeared in front of him, and countless palm shadows turned into countless phantoms that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The Ghost Palm of the King of Hell!

Ao--

A palm was swung out, and ghosts cried and howled.

"I'll do it." Sui Mu shouted and attacked Fang Yan from the side.

Heimu has a strong personality, so the moves he uses are also extremely decisive and fierce.

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, and the Arhat angrily looked at him.

A punch was blown out, with a sharp energy and a scattered intention.

Arhat Fist!

The two brothers were one in front and one left, one soft and one strong, and they surrounded and attacked Fang Yan.

The man in black stood there, looking at the battle group in front of him with beautiful eyes hesitation.

After thinking for a while, he finally gritted his teeth, spread his body, and rushed towards Fang Yan in the battle group.

Her arrival quickly restored the position to the right, and the three of them simply surrounded Fang Yan in a U-shaped shape.

Luo Jin, the sword master, did not give up. After several deep breaths, he rushed towards Fang Yan from behind with a hatchet.

The body is like a mountain, and the tip of the knife is raised!

"Blade Note" The third knife, the bone-removing knife!

With one knife, the world changes color.

Fang Yan was surrounded by four masters, and his body was spinning like a gyro.

The Tai Chi heart has unfolded, and the Tai Chi realm has taken their body attacks in sight.

His body had moved to the extreme. When their attacks arrived at the same time, Fang Yan's body soared into the air with a "whisper".
To be continued...