"Daomen martial arts is a bit powerful." Fang Lin said with admiration.

Qin guanyue mastered Yin and Yang, and based on this, he developed a world in the palm of his hand.

These moves can no longer be described as profound, beyond the scope that ordinary martial artists can understand.

This is the embodiment of mastering a certain way of heaven and earth. Only the arrogant man with high understanding can reach the realm.

Fang Lin has seen many martial arts geniuses in this era, but few of those so-called martial arts geniuses have really come to the table and made Fang Lin sincerely admire them.

Juechen is counted as one, Yin Wuyan is counted as one, and long Zhiming of the dragon family is counted as half.

At present, Qin guanyue also counts as one.

"This boy really has two skills, but his understanding of heaven and earth Avenue is not enough, just the simplest use of yin and Yang." The old mummy said.

Fang Lin laughed, "if I understand enough, then I don't need to hit him."

At this moment, Qin guanyue mastered the formation of the world. With inexplicable and terrible power, juechen attacked many blades. Qin guanyue opened and closed his hands, and the world in his hands showed its power.

When the blade hit, they were all sucked into the palm world and immediately refined by Yin and Yang, which did not play a role at all.

Juechen saw this scene, his eyes slightly frozen, and he was also amazed at Qin guanyue's strength.

However, juechen is juechen. The stronger the opponent is, the more excited he is and the higher his fighting intention is.

"Although there are means, they are illusory and useless in front of absolute strength." Juechen said coldly.

"This is not necessarily." Qin guanyueshen was very solemn and said faintly.

Juechen took a deep breath and clenched the sword in his hand. The man and the knife completely fit together, and his inner strength and the intention of the knife blend together.

Juechen's strength lies in his understanding of the knife.

In the eyes of ordinary warriors, the knife is just a weapon, but in the eyes of juechen, the knife is not a knife, but a part of the body.

Any knife, as long as juechen holds it, you can know the limit of this knife and how much power it can exert.

He didn't know how many knives he had touched. Juechen didn't pay attention to those so-called precious knives and sharp tools.

Only by chance, juechen found a rusty ancient knife on the chest of a corpse.

When juechen held the ancient knife, the rust spots on the knife body all faded, and the sharp cold light flashed out again.

For the first time, juechen met the desired sword, which was the one he used at the moment.

Juechen doesn't know the origin of this knife, but he knows very well that he seems to have been born for this knife. Only in his own hands can this knife exert its real power.

And juechen himself, only when he holds this knife, can he fully display his skills.

Maybe this knife is not the strongest knife in all ages, but it is the most consistent with juechen.

One of the important reasons why juechen sealed himself a hundred years ago is that at that time, he felt that he could not use this knife satisfactorily.

Therefore, juechen, who has been self styled for a hundred years, is born again today, and the use of this knife has also reached the most rounded and perfect level.

His strength is much stronger than that of a hundred years ago. As long as he improves his realm, he can become a first-class strong man at that time.

"It takes only one knife to break your law!" Juechen said in his mouth, and saw that he slowly waved the knife in his hand.

A knife, from top to bottom, very slow, looks like a random chop.

But this knife, however, made juechen's inner strength almost exhausted.

Hum~~

With this knife, Qin Guan's moon color changed dramatically, and his eyes were full of horror.

Equally shocked, it was Fang Lin and Yin Wuyan. Although they were far away, they also felt a terrible knife, spreading in all directions, as if to destroy everything around them.

Juechen has only used this move twice in the past. Both of them were at the peak of their spirits a hundred years ago. Two very powerful opponents made juechen use this move.

Today, facing the Taoist Qin guanyue, the descendant of the same supreme temple, juechen once again showed this most arrogant knife.

This move, without any name, is better than any famous knife technique.

Qin guanyue separated his hands, and the world in his hands suddenly expanded, integrating himself into it to avoid being hurt by juechen's knife.

"Even if you escape to the other side of the world, my knife can cut you!" Juechen drank so much that thousands of knives condensed into one point.

The next moment, Qin guanyue groaned. The world in his palm was fragmented, and Qin guanyue, who was in the world in his palm, was hit hard.

Blood spurted from Qin guanyue's mouth and dyed his Taoist robe red.

This is not over yet. Juechen, holding a treasured knife, directly killed Qin guanyue in front of him without any mercy. He cut off Qin guanyue's head with a knife.

Qin guanyue's eyes were lax, and he was already seriously injured. However, facing the fatal knife, he still responded.

A whisk flew out of the Jiugong bag and swept across juechen.

Juechen cut on the dust, and all the power poured down, but the dust shook slightly, and the power of juechen's knife was easily dissolved.

Then, the dust swept Qin guanyue upside down and flew out, distancing himself from the dust.

Juechen didn't hit him with a knife. Naturally, he won't be reconciled and will come to chase Qin guanyue. At this time, Yin Wuyan couldn't stand it anymore and stood in front of juechen.

"Come on, come on, I'll fight with you." Yin Wuyan stepped on the foot of heaven and stepped on juechen.

Juechen's face was gloomy. He waved a knife and stepped on the foot of heaven.

This time, juechen's body regressed, his face looked a little pale, and his eyes were even more angry.

"What? The people of Taoism lost, and the people of Confucianism will go again?" Juechen said that although he had consumed a lot at the moment, he did not have any fear, and seemed to want to fight with Yin Wuyan again.

Yin was speechless and didn't speak. She couldn't watch Qin guanyue be killed by juechen. After all, they were the three missionaries together, no matter whether the three religions were harmonious or not, but they were good among each other.

At this time, Fang Lin also came near. The Kirin battle suit covered the whole body, but it was very subtle. The Qi machine locked juechen, Qin guanyue and Yin Wuyan.

All three of them changed their colors and looked at Fang Lin. does this guy want to attack them at the same time? This heart is too big.

Further away, a figure quietly appeared, but it restrained all its breath, which did not make Fang Lin and juechen aware of it.

"I didn't expect it to be so lively here, but it gave me a chance to start." The figure was hidden in the dark, muttering in his heart.

PS: the first change