Martial Fanatic Hou Zhendong had a very reasonable saying: I can't be a pioneer, but I'm honored to be a pioneer.
He couldn't establish his own sect and become a legend. However, being able to be in the same generation as a legend was also a fortunate thing. Many years later, if someone wrote a history book, the battle between him and Fang Yan would be written down.
Fang Yan turned into Ultraman, and the others became little monsters that surrounded and attacked Ultraman.
The Blade Monarch felt it the most.
According to the Blade Monarch's plan, once the momentum of the chopping blade was used up, he would immediately change it into a horizontal slash and use the second move, the Kitchen Knife. If the Kitchen Knife still couldn't hurt the enemy, then he would use the third move, the Boning Knife.
Chopping firewood, chopping vegetables, and boning. The three moves were independent, but sometimes they could be combined into a single move.
This was also the most powerful move in the 《Saber Manual》.
Unfortunately, the Blade Monarch couldn't use these three moves in one go. His rhythm and pace of attack were already disrupted by the Tai Chi Light that Fang Yan suddenly comprehended.
"Hmm …" The Blade Monarch gathered his qi in his dantian and wanted to chop the chopping blade in his hand.
However, no matter how much strength he used, the chopping blade remained motionless in the middle of the two silvery white lights. It was as if it was embedded inside, fusing with the two crystal arms.
Since he couldn't chop down and couldn't chop Fang Yan in half, he wanted to pull out the chopping blade in his hand.
After pulling it out, he would chop again!
The chopping blade was still motionless, all his strength had already sunk into the sea.
Fang Yan sensed the Blade Monarch's strange movement and knew what he was thinking.
"What is this?" Fang Yan had been asking himself this question. Ever since that pillar of light appeared, ever since that seemingly solid pillar of light had been used by him to hold back the chopper that could have taken his life, he had been thinking about this question.
Was there someone helping him? Who? That old monk or that old Daoist?
If they could use the Spring of Withered Wood, they could naturally use other more brilliant moves — for example, releasing the Qi in their bodies and then condensing it into a substance to save themselves.
Since they said that he was the guardian of the Taiji Diagram, wasn't it natural for him to put in some effort?
Or did the Heart of Taiji mutate again? Last time, the image only turned into lines. Why was the mutation this time so strange and scary?
Of course, it still looked quite cool. In the future, he could use this beam of light to fight with others, block people's kitchen knives, and touch little girls' buttocks — no one would know it was him who did it.
"Is it my turn now?" Fang Yan looked at Dao Jun and asked with a smile.
The Saber Monarch's pupils shrank as he asked in a cold voice, "What is this?"
Everyone had the desire to win, and everyone also had curiosity.
Saber Monarch knew that he was going to win, but he really wanted to know how he had lost. What the hell was that beam of light? Is it really a good idea to hide a flashlight on your head?
"This is the Light of Justice — —" Fang Yan said. "A just cause enjoys abundant support, while an unjust one finds little support. You set up a trap to kill me, even the heavens can't bear to watch — —"
As he spoke, Fang Yan suddenly stretched out his palm.
It was a light palm strike!
Light clouds!
Light wind!
Like spring flowers and autumn fruits, like a drizzle of snow. Like the chirping of insects and birds, like an earthworm loosening the soil.
However, when the palm landed on Dao Jun's chest, Dao Jun's clothes were immediately torn to shreds by a majestic and overbearing force. Then, the shreds flew in all directions.
Not a single piece of cloth fell to the ground, as it was already burnt to ashes in the air.
Bang — —
Saber Monarch's abdomen caved in, then popped up again.
At the same time, Saber Monarch's body was sent flying.
Before he landed, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Pfft — —
Snowflakes splashed in the air as if it was raining blood.
When Fang Yan struck out with his palm, the beam of light above his head disappeared.
It came so suddenly, and left so mysteriously. It was as if it had never appeared in the first place.
Pow — —
Kongzhu kicked the ground with the tip of his foot and flew into the air. He grabbed Saber Monarch, who was still in mid-air, and leaped toward his brother, Xiu Mu.
After they landed, Xiu Mu and the man in black were already standing in front of them, one on the left and one on the right, to prevent Fang Yan from chasing after them.
They were originally spread out, each guarding a corner. However, after Fang Yan displayed extraordinary martial arts skills that shocked them, they had no choice but to change their attacking stance.
In other words, they had now gathered into a defensive formation.
In the arena, strength was everything, and whoever was stronger would be more arrogant.
After Saber Monarch was defeated, Fang Yan took control of the situation.
"Ugh — —" After Saber Monarch landed, his internal organs were almost displaced, and his blood was still boiling. He tried his best to stand up, but he still vomited large mouthfuls of blood.
The power of Fang Yan's palm strike was enough for him to recuperate for three to five years.
Kongzhu channeled his energy into Saber Monarch's body to help him suppress the boiling blood. He waited until Saber Monarch's emotions calmed down, and the purplish-red color on his face gradually disappeared before he withdrew his hand.
He walked in front of Fang Yan and looked at him with a sharp gaze. "The Heart of Taiji has mutated again?"
"This is the Light of Justice — —" Fang Yan said shamelessly. The Light of Justice would naturally only descend on righteous people. People like them who wanted to ambush and kill righteous people were naturally not good people — — this was Teacher Fang Yan's principle. If I can't beat you, I'll scold you. If I can't scold you, I'll beat you to death. If I can't beat you or scold you, I'll draw circles to curse you.
Kongzhu knew that this was not the Light of Justice. How could there be such a thing in this world?
He was clear about Saber Monarch's strength, but Saber Monarch couldn't even slash at him. This filled his heart with uncertainty.
In a fight on the battlefield, it was either life or death. He couldn't afford to be careless.
Kongzhu stared at Fang Yan with a sharp gaze and said: "This guy is troublesome, let's attack together — —"
"That's not a good idea, is it?" Xiu Mu said. "What's the point of us old people ganging up on a young one? How about I go up and test his strength — — I don't believe that — — "
"Shut up!" Kongzhu angrily shouted. He knew that his little brother liked to do things that would attract the attention of others.
If it was before, he would let him do as he pleased. A leopard can't change its spots. He knew that his little brother was like this, and he didn't want to force him to do something he didn't want to do.
But this time was different. He sensed danger from Fang Yan's body.
He had a smile on his face as if nothing had happened. But from the palm he used to attack Saber Monarch earlier, he knew that this brat wanted to kill him.
He hated them so much that he wanted to take Saber Monarch's life with that palm.
If it were not for the fact that Saber Lord was very powerful and had been accumulating power before Fang Yan struck, Fang Yan's palm strike would have ended his life.
"Let's attack together," Kongzhu said resolutely, his tone unquestionable. "Also, little girl, if you don't want to die — — you'd better use all of your strength. You should know what your choice represents — — you don't have a position, but your family does. "
"I understand," the black-clothed man said in a low voice.
"Attack!" Kongzhu shouted.
As he shouted, his body was already dashing towards Fang Yan like a rabbit.
He took the lead, waving his hands nonstop. Countless palm shadows appeared in front of him, and the countless palm shadows turned into countless phantoms that were hard to discern with the naked eye.
Yama's Palm — — Ghost Palm!
Roar — —
As he swung his palm, ghosts wailed and wolves howled.
"I'm coming," Xiu Mu shouted, attacking Fang Yan from the side.
Xiu Mu had an intense personality, so the moves he used were also unusually decisive and fierce.
Bodhisattvas lowered their eyebrows, while Arhats glared angrily.
He punched out, his fist was biting cold and filled with fist intent.
Arhat Fist!
The two brothers surrounded Fang Yan, one in front and one on the left, one soft and one hard.
The black-clothed man stood where she was, her beautiful eyes looking at the battle in front of her, hesitating.
After thinking for a moment, he finally gritted his teeth and charged toward Fang Yan, who was in the middle of the battle.
Her arrival quickly filled up the position on the right, and the three of them formed a simple U-shaped encirclement around Fang Yan.
Saber Monarch Luo Jin didn't give up. After taking a few deep breaths, he charged towards Fang Yan from behind with his chopping knife.
His body was like a mountain, the tip of his knife rising!
The third move of the Saber Manual, the Boning Knife!
With one swing of the knife, the sky changed color.
Surrounded by four experts, Fang Yan's body spun wildly like a top.
The Heart of Tai Chi had already been activated, and the Tai Chi Domain had a panoramic view of their attacks.
His body was already moving to the extreme. When the attacks from all four sides reached him at the same time, Fang Yan's body soared into the air with a whoosh.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh —
A strong gust of wind was stirred up by him, like the long tail of a tornado.
Fang Yan's body had just leaped up, dodging their first round of attacks, and then he pressed down with lightning speed.
He flew above their heads, his legs like spears as he ruthlessly kicked at the top of the heads of the two brothers.
He wanted to kick a hole through their skulls.
Sensing danger, Xiu Mu and Kongzhu quickly retreated.
Pa, pa —
The force from their toes flew to the ground, smashing two deep holes in the hard stone ground.
The two retreated, and the encirclement was immediately disbanded.
Fang Yan flew up, and the Saber Monarch's Boning Knife followed suit.
As Fang Yan descended, the Boning Knife immediately slashed at his genitals.
The Butcher Dismembering Ox Technique!
Fang Yan avoided the sharp edge of the Boning Knife. When his body reached a certain height, he kicked at the Saber Monarch's injured chest.
Luo Jin had just been seriously injured, and his body was not as lively as before. Fang Yan's attack was as fast as lightning, and he had no way to dodge. His body was once again swept away by Fang Yan.
When Fang Yan landed, only the black-clothed man was left in the battle.
Fang Yan had originally wanted to chop at the black-clothed man's neck, but halfway through, he withdrew his hand.
When he withdrew his attack, the force from his hand tore off the black-clothed man's black veil.
The black veil fluttered, and Fang Yan grabbed it.
With his back to the black-clothed man, Fang Yan handed over the black veil in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Cover your face again, I don't want to see your face."
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