The understanding is incredible: In the beginning, I was invited to pick up the Yihua Palace.

At this moment, the divine moon hangs high in the sky. The blue sea below is endless and sparkling.

Ji Changan, who is located between the blue sea and the bright moon, is like a god king, arrogant to all living beings, and unparalleled in splendor.

"Is there a moon in the sky?!"

"this......What kind of magic is this! ?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. There is absolutely no way this kind of martial arts exists in the world!!"

The expressions of everyone in Quanzhen changed greatly, and they were horrified, as if they had seen ghosts and gods. They looked at the young man in white who stood between the blue sea and the bright moon in disbelief.

Even the seven disciples of Quanzhen also changed their expressions in shock, and their eyes were full of shock and emotion..

Who is this man?

Could it be that the method he used was some magic or magic? Could it be that he really came down from heaven?

Or could it be that he was a demon who came to the world?!

All kinds of chaotic thoughts, like lightning, passed through Quanzhen. The mind of the Seventh Son.

At this moment, Ji Changan stood under the bright moon with his hands behind his hands, like a celestial being walking out of a scroll. His eyes were looking forward, with the majesty of a god and a devil, looking down at the Seventh Son of Quanzhen, and said lightly:

"Don't say I won't give itWe have a chance, let's take action"

"As long as you can only make Ji take half a step back, you will win, how about that?"

Although Ji Changan said this very seriously, without any sarcasm, it was just a plain statement.

But for the Quanzhen Seventh Son, and even the entire Quanzhen Sect, this is a shame.

A huge shame!

"Shuzi! How dare you insult me ​​Quanzhen like this! ?"

Qiu Chuji glared angrily and roared:

"Senior brothers, please help me. Even if you are shattered into pieces today, you must make this devil pay the price!"

"Tiangang Beidou, rise again!"

The rest of the Six Quanzhen disciples were also extremely angry, so they began to use their inner strength to release the true"Nine Eight Three" Qi in their bodies, all of which converged on Qiu Chuji. Qiu Chuji, who had already reached the level of a grand master, had His momentum skyrocketed again, and he had vaguely reached the level of a high-level Grand Master, truly comparable to the Five Ultimates!

With the blessing of powerful strength, Qiu Chuji's confidence doubled, and he shouted loudly

"Devil, take my sword!"

Amid the angry shouts, the powerful Qi gathered by the Big Dipper gathered crazily on the long sword in Qiu Chuji's hand, bursting out with a sharp sword Qi like the Yangtze River. In the end, it turned into a sword nearly ten feet tall. The huge sword light, the dazzling sword light was like the Big Dipper stars, filling the air in an instant!

The power of this sword is really terrifying.

The sharp and fast sword energy is like the Milky Way pouring down, flowing freely, even far away from the battlefield Quanzhen disciples other than the crowd can also feel the biting chill.

"The seven real people are serious now!"

"Even if this demon is extremely powerful, he will never be able to take this sword!"

Under the blazing gazes of countless Quanzhen disciples, Qiu Chuji gave a low shout, and immediately used all his strength to lift up the huge lightsaber that was nearly ten feet long, and suddenly rushed towards Ji Changan.

Chi chi chi!

The sword light flew through the sky like a meteor, leaving long traces, wrapped in the sharp and swift sword energy, like a storm sweeping across! The wind roared, Ji Changan's black hair flew, but he still held his head high, He looked calmly at the sharp sword light coming from the sky.

"Tiangang Beidou, nothing more than that!"

Ji Changan smiled calmly, and then slowly raised a slender white palm. The bright moon in the sky also turned, like water, the moonlight turned into dots of silver and fell, like the Milky Way falling from the sky.

"Guanghan Immortal Light!"

This ray of cold and lonely silver light is like a ray of fairy light falling from the palace of Guanghan. It contains unimaginable divine power. The pure white brilliance falls like thin smoke and reflects on the huge sword light.

Almost In an instant, this sword light that gathered the power of Quanzhen Seven was easily shattered.

How is it possible?!

At this moment, the huge Quanzhen sect became silent and fell into a deathlike silence.

Everyone present was angry. Dumbfounded, he stared blankly at the handsome young man who looked like a god and demon bathed in the moonlight, and felt his scalp numb.

One move!

With just such an understatement, he crushed seven real people in the collection. The killing sword issued by the power!

This man......Is it a god or a ghost? ?

Not to mention these ordinary disciples, even the Seven Quanzhen disciples were dumbfounded and could not believe their eyes. They only felt that their mouths were dry and they could not breathe.

The attack they just made was in anger, and everyone used their full strength. The attack was a blow that even the Grand Master would not dare to take, but it was so easily resolved by the other party!

It's hard to imagine what level of martial arts the young and somewhat outrageous guy opposite him has achieved.

Could it be that he is a land god?

The seven Quanzhen disciples looked at each other, all looking pale and at a loss.

Before today, they had never thought that there were people in the world who could practice martial arts to such a level that they were like immortals.

Maybe, this isn't martial arts at all, or maybe the person in front of you is supposed to be a ghost or god.

On the other side, Ji Changan stood under the bright moon, and the light moonlight, as thin as sand, continued to converge on him. It was as if the person below was the Lord of Taiyin.

He stood with his hands behind his back, still thinking about the blow just now.

The ray of Guanghan fairy light just now seemed ordinary, but in fact it was his latest killer move, which was recorded in the Eight Methods of Reflecting the Moon in the Taiyin Treasure Mirror.

The so-called Eight Methods of Reflecting the Moon are actually various killing methods derived from the vision of the rising moon on the sea when Ji Changan practiced the Taiyin Mingyu Gong for many years and understood the waxing and waning of the moon.

For example, the Cold Moon Tribulation he had performed when he was slaying the twelve zodiac signs, and the Moon Shaking Fall he had performed by Yao Yue, were both derived from the eight methods of reflecting the moon.

Its power is far beyond ordinary people's imagination and is close to the magical power. It can be described as terrifying. Even for Ji Changan, it can be regarded as one of the most domineering methods.

"The power of this Guanghan Immortal Light is pretty good. Next, let’s try other moves!"

Ji Changan smiled indifferently, and immediately turned his gaze to the Quanzhen Seventh Son. The corners of his mouth gradually turned into a cold arc, his eyes were indifferent, and he said with a half-smile:

"It is rude to come and go without reciprocating"

"I just took a move from you, and now it's your turn to take the move."

As soon as these words came out, all the seven Quanzhen disciples felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts, and an ominous feeling of impending disaster quietly surged into their hearts.

"not good!"

At this time, Ji Changan's chuckle sounded again.

"Have you ever been hit by the moon?"

Hearing this, Ma Yu, Qiu Chuji and others looked at each other, puzzled.

However, soon, they understood what Ji Changan meant by this sentence.

The next moment, they saw Ji Changan's face was solemn, and his eyes were filled with silver light. Flickering, he slowly raised a slender white palm and pressed it gently towards the void.

Suddenly, the shadow of the bright moon on the sky became more and more solid, as if it had turned into a real cold moon, which was hundreds of feet long. So big that it almost covers the sky and the sun

"Eight methods of reflecting the moon and shaking the falling moon!"

With a cold shout, and under the gathering of countless horrified eyes, the cold moon fell quietly from the sky, as if the gods were turning the moon wheel and raining down endless anger.

"Oh my God——"

"The moon has set!!!"

"escape!! Run away quickly, let’s run away quickly——"

Seeing that the moon was about to fall, the Quanzhen disciples present were almost frightened out of their wits. They were all trembling all over, and even those with weak mental endurance had their legs weak and collapsed on the ground.

Facing such a miraculous offensive, a deep look of despair emerged in the eyes of the Quanzhen Seventh Son. It was like thousands of thunders exploded simultaneously in their minds, and a strange idea suddenly emerged.

These people, who have been cultivating the Tao for most of their lives, finally met a real immortal today.

However, the person in front of him looked more like a demon than a god.

Once this huge moon sets, I'm afraid the entire Chongyang Palace will be destroyed. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

What is even more frightening is that thousands of disciples of the Quanzhen Sect will be affected, and it is very likely that they will all die in this man-made natural disaster. middle

"what to do?!"

"what do I do——"

Looking at the huge moon that was covering the sky and slowly falling, Ma Yu, as the head teacher of Quanzhen, felt the feeling of despair for the first time in his life.

There is no way to heaven and no way to earth.

He could only watch helplessly as the moon fell and destroyed the entire Quanzhen Sect.

At this moment, in despair and grief, a majestic figure emerged in the hearts of the Quanzhen Seventh Son, and they couldn't help but cry out sadly:

"Master, if you were still alive, our Quanzhen Sect would never end up like this!"

And at this critical moment, a figure seemed to have heard the screams of the disciples, and as if it was a sudden surprise, it jumped out of the Chongyang Palace, and suddenly, it was in front of the Quanzhen Seventh Son.

He has a tall figure and is wearing a sky-green Taoist robe. Although he is no longer young, he still has a noble bearing and handsome appearance, possessing an indescribable charm. The moment he saw this middle-aged Taoist priest, Quan Zhen was stunned. Qizi's heart trembled, and tears suddenly burst out of his eyes. Every one of them burst into tears and shouted:

"master!"

"Master, you are indeed not dead yet......"

"My teacher, please take action and save Quanzhen!!!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest who suddenly appeared was none other than the founder of the Quanzhen Sect, the mentor of the Quanzhen Seven Sons, the leader of the Five Great Masters of the Song Dynasty, and the king of supernatural powers, Chongyang.....

"Oh, Mr. Wang, he is finally out, don’t you dare to pretend to be dead anymore, right?"

Looking at the middle-aged Taoist priest who suddenly appeared with great bearing, Ji Changan couldn't help but his eyes lit up, the corners of his mouth also curled up slightly, and he murmured to himself:

"It’s hard for me to control the moon’s fall so slowly. Now that you’ve come out, I’ll treat it as a greeting gift to you.！"

Before he finished speaking, Ji Changan smiled maliciously, and then suddenly pressed down with his palm.[] boom!

Han Yue, who was originally falling slowly, seemed to have been pressed on the accelerator button, and like a meteor falling, it suddenly fell towards Chongyang Palace with thunderous momentum.

"not good——"

When Wang Chongyang saw this, his expression couldn't help but change. His usually calm eyes showed a rare hint of emotion.

In a hurry, he didn't have time to think too much. He stepped lightly on his feet, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the void like a wisp of smoke. When he appeared again, he was already in mid-air.

"Here comes the sword!"

With Wang Chongyang's clear drink, a long-buried sword in the underground of Chongyang Palace seemed to wake up from many years of slumber, emitting bursts of joyful sword sounds. The long sword trembled slightly, and then turned into a sword. A stream of light rushed out from the ground, smashing the bricks on the roof, and fell into Wang Chongyang's hands like lightning.

"Old man, long time no see."

Holding the long sword after a long absence, Wang Chongyang's eyes quietly revealed a trace of nostalgia, and he murmured, then raised his head and looked at the huge moon falling in the sky.

"It’s hard to believe that there are such magical powers in this world!"

Even with Wang Chongyang's vision and experience, he still looked moved when he saw the fantasy scene of the cold moon falling on the earth. But after all, he is the leader of the Five Ultimate Skills, and his abilities are rare in the world. Even if he is facing There was no fear of this natural disaster-like attack. Instead, he gave a clear shout.

"However, Chongyang will not be weaker than others throughout his life!"

After saying that, he saw him flying up with a long sword in his hand, heading straight towards the falling moon. His figure seemed to be one with the long sword in his hand.

In an instant, the pure Taoist Qi poured out like an infinite ocean. It came out, and finally turned into a giant sword light nearly a hundred feet in size!

Its moves were the same as those used by the Quanzhen Seven Sons just now through the Tiangang Beidou Formation.

But the power was completely different.

When Wang Chongyang gathered, The moment the huge sword light appeared, the fierce and domineering sword intent seemed to soar into the sky, and even the air became a little distorted, as if it had terrifying power that could split the world!

"Tiangang Beidou Sword!"

"cut!"

Under the gaze of countless people who were either longing for, expecting, or excited, Wang Chongyang shouted low, and his body seemed to be integrated into the sword light. He controlled this sharp sword light and flew towards the cold moon falling in the sky.

"boom!"

Under Wang Chongyang's sword with all his strength, a huge crack appeared on the huge silver moon 0.9, as if it was split open by this sword.

Click! Click!!

Accompanied by waves of crisp ice-breaking sounds, the moon turned into ice in the mid-air was actually split open by Wang Chongyang's sword, chopped into two semicircles, and scattered towards both sides.

"blocked!!!"

"The moon was actually split in half!"

"He is worthy of being the Patriarch of Chongyang!"

"Hahaha, our ancestor is the first of the five arts, and his martial arts is naturally the best in the world!"

Seeing this scene, all the Quanzhen disciples present cheered and cheered. The frustration and annoyance in their hearts were swept away. They were extremely surprised and shouted.

On the other side, Ji Changan still stood with his hands behind his back, never moving. There is an indescribable indifference and etherealness about her body

"As expected of a supernatural power, he really has some abilities! Ji

Changan raised his sword eyebrows slightly and gave a rare compliment, but then a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He stared at Wang Chongyang with a half-smile but murmured to himself:

"But what about splitting?"

"If I use this move, how should you resist?"

Amidst the chuckles, Ji Changan actually snapped his fingers. Then, Han Yue, who was cut in half by Wang Chongyang's sword, suddenly exploded in an instant. The broken Han Yue quietly turned into a moon. The essence, thousands of strands of moonlight gather together, like pieces of broken crystals falling down, and like colorful glass refracting brilliance.

Although such a scene is dream-like, it is extremely beautiful.

But it makes people sad. Wang Chongyang's scalp went numb when he saw it, his face suddenly changed, and there was an unprecedented look of horror in his eyes.

"not good——"