My Master is Lin Zhengying

This palm is powerful.

With the sound of "huhuhu" in the wind.

Nan Chen's hair was all blown to one side.

If he was hit by such a palm, even Nan Chen's head could be smashed to pieces.

"Nanchen!"

"Avoid Junior Brother!"

"It's over..."

"..."

The crowd's eyes widened, their hearts were raised in their throats in terror.

However, the present Nan Chen sneered a little:

"You are dead……"

During the speech, Nan Chen's whole body suddenly erupted with strange black and white aura...

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As soon as the black and white qi appeared, the elders of Qijuemen felt fear and a strong sense of oppression.

At this moment, it seemed that what he was facing was not a lowly cultivator whose cultivation base was only in the realm of Xuan rank.

But a terrifying heavenly powerhouse.

And this is the power of Yin and Yang.

Yin and yang give birth to two appearances, two appearances give birth to four images, and four images give birth to gossip...

Yin and Yang are the ancestors of high-level profound energy.

Any profound energy in front of him is a grandson and will be suppressed.

The elders of Qijuemen were terrified at this moment.

However, the palms that were slapped were not recovered.

Although he felt the peculiarity and danger of yin and yang.

But in his opinion, that is just a high-level profound energy.

The huge gap between Taoism and deeds can make up for everything.

As long as he slapped Nan Chen to death with one palm, everything could be solved.

On the contrary, it increased the output of profound energy.

"die!"

This palm is more powerful.

Mysterious light erupted and enveloped Nan Chen.

But Nan Chen didn't come to die, he was fully prepared if he dared to make a move.

He didn't want to use the yin and yang qi to deal with the Qijue sect's demon ways.

Because even if he uses his own yin and yang energy, he is not an opponent due to the huge gap in cultivation.

He is now going to use his super secret treasure, the Yin-Yang Orb.

Nan Chen didn't change his expression, he just let out a soft drink:

"go with!"

In an instant, a black and white profound bead appeared, aimed at the hand of the Qijue sect elder, and shot away.

Just hear a "bang".

Blood mist splashed.

The palm of the elder of Qijue Sect was pierced by the Yin-Yang Orb on the spot.

Pointing at his face.

Even the elders of the Qijue Sect screamed in pain, and hurriedly dodged to avoid it.

Nan Chen slashed down with his sword again, extremely fast.

The distance was too close, and the elder of Qijuemen was injured, so he didn't avoid it completely in a hurry.

"Crack!"

The injured arm was directly cut off by Nan Chen's sword.

The elder of Qijuemen was sweating profusely, backed away again and again, his face distorted to the extreme:

"I, my hand, my hand..."

And Nan Chen was holding the Ten Fox Sword, and the Yin-Yang Orb had drawn an arc and returned to him.

Under the control of Nanchen's yin and yang qi, he was ups and downs, exuding a powerful aura.