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Chapter 1200: Close play, Baji!
The desert of the Western Regions, Blue Moon Sect,

The top of the mountain is as tall as the clouds,

A sect that oppresses other countries is standing here.
"Who are you? How dare you break into the gate of our Blue Moon Sect!"

The disciple in charge of guarding the door, holding a long sword, shouted angrily with a serious look on his face,

"Lu Yan!"

Walking forward calmly, Lu Yan couldn't help but say: "Hangyou, how long will it take to get to the top of the mountain from here?"

"An hour!"

Hearing Lu Yan's words, the other party was stunned for a moment, and then quickly answered honestly,
But at this moment, Lu Yan was galloping upward like a rainbow,

Looking at Lu Yan's back, the Blue Moon Sect disciple turned around in shock and said, "Oh no, someone forced his way through the mountain gate and stopped him!"

"Clang clang clang!"

The bell rang, and the entire Blue Moon Sect sounded an alarm.

When many people came out of their houses, they saw a figure coming from a distance,
In front of the Blue Moon Sect, Lu Yan held the sword of defeat and slashed with his backhand: "Open!"

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the door that was four or five people high collapsed.
When the Blue Moon Sect's plaque fell from above, Lu Yan grabbed it in the palm of his hand with one hand, then put it on his shoulder and said, "Today, I'm looking for Holy Master Blue Moon. Those who are insignificant, get out!"

As the last word was spoken, Lu Yan felt a wave of pressure rolling around his body.
Looking at Lu Yan in shock, the Blue Moon Sect disciples who had originally rushed out all showed fear on their faces.
Because such a strong person is no longer something they can compete with.

"Who came to my Blue Moon Sect to run wild? Do you really think that there is no one in the desert?"

Rushing out from a distance, a man roared,
But at this moment, the sword of defeat in Lu Yan's hand slashed straight forward,
"call out!"

The whistling sword energy passed directly by the opponent's ear and cut off a tall tower.
After his feet landed on the ground, the man looked at the tower behind him, with a look of fear in his eyes and said, "Who is that, senior!"

"Zhongyuan, Lu Yan!"

After saying this coldly, Lu Yan turned around and glanced at everyone and said, "Isn't it popular in the desert that the strong are respected? I, Lu, want this Blue Moon Sect!"

"What a loud tone! How dare a mere Central Plains person say such things!"

As soon as Lu Yan finished speaking, he saw someone walking out slowly.

Wearing a robe and covered with gold embroidery,

But that unruly look is really something that people have to say, it’s so pretty!

But the level of martial arts is not determined by appearance!

"boom!"

Smashing the Blue Moon Sect plaque on the ground with his backhand, Lu Yan held the Sword of Defeat and said, "If I want to rely on this, is it enough?"

"not enough!"

Looking at Lu Yan coldly, Holy Lord Blue Moon pressed his hands on the ground.
The whole body immediately rolled up with internal energy like a tide,

But after listening to Holy Lord Blue Moon's words, Lu Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "In that case, I will lend you your head!"

Leaping forward, the sword of defeat in Lu Yan's hand burst into black light.

Seeing this scene, Holy Lord Blue Moon couldn't help but shouted angrily: "No phase destroys the vitality!"

With his powerful internal strength, Holy Lord Blue Moon blocked the Sword of Destruction with just his hands.
After a quick fight, the two of them were like a basket of black lights, constantly colliding in the Blue Moon Sect.

"Boom boom boom!"

Under the powerful impact, the surrounding buildings were destroyed.
Many disciples were also involved,
"Escape, escape!"

After shouting hysterically, the remaining people also reacted one after another and fled out of the mountain gate.

At this time, Lu Yan seemed to have figured out the strength of Holy Lord Blue Moon, and his eyes flashed: "Sword Congyi!"

The sword of defeat in his hand moves forward, and the sword energy around him is constantly lingering.

Looking at Lu Yan, Holy Lord Lan Yue crossed his hands, and then roared in the face of the overwhelming sword energy: "The secret sword technique of the Diancang sect, who are you!"

"Good guy, you know the swordsmanship of the Dian Cang Sect." Looking at Holy Lord Lan Yue in surprise, Lu Yan couldn't help but be stunned.
But at this moment, Holy Lord Blue Moon rushed up and used the internal strength of his hands to tear through Lu Yan's defense and said: "I also fought in the Central Plains martial arts back then, so don't look down on others!"

Seeing the Holy Lord Blue Moon approaching, Lu Yan quickly retreated and turned the sword of defeat in his hand: "What about this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yan turned around and used the Wuming sword technique of the Sword Sect!

The moment Lu Yan made a backhand move, Holy Lord Blue Moon rushed over and felt a sudden pressure attack.
Accompanied by a hideous wound on his shoulder,

He raised his hand to scare away Lu Yan in front of him, and then roared: "Open the sky and break the sun!"

The true energy is condensed between the two palms, the left and right palms are closed together, and then torn apart,

When a force like an impact suddenly struck, Lu Yan couldn't help but excitedly said: "Young hero is good at martial arts!"

"boom!"

With a roar, everything in front of me instantly turned into ruins.
And just when Holy Lord Blue Moon was gasping for air, Lu Yan walked out from the dust in the distance carrying the Sword of Defeat.

Under his embarrassed body, his clothes had already torn apart in the battle.
Revealing his angular body, Lu Yan stared at Holy Lord Blue Moon and said, "You were just a few hundred million points away from beating me to death!"

"What a good boy, your external skills are not weak!"

Seeing Lu Yan's teasing, Holy Lord Blue Moon shouted angrily,

"You have no weapons in your hands, so I won't bully you. Let's fight with fists and kicks!"

Throw out the Sword of Defeat with your backhand and let it stand beside you.

Lu Yan twisted his neck, then tapped his toes and said, "Have you started yet?"

After listening to Lu Yan's words, Holy Lord Blue Moon exhaled a breath of turbid air,
"Shh!"

His body rushed out like an arrow from the string, Lu Yan raised his hand and roared: "Tian Shuang Fist!"

"Wow!"

Extremely cold internal energy emerged, immediately turning the surrounding area into frost.

When Holy Master Lan Yue saw Lu Yan's move, his face was filled with astonishment and he said, "Three unique skills?"

"Oh!"

Raising his hand to block Lu Yan's fist, Holy Lord Blue Moon felt as if he had become sluggish.

Seeing Lord Blue Moon retreating, Lu Yan stepped forward, then kicked out his legs like a phantom,
"Fengshen legs?"

Seeing Lu Yan's moves again, Holy Lord Blue Moon couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Get away!"

Quickly blocking Lu Yan's move, Holy Lord Blue Moon punched Lu Yan's waist.
But at this time, Lu Yan turned around in the air and kicked him back, causing the energy in his hands to disperse.

"Are you really the disciple of Old Man Sanjue?"

After regrouping his true energy, Holy Lord Blue Moon threw it out with his backhand.
"Cloud Dispelling Palm!"

The clouds and mist filled the air, and Lu Yan quickly crossed his hands, approaching Holy Lord Blue Moon.

But at the moment when the two parties came into contact, Holy Lord Blue Moon felt quite pressured.
Because Lu Yan's moves were more difficult to deal with than his master Sanjue's,
I can't tell clearly at all the attack route of Paiyun Zhang.
"Drink!"

Lu Yan approached Holy Lord Blue Moon and struck him with a palm, but was blocked by him.
Looking at Holy Lord Blue Moon with a cold light flashing from the corners of his eyes, Lu Yan immediately understood that this old boy might have met his master before.
But at this moment, Lu Yan changed his moves, stamped his right foot on the ground and roared: "Baji!"

Just when Holy Master Lan Yue saw the strong internal energy rolling around Lu Yan, a blank look appeared in his eyes.

After traveling to the Central Plains, competing with many masters, returning to the desert, and becoming the king of the Blue Moon Sect, he has seen a lot.

But who can tell him what kind of martial arts Baji is?
Li Shuwen: Come here, I will tell you with the Liuhe gun!
"Bang bang bang!"

With several dull crashes, Holy Lord Blue Moon was blown away like a meteor.

The body hit the thick wall straight, shattering it.
"Cough, cough, cough!"

With blood overflowing from his mouth, Holy Lord Blue Moon looked at Lu Yan, his eyes full of ferocity and said: "What a Baji, it really gave me eyesight!"

(End of this chapter)