After throwing the green leaves into the flowers, Yang Yi laughed and walked towards the valley. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He is a heroic person, and at this time, he was drunk and crazy, and he was a little worried about affecting the relationship between Taixumen and Taishifu, but he was completely left behind at this time.

He took out the flask from his waist, poured a jug of wine, and strode forward.

He was already drunk with tea, and at this time he drank a pot of wine, and he was even more drunk.

Since ancient times, tea can relieve hangover, but wine can not relieve tea, and now two drunk and one drunk, it is really drunk.

Although he was not drunk and couldn't see the road clearly, his body was fluttering, and he had lost a little self-control.

Yang Yi sang loudly: "The sky is twilight, the moon is like the beginning, thousands of miles of rivers and rivers, let me fly across." The song lives, people look around, invite the moon to sleep together, and the green mountains are deep ......"

"When you wake up from a dream, when you come, the morning breeze blows, and whoever is in a hurry. Whoever is a hero, it is none other than me......"

The song rumbled in the narrow valley, echoing endlessly, and spread throughout Dangyang Mountain.

Mr. Tianqin, who lost his soul, Shiping Daoren, who vomited blood, the scholar who held the notebook, and Mr. Zhu, who guarded the peach forest, all those who heard the song turned to look at the place where the song sounded.

Yang Yi's singing voice sounded and his footsteps did not stop, he was a martial arts master, and now he let go of his pace and walked forward, it was really as fast as lightning, as fast as thunder, although this valley was long and narrow, he had already walked half of it in an instant.

Flashing a few times along the valley, at a bend, the valley suddenly became wider, and a bunch of flowers and plants, a few old trees, and a Taoist in green clothes and black beard appeared in front of Yang Yi.

That Dao man was originally meditating and pranayama under the tree, but after hearing Yang Yi's singing, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly got up to meet the enemy. As soon as he stood up, Yang Yi had already arrived in front of him.

The singing stopped.

The man didn't expect Yang Yi to come, when he heard the singing, he felt that Yang Yi was still a few miles away, but as soon as he got up, Yang Yi actually came to him, and the horror in his heart was really difficult to tell.

But after all, he was a disciple of the Taixu Sect, and the horror in his heart only rose for a moment, and he calmed down in an instant, looking at Yang Yi, who was standing in front of him, and asked softly, "But Lord Yang Yi?"

Yang Yi smiled: "What is your level called?"

The Taoist said: "After fist and foot kung fu, it is naturally a weapon, I don't know how many moves Lord Yang and my senior brother Aoba used together?"

Yang Yi smiled and said: "How many tricks did you use? That waste also deserves my moves? I have traveled all the way, except for the old man who guards the peach forest, I am not an opponent, and the rest of the people, who can take my three moves?"

The Taoist in Tsing Yi smiled bitterly: "We have repeatedly overestimated the skills of adults, but I didn't expect to underestimate your strength." Your Excellency must have already achieved a martial arts master, right?"

He shook his head and smiled bitterly a few times, suddenly drew his sword in his hand, and his body was already in front of Yang Yi in a flash, the sword light lit up, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Yang Yi's throat!

When this person came out of the sword, there was no sign of the half-point, but once the long sword was pulled out, suddenly the murderous aura filled the body, and the body was extremely fast, the person followed the sword, the sword led the person, and the tip of the sword arrived in front of Yang Yi.

It's really as quiet as a mountain, and it moves like thunder!

This is the fastest sword Yang Yi has ever seen!

Xiao Li Tanhua's brother, Ah Fei's swordsmanship is not as good as this person.

This is the fastest sword ever issued by the Taoist in Tsing Yi under the oppression of Yang Yi, a martial arts master, and this is the sublimation of his swordsmanship under the unity of spirit and spirit.

This was a bit similar to the sword that Yang Yi had stabbed at the long-haired Daoist after he had just left the Bronze Hall.

At that time, the sword he sharpened in the past ten years couldn't even catch the old martial arts master like the long-haired Taoist, so he could only close his eyes and wait for death, but Yang Shenxing made a move to catch Yang Yi's long sword.

Now in the face of this person's sudden burst of sword, Yang Yi can catch it, but if he takes this sword, under the strength of the counterattack, this person will definitely die.

Yang Yi is not Yang Shenxing, he can't downplay the power of this person, he is not a great master after all.

After all, this person is a member of Qin Shuang's sect, and he can defeat them, but he can't kill them.

Yang Yi began to retreat!

The speed at which he retreated was no worse than the speed at which a Daoist stabbed with a sword.

In an instant, it had retreated several feet away.

At this time, the Tsing Yi Dao is one sword, and how fast the sword is released, how fast his body is.

Yang Yi retreated, and the Daoist's sword momentum continued to stab, and he continued to stab forward, but there was no sign of decline.

"Good!"

Yang Yi praised loudly, "With your sword, it will not be in vain for me to come here to be Yangshan!"

As he spoke, the speed at which his body retreated did not decrease at all, but the sword momentum of the Taoist did not stop, so one retreated, the other moved forward, and in an instant, it had passed more than ten zhang.

After taking a few steps back, Yang Yi had already entered the narrow valley behind him.

I saw a white shadow, dressed in green clothes, marching like lightning in the valley, the difference was that one was moving forward with a sword and the other was retreating with a sword on his back.

In an instant, he had already retreated a distance of several hundred feet.

At the entrance to the valley, the green leaves are just rising from the flowers.

Yang Yi was drunk, and his shot was a little heavier, although he only penetrated the meridians of his whole body and did not seal his acupoints, but even so, it still took Aoba a while to stand up.

"Yang Yi!"

Aoba has a swollen nose and a swollen face, a scratch on his face, and he doesn't know where to throw the folding fan in his hand.

He is a disciple of the upper courtyard of Taixu Gate, with excellent martial arts qualifications, and is deeply favored by his master, and the senior brothers in the door are also extremely friendly to him.

Who knew that under the carelessness of today, he was caught by Yang Yi casually, and thrown into the flowers like a dog, without even looking at himself.

He is a high-minded and arrogant person, how can he stand this kind of insult, "Yang Yi, how can I, Aoye, not repay this humiliating revenge?

Although he said that Yang Yi took advantage of others, he knew very well in his heart that even if he was on guard, even if he was more careful, it was estimated that he would still be able to escape Yang Yi's casual grab.

He is a disciple of a famous sect, and his vision and knowledge are extraordinary after all, at this time, when he thought of Yang Yi's previous body and the momentum of grabbing him, the more he thought about it, the more surprised he became, "This person's technique is so subtle, I'm afraid that only Senior Brother can match him......!" Could it be that he has already achieved a martial arts master?"

"If he is a martial arts master, Senior Brother Tsing Yi will be terrible!"

Thinking of this, Qingye turned around and looked into the valley, "Senior Brother Tsing Yi's swordsmanship is unique in the sea, the master can enter the realm of the grandmaster in less than ten years, although this Yang Yi is powerful, he may not be able to defeat Senior Brother Tsing Yi in one move!"

Under the Taixu Sect, the disciples have always been harmonious, thinking of Yang Yi's horror, Qingye turned around and walked towards the valley, and said in his heart: "This Yang Yi is drunk, I don't know the severity of the shot, but don't hurt the senior brother!"

Before he entered the valley, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing in his face, as if someone was in the valley with a palm against his void, and this palm was so powerful that it seemed to fill the whole valley and round it, and hit him head-on like a wall.

This palm power is so powerful, seeing that it is about to reach the body, Aoba was surprised, and his body hurriedly dodged, and just dodged, he saw two figures rushing out of the valley.

After these two figures came out of the valley, they suddenly stopped, and the sound of a sonic boom came at this time.

A voice sounded, "Good guy, this sword momentum can last for such a long distance, the Taixu Sect's heart method is really good!"

Qingye looked at it, and saw Yang Yi walking towards him with a person in his hand.

The person in his hand, Tsing Yi and black beard, has an ancient appearance, and he is his senior brother Tsing Yi Taoist.

At this time, he reacted, "The strong wind in the valley just now was not someone else's palm wind, it turned out that he and his senior brother were too fast and oppressed the air in the valley!"

(To be continued.) )