"With the Great Grandmaster's full strength, he is so powerful?"

After Yang Yi took the full force of the sword of the man in the green shirt, his right arm holding the sword was shattered into several pieces, if he was not proficient in the method of transforming force, I am afraid that the entire right arm would be shattered into powder. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but even if you try your best to dissolve it, but you still can't eliminate this force, the bones of half of the mountain's body are all broken by this mountain sword qi, that is, the right arm, sternum and leg bones are shattered, clothes and shoes are broken, and the long hair is very useful when dissolving the huge force, and it has long fallen off from the head at this time, and I don't know where it flew.

When he arrived at the bronze hall, the whole person was extremely miserable, naked, and slippery, just like a monk taking a bath.

"When the fifth uncle used his sword against me, he never used his strength, and today I know how powerful a great grandmaster is with a full sword!"

The realm of martial arts cultivation is a difficult hurdle to reach the realm of the grandmaster, and the crossing of the great grandmaster from the realm of the martial arts grandmaster can no longer be described as a difficulty, it is as difficult as the heavens on the flat earth.

Martial Arts Yang Shenxing once said to Yang Yi that martial arts cultivation is layer by layer, and only by entering the realm of martial arts grandmasters can he truly be regarded as a first-class master.

Once entering the realm of the great grandmaster, the whole person has been reborn, and the combat power has suddenly increased by more than a hundred times, just like the difference between mortals and immortals, all under the great grandmaster are still mortals, and the great grandmaster is an immortal, and the gap between immortals and mortals is indescribable.

Otherwise, the billions of people in the Han Dynasty would not have just appeared with such a few great masters.

Or is it because in today's world, the martial arts are prosperous, in the past years, even within a hundred years, there may not be a great grandmaster. In the same era, there were more than ten great masters coexisting, and only ten thousand years ago, when the three sect masters of the Dao, Buddha and Demon Sects appeared, would this situation occur.

When you reach the realm of the Great Grandmaster, you may take the last step at any time, shatter the void, and leave this realm. Even if a true immortal descends to earth, he may not be able to match the combat power of the great grandmaster.

Even if Yang Yi's family inheritance technique is unparalleled in the world, he still can't cross this immortal gap, and the gap between the half-step great sect and the great master is still difficult to make up.

Just this half-step distance is the gap between heaven and man.

If it weren't for the forced training of the people on the fifth day a few days ago, Yang Yi would never have been able to take the full sword of the people in the green shirts.

Yang Yi coughed up blood in the hall, and he was about to fall into a coma almost at any time, "At this time, you must not fall, once you fall, it will be a dead end!"

He lifted his spirits, slowly crept to the big basket containing the spirit fruit, arched the lid with his head, and after biting out a vermilion fruit from the basket with great effort, he swallowed it whole.

At this time, his limbs were broken, and his sternum and ribs were also broken into several pieces, and he couldn't even perform his luck, so he could only lie flat on the ground and slowly gasp.

Feeling Zhu Guo explode in the mouth, like a drop of energy slowly soaking into the five internal organs, limbs and bones, the healing chapter in the doctor's treasure technique flashed in Yang Yi's heart, he wanted to lift his qi and run the medical Dao heart method to heal the wounds, but with a slight mention of qi, his eyes were dark, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

"The rhyme enters the body, and it is difficult to do it!"

Yang Yi was shocked and angry, "This is a bit difficult!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and he slowly passed out.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Yi felt a slight itch on his face, and when he slowly opened his eyes, he happened to see a huge horse's head shaking in front of his eyes, and the yellow horse was sticking out his big tongue on his face.

Yang Yi was shocked in his heart, his consciousness slowly sobered up, and he slowly turned over and started, feeling that he gradually had strength in his body, and knew that the Zhu Guo he ate worked well.

At this time, although the hands are still weak, they can move slowly, and their legs can already stand, although Zhu Guo is not a healing thing, but the spiritual fruit is extraordinary, and wherever the spiritual power goes, there is still a great recovery effect.

Although the bronze hall is a gateway to all walks of life, it has become Yang Yi's storage room.

At the moment, I found the wound medicine, took it internally and applied it externally, my tired eyes were dazzled, and finally all the bones of the whole body were connected, and the rest of the time was to wait for the wound to heal.

When Yang Yi was taking the medicine, he was very worried, "This external injury is fine, but the internal injury is a little troublesome!"

Internal injuries are Dao injuries, and the true meaning of the great grandmaster's martial arts is not a joke, lingering to the bones, not a medicine stone that can be cured.

Some time ago, the farmer's head Ran Geng had injured Yang Yi, when Yang Yi was injured by the Dao made him weak, and his combat power was sharply reduced, fortunately, the sky sent a savior, the black cat with a basket of spirit fruit just fell in front of him, he took a basket of black cat spirit fruit, after eating the Xuanyu Dao fruit, he cured the Dao injury.

It's just a **** luck to such a pie in the sky, which cannot be encountered once in 10,000 years, and he still has doubts about this matter, and always feels that this matter is too coincidental.

This Ran Geng is only a half-step great grandmaster, his own Dao intent is so powerful, this green-shirted swordsman, as a great grandmaster, not to mention the power of his martial arts true intent.

In fact, if you want to heal his Dao injury at this time, you only need to eat another Dao fruit, but this is a supreme Dao fruit, and it is a great blessing for ordinary people to eat one.

Moreover, if he ate two Dao fruits in a short period of time, his spirit and body might not be able to withstand it.

Yang Yi thought hard for a long time and made up his mind, "Don't worry about the injury first, heal the external injury first!"

At the moment, he left all the methods of luck behind, "Since you can't be lucky, then Lao Tzu will polish the body first, and the Dao will be put aside first, and I will wear it out sooner or later!"

But what he thought was too simple, the true intent of this great grandmaster's martial arts lingered in his body, although it did not explode like gunpowder, but the suppressed Qi Jing Eight Veins breath was not smooth, and the recovery of the physical body was surprisingly slow, if it were not for Yang Yi to have the assistance of the spiritual power of the Spirit Fruit, there was simply no possibility of healing.

In the end, although the bones of his hands and feet have been recovered, a wisp of sword intent in his body will not be removed, after all, it will be a big trouble for his henchmen, and every time he reaches a fixed time, he will be pressed to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Fortunately, when Yang Yi marched into the half-step Wudang Grandmaster and comprehended the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, his mind coincided with the bell issued by the Bronze Hall, and naturally brought with him all the innate Dao rhyme of the Bronze Hall itself.

His martial arts sincerity has a supreme artistic conception of opening an era and ending the three thousand great thousands.

Although this green-shirted swordsman is a great martial arts master, but the Taoist meaning he understands is not much worse than Yang Yi's, although he suppressed Yang Yi very much at this time, but gradually had the intention of dissipation, like an iron pestle polished on a stone, although it is slow, but one day it will be worn away.

It's just that when will it be completely polished, Yang Yi is difficult to determine.

After slowly recovering in the hall, the more Yang Yi thought about it, the more angry he became, "Dry bird feathers! Punch someone, defend against someone's kick! Lao Tzu has to return this sword!"

He thought of it, "Although I don't know how long time has passed, it is only a matter of moments outside, after I disappear, this man in green shirt will definitely go to the same place to check, if I stab a sword from the main hall, he may not be able to sense it!"

Although he knew that he was a little whimsical, Yang Yi still wanted to give it a try.

At this time, in the place where Yang Yi disappeared, the hands of the man in green shirts trembled, and his mind sensed the surroundings, and he couldn't find any trace of Yang Yi.

"Which one of the great supernatural powers did it?"

The man in the green shirt had a long sword in his hand, and his face was shocked.

can save people silently in his hands, and there are few people all over the world.

He didn't expect Yang Yi to have such a strange thing as the Bronze Hall anyway.

After sensing it for a long time, he didn't find anyone's breath, and the green-shirted swordsman felt a chill in his heart, and he just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

At this moment, the mutation was abrupt!

The tip of a sword suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The tip of the sword appeared so abruptly that it seemed to be stabbed out from another space, even though the blue-shirted swordsman was a great martial arts master, he didn't feel it at all, and he didn't react until the tip of the sword pierced into one of his eyes.

"Ahh

After an earth-shattering roar, the Qingshan Swordsman quickly retreated, and with a bang, his body had already crashed into the hill behind him.

"Boom!"

With the explosion, the green-shirted swordsman had already penetrated the hill and reached the other side of the hill.

"Who is it? Is it the Fifth Heavenly Adult?"

The green-shirted swordsman had a bloody face, the eyeball in one eye had disappeared, and his face showed a great look of horror, "Is this the five-round fast sword?"

The green-shirted swordsman howled as he walked, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

"Hehe, finally avenged a sword!"

Yang Yi, who was thought to be the fifth heavenly man by the people in green shirts, sat down in the bronze hall at this time, looked at the eyeballs hanging on the Yitian Sword, and vomited blood in his mouth again and again, "Good luck! Good luck! I really stabbed him!"

(To be continued.) )