At the same time that the old man under the tree looked at Yang Yi, Yang Yi also looked at the old man. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The eyes of the two met, Yang Yi's chest was hit hard, and he suddenly leaned back on the horse, almost lying on the horse's back.

The fan in the old man's hand stopped shaking and slowly stood up, and the old scalper beside him also stood up.

After straightening up again, Yang Yi looked surprised, except for the Huanglong on the Huanglong River and the non-human in Dangyang Mountain, he had never encountered such a powerful master.

He looked solemn and slowly dismounted, and after picking up the green halberd, he suddenly inserted it under the tree, and a gust of wind blew, and the blood-colored banner on the halberd shook in the wind, and the hunting sounded.

He walked slowly towards the old man under the tree.

When he reached the old man's three-foot place, Yang Yi smiled and said, "Uncle, can you give a bowl of water to drink?"

The old man looked at Yang Yi with a curious expression, and his voice was old and thick: "Confucianism is upright, soldiers are killed, and there is even the breath of Buddhism, huh? There are also demon methods, boy, you have learned a lot in this body." ”

Yang Yi's heart sank, and his eyes looked at the old man a little more solemn.

The old man only glanced at him a few times, and then he saw what he had learned clearly, and this kind of vision and insight was really good.

The old man looked at Yang Yi, shook his head and sighed: "Boy, you have received a flag, you can go to this world, if you continue to publicize, the road ahead is dangerous, I am afraid that the road will be difficult." ”

He picked up the large coarse porcelain teapot with a broken mouth on the stone table, poured a full bowl of tea, and said, "Drink it, farmer's coarse tea, don't dislike it." ”

Yang Yi said with a smile, "The road is long and obstructive, and the line is coming, if it doesn't work, it will never be reached." ”

He bowed down and stretched out his hand to take the tea bowl, and thanked him in his mouth: "Coarse tea and light rice can also be pleasant, as long as it can quench thirst, it is good tea." ”

The old man said, "Drinking water can also quench your thirst." ”

Yang Yi's hands had already touched the coarse porcelain bowl.

After starting this tea bowl, it felt like a volley of 100,000 mountains to Yang Yi, and Yang Yi was like a wooden stake hit by a heavy hammer, a few points shorter out of thin air.

His feet sank into the ground.

"Good guys!"

Yang Yi opened hundreds of acupoints all over his body, and at this time, his skill was so high that it had reached an extremely astonishing point, and no one in the world could compete with him for his internal strength, not even Zhang Daoran.

But the old man in front of him pressed him so casually, and Yang Yi couldn't stand it a little.

His eyes were quick, and when he took the bowl with his right hand, his left hand quickly put his left hand on the trunk of the big tree next to him, and there were a few loud "clicks", and the force pressed by the old man had been transferred to the big tree by Yang Yi.

The big tree shook for a while, the leaves flew away, and began to sink into the ground with Yang Yi, and the sound of the roots breaking kept coming.

Seeing that the big tree was sinking, the internal strength in the old man's hand suddenly recovered, and he snorted: "It's quite tricky! Are the children of the Yang family so slippery?"

The pressure in Yang Yi's hand was light, his body almost flew up, and he smiled when he heard the words: "Seniors know my father?"

The old man snorted: "If you don't look at kung fu and just look at your looks, you can know whose kind you are!"

He sighed: "The martial arts figures in several nearby state capitals are blind, and they have all lived to be dogs, and even the people in the Taishi Mansion can't see it." ”

"Boy, how old are you?"

Yang Yi smiled: "Maybe they are a little skeptical, but they don't believe it very much." The kid is the third oldest in the family, dare to ask the seniors, but the farmer is the old senior?"

As he spoke, Yang Yi's body slowly rose from the ground, and when the surface of his feet was parallel to the ground, the soil under his feet also rose up with the rise of the soles of his feet.

The ground is flat, as it was before.

The old man looked at the soles of his feet, nodded and said, "Kung fu is good, at your age, you can have such kung fu, you do have the capital to be arrogant!"

He said: "Your guess is right, I'm Ran Geng!"

He looked at Yang Yi, "Since you took the initiative to ask me for water to drink, then you have to drink this bowl of tea, if you can't drink it, where do you come from, where do you go back, you can drink it, I will make way for you." ”

Yang Yi smiled bitterly: "You are a half-step grandmaster, if you really want to embarrass me, how can I get through?"

Ran Geng said with a smile: "What grandmaster is not grandmaster, I am just a cultivator." ”

He looked at Yang Yi with a funny expression: "I didn't want to care about you, but you kid took the initiative to provoke me, but you can't just forget it, even if you are from the Taishi Mansion, this rule can't be broken." If you want to move forward, show your real skills. ”

Yang Yi was secretly frightened, although the head of the peasant family was not a great grandmaster, but he was only half a step away from the great grandmaster, and he was called a half-step grandmaster by the world, and his cultivation was a rare match, just from his casual pressure just now, it could be seen that he was far from being this person's opponent.

"It seems that what I did with this flag was indeed a bit arrogant, and even the half-step Grand Master was alarmed. ”

He is a strong person, he is strong when he is strong, and he rarely retreats, at this time, in the face of the half-step great master, the fighting spirit is burning, "The great grandmasters are all people who participate in the Great Dao of Enlightenment, it is estimated that one finger can crush me, but I don't know how the combat power of the half-step great sect is, I want to try it today!"

He stretched out his palm and grabbed the tea bowl in the old man's hand, "Please also ask the seniors to teach you!"

The tea bowl in Ran Geng's hand continued to stretch forward, "Boy, my move is called a big grinding plate, you can see if your kid can pull this grinding plate." ”

Yang Yi said with a smile: "The younger generation is not an old cow, but he is still incompetent. ”

After Yang Yi reached out to hold the tea bowl, Ran Geng began to press down.

Since he is not capable of the enemy, he naturally has to use the method of shortcuts.

In an instant, the Tai Chi Mind Method, the method of moving the universe, flashed in Yang Yi's mind at the same time.

He just put his palm on the tree to unload Ran Geng's strength, using the method of moving, and now since he wants to pass with real skills, then use real skills!

After Ran Geng pressed down again, he found that Yang Yi's body didn't shake this time, and his strength seemed to have risen several times out of thin air, and he was able to resist himself face to face.

"Huh, good boy, what kind of kung fu are you?"

Yang Yi's expression was calm, and he ignored Ran Geng's conversation.

At this time, his mind was all focused on the transformation of the yin and yang power in his body, and he was afraid that if he was not careful, his body would explode.

He is using his palms to catch the tea bowl, when Ran Geng's power came, he first used his right hand to take this force, and at the same time urged the technique of shifting, the force was moved from the right hand to the dantian, and then from the dantian to the left hand, so that the left hand and the right hand formed a circle of internal force circulation, and the intersection of the palms was the tea bowl held by both hands.

At this time, the situation has become Ran Geng against himself, and Yang Yi is just a conversion node of his strength.

But as a half-step great grandmaster, how great is Ran Geng's strength? Although Yang Yi's method of shifting his mind is mysterious, it is extremely difficult to ask him to move all the strength he sends to fight it.

In particular, the internal force sent by Ran Geng contained a strange charm and Taoism, which made Yang Yi's heart tremble, it was difficult to control himself, and his internal interest was almost confused, and he was in danger of going mad at any time.

"He is worthy of being a half-step great master, and he has actually comprehended martial arts to this point, and even the internal force he sends contains the true meaning of martial arts. ”

"If you are injured, you will be in big trouble!"

At this time, Ran Geng already felt that something was wrong, "Good boy, the mental method of using strength to fight is very wonderful!" he spoke, his palm shook suddenly, and a wave of internal energy burst out, blasting towards Yang Yi from the tea bowl.

"Poof!"

Yang Yi's body trembled again and again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

At this moment, the tea bowl in Ran Geng's palm turned in a circle in his hand along his strength.

This grinding disc was finally pulled by Yang Yi.

(To be continued.) )