Seeing that the old man from Huashan Sect guarded the portal with a single sword, Yang Yi looked alert and shook his head and laughed, "If you defeat you, you can become the Supreme Martial Arts World, then this Supreme Martial Arts World is too valuable!"

The thin old man had a bad temper. Although he was shocked by Yang Yi's performance of Gao Ming's light skills just now, he still couldn't help but be furious when he heard Yang Yi's words of contempt. He waved his hand and said, "I can't beat it, I will know it if I take action!"

Yang Yi nodded and said, "No matter how nice it sounds, it's better to stretch out your fists!" As he said that, he stepped forward and prepared to take the old man down.

At this time, a tall old man came over from behind the thin old man and shouted in a loud voice: "Senior brother, what's wrong with calling me?"

The thin old man said, "Are you here? Use the Yin-Yang Liangyi Sword Formation with me, and meet this great master in front of me for a while!"

The tall and old man walked to the thin old man and looked at Yang Yi after hearing this. Although the setting sun was setting and the bright moon was in the sky, the skilled people had amazing eyesight and were not affected at all.

The tall old man looked at Yang Yi a few times and saw him standing tall in a gorgeous dress, his body was like a jade tree in the wind, his eyes opened and closed, and his eyes were full of brilliance. He was indescribable and handsome, and he was so arrogant.

The tall old man glanced a few times, turned his eyes to the thin old man and said, "Senior brother, this kid is so handsome! Look at how powerful he is at a young age? Senior brother, don't joke!"

The thin old man said angrily: "I don't know if he is powerful or not?"

The tall old man knew that his senior brother had always been serious. Now that he saw that he looked solemn and knew that what he said was true, he immediately pulled his back into his hand and shouted to Yang Yi: "Boy, why are you in a dilemma with my Huashan Sect? I see that you are young and handsome. What if you die at the hands of my senior brother, it would be a pity!"

Yang Yi smiled and said, "Life and death have fate, wealth and honor are in the sky! I have heard that the Yin-Yang and Liangyi sword technique of Huashan School is powerful all over the world. Today, Yang wants to see it."

The tall old man tricked a single sword in his hand and said proudly: "I am so good at the Liangyi sword technique of my Huashan School. I don't know that you have ever seen it. Let me tell you. Once our two-character sword technique is combined, it will be powerful. Four symbols are produced from two characters, and the eight trigrams are played from four symbols, which will be endless and rotate continuously, especially the exquisite steps, which is the most difficult to guard against..."

The thin old man shouted to the tall old man: "Shut up!"

The tall and old man stopped immediately, and then formed a Liangyi sword formation with the thin old man, one left and one right. Haha laughed and said, "Boy, once my senior brother and I form a Liangyi sword formation, even if I am a Sanfeng real person, you may not be able to break the sword formation in a short time. I see that you are young, why should you die in vain? Let me tell you that I am using the sword on the left, which is the Qian position in the Qian Kun, and the pace will change in a while. With Qian Yuan and the Kun position, you will definitely be flawless. Dazzled..."

The thin old man said angrily: "Junior brother! Can you say less!"

The tall old man was a natural talkative man. When he saw his senior brother getting angry, he urged his mouth a few times, and he felt quite impressed, but he didn't dare to say more.

The thin old man said to Yang Yi: "Boy, I don't think you are a member of the Demon Sect. Why do you have to stand up for them?"

Yang shook his head and smiled, "I am not standing up for them, nor am I an enemy of you. I just saw that the Tartars are eyeing outside and are waiting to be arrested; but you still have to kill each other and fight in the nest. The stupidity in the world is this. I just want to mediate for both sides."

The thin old man was not willing to believe it. He crossed his sword with the tall old man and said, "If you want to mediate, you must have the ability to mediate! You can just go ahead!"

The tall old man also said, "Boy, you can get the move!"

Yang Yi said: "Okay!"

The long sword in his hand had been thrown aside. At this time, he stood up with his hands. Seeing the two of them set up their doors, he let out a long roar, raised his arms and fists, and his fists were hitting the ground like a meteor, and his fists were blasted out. The sound of the air explosion was like thunder. Before the sound came, the fists had already arrived.

The two old men were shocked when they saw Yang Yi's fist so fiercely, "If his punch was solid, I would definitely be smashed by him!" It was related to life and death. The two were surprised and their potential suddenly appeared. The movements that they usually couldn't do were done were now done. Their bodies quickly crossed and left and right, and the thin old man leaned over and leaned forward, slid his head with a long sword, and the tall old man twisted his body and slashed his one-stop.

Seeing this, Yang Yi turned his fist into a palm, turned his palm into a finger, stretched out his two fingers, bent his fingers and bounced the tall old man's horizontal knife, and at the same time he retreated to avoid the thin old man's slashing. His left hand was down, grabbing the thin old man's blade.

With a clanging sound, Yang Yi's finger was shot to the side of the tall old man's single sword. The single sword seemed to be bombarded by a huge rock, making a loud bang. With a "whoosh", it shot out from the tall old man's hand and disappeared in an instant. It was already dark, and I couldn't see clearly, and I didn't know where I had flew.

The tall old man held the knife and the tiger's mouth burst into tears with his right hand, and he was bleeding. After taking a few steps back, he looked at Yang Yi with disbelief.

At this time, Yang Yi took the left hand and had already pinched the blade raised by the thin old man. With a light wave, the thin old man couldn't help but let go. Yang Yi withdrew with his left hand and gently grabbed the thin old man's single sword.

The two elders of Huashan and Yang Yi had a very fast battle, which could be said to be like lightning. From Yang Yi's punch to bombardment, to the two old men's clones to meet the enemy, to Yang Yi's regaining their two swords, it was just a moment.

The thin old man took off his hand with one blow, his face turned gray in an instant. He looked at Yang Yi and nodded slowly: "Good skills! Good kung fu!" He looked depressed for a moment, at a loss, and was stunned for a moment, and then said to the old man Gao: "Junior brother, let's go back!"

The tall old man said stunned: "Go back? Where to go?"

The thin old man said, "Where do you come from? Where can you go back? With such a master, who can win?"

The tall old man shook his head and looked at Yang Yi carefully several times, "Boy, what magic did you use just now?"

Yang Yi smiled and threw the single sword he had taken from his hand at the thin old man, "Can I be a mediator now?"

The thin old man reached out to take the single sword and sighed: "My brothers have lost to you, so naturally I have no face to attack the Demon Sect anymore. But we came to the desert thousands of miles away and returned so incompetently, we will definitely be ridiculed by our fellow martial arts fellow disciples. Whether the other disciples will go back or not will be decided by the leader."

Yang Yi nodded, "Then you go and ask your leader, see what he means, I'll wait for your news here!"

The thin old man said, "Please wait a moment." He looked at the tall old man, "Go back first!"

The tall old man said, "Damn, how did you practice? Are you Zhang Sanfeng's son?"

The thin old man sternly said: "Shut up!"

The two of them returned in a huge mood, and the tall old man kept looking back at Yang Yi. It was unimaginable how Yang Yi had such a magical power at such a young age?

The disciples who followed behind them also turned around and followed them silently.

When Yang Yi saw them leaving, he smiled and was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly heard a woman's scolding from not far away: "Who threw the single knife?"

"Which rat actually hurts someone with a hidden arrow!"

"Senior sister, this is not a hidden arrow, it should be said that it is a hidden sword that hurts people!"

"Huh? There are words on this knife!"

"This is the knife of the Huashan School!"
Chapter completed!