On the fifth day, the man stood quietly on the edge of a large pit formed by being hit by a giant palm, and the wind moved his clothes, and the man looked like a sharp sword.

He finally got better after Yang Yi was spared to spend the treatment of spiritual fruits and medicines.

The great master of martial arts combines the mind with heaven and earth, and uses the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for his own use. Unless healing is at a higher level than himself, under normal circumstances, as long as he is awake, the speed of healing is amazing. With Yang Yi's spiritual fruit assistance, his injuries will be healed within ten days. Today, when he felt something, he was alone in the pit and pondered silently. His aura was growing higher and higher, and his injuries were finally healed.

Yang Yi also learned that he was standing by the pit and looked ahead calmly.

The big pit in front of me can't be called a big pit. It should be said that it is just a small lake. More than ten days have passed, and clear water has already seeped out of the underground to fill the entire big pit. When the sun is rising, the water waves are bright and rippling. A few birds flying by next to me really have a bit of the artistic conception of a lake.

"Yi'er."

On the fifth day, the man had no expression on his face, "Brother Yang learned everything he learned in ancient and modern times. With him in front of me, I had nothing to teach you, but I see that the martial arts you know now are extremely complicated. Although there are methods of the Yang family's martial arts, more of them are miscellaneous. This is strange. How did you learn these miscellaneous learnings?" With the eyes of the fifth day, through the last time he fought against Huo Qing, he had already had a profound perception of Yang Yi's martial arts cultivation. More importantly, he was stabbed by Yang Yi in the neck, and he had already seen Yang Yi's method of practicing martial arts.

When Yang Yi heard him say that the martial arts he learned in the small world were "miscellaneous learning", he couldn't help but smiled bitterly and said to himself: "I don't know what martial arts are not mescellaneous learning in your eyes but authentic martial arts?"

However, he also knew that in the eyes of martial arts masters like the Fifth Heavenly Ren, only peerless magical secret techniques that match their realm can be qualified to be called top-grade martial arts, and the martial arts he obtained from traveling to the small world of martial arts are indeed not qualified to be taken seriously by him.

He smiled and said, "These martial arts were learned by my nephew with another opportunity, not taught by my father."

The fifth day man shook his head and said, "How wonderful is your martial arts masterpiece? Why should I pick up rubble before the pearls and jade?"

He pulled out the long sword in his hand and said to Yang Yi: "I only know how to use swords in my life. I can't teach you anything else, and I still gain a little in swordsmanship."

He looked at Yang Yi, "Let me take a look at your current skills."

Yang Yi listened to his voice and knew that he had the intention of giving advice to him. He bent down to the fifth heaven and bowed and said, "I'm welcome to such a nephew!"

Before he finished speaking, a sword light flashed and reached the chest of the fifth heavenly man. He took no sign of action. He tried his best with all his strength as soon as he made a move. This sword was really at its peak, but the sword light stabbed out quickly and stopped quickly. As soon as the sword light flashed, it suddenly stopped. The tip of the sword stopped at the chest of the fifth heavenly man's clothes could no longer move forward. There were two fingers at the tip of the sword. It was these two fingers that clamped the full-strength sword that Yang Yi stabbed.

On the fifth day, the man let go of his fingers and asked, "What kind of sword technique is this? Why do I feel that there is a vague Zen meaning in it?"

Yang Yi saw that he easily clamped his sword with all his strength, as if he was drinking water and eating, he could not be relaxed anymore. He was shocked and felt a little dissatisfied. He immediately withdrew his sword and turned around and said to the fifth heaven: "Uncle Wu, this is the Bodhidharma sword technique in Shaolin Temple."

"Shaolin?"

The fifth day man was slightly stunned, "What kind of temple is this?" He frowned and said, "Although this sword technique is practical, it exudes a sense of petty aura. It doesn't have a grand momentum. It's okay to cultivate yourself, but it's too slow to face the enemy."

He said to Yang Yi: "Come again!"

Yang Yi thought to himself: "Ancestor Bodhidharma may not be able to reach your current state. Isn't there a slight sense of family spirit in your eyes?"

When his body turned, the sky was filled with figures. The sword light enveloped the entire body of the fifth heavenly man. The Heavenly Sword in his hand suddenly became "soft". Although the sword was still the same sword, it felt like it had become a rope. The tip of the sword trembled endlessly, as if there was no place it could not reach. The Hundred Refining Divine Soldiers turned into soft fingers in a blink of an eye.

Yang Yi was like wind and lightning. After the sword tip was stabbed out, he changed his moves before he could hit the target. He left as soon as he touched the sword tip. Tens of sword flowers rose and fell around the body of the fifth day, stabbed them one after another. If Zhang Sanfeng was here, he would have seen that Yang Yi made this sword technique the sword technique was his Wudang's sword. If he saw Yang Yi practice this sword technique to this level, Zhang Sanfeng would definitely admire it. This sword technique had already exceeded the scope of the sword softness and sublimated to another realm. Under the cover of this sword light, ordinary martial arts figures, let alone fight back, could blind their eyes by the sword light.

But how could the sword light disappear in the sky disappear? Before Yang Yi could flash a few circles, the tip of the sword was clamped by two fingers of the fifth heavenly man. "The sword is used to kill people, what's the use of such a fancy one? Come again!"

Yang Yi said: "Okay!" He flashed rapidly and set out his sword to attack again.

He traveled through many small martial arts worlds and had seen a lot of sword techniques. At this time, he still could not withstand the moves of the fifth heavenly man, but it surprised the fifth heavenly man and opened his eyes. Although these sword techniques were simple in his eyes, the sword-making charm brought by some sword techniques was also very interesting.

Yang Yi's move was as fast as lightning, but in an instant he had already attacked hundreds of moves. One person seemed to have several more arms suddenly. This move was attacked, and the other move was launched again, and no move was repeated.

Amid the sword shadows, the voices of the fifth heavenly being heard constantly, "Come again! Come again! Come again!"

It was not until Yang Yi used the Tai Chi sword technique of the Wudang Sect that the fifth heavenly man's face was finally moved, "It's interesting!"

He saw Yang Yi's sword stabbing slowly, but it turned round and endlessly, with endless sword intent, as if there was no flaw at all, and his eyes immediately showed a strange light, "What kind of sword technique is this?"

Yang Yi said: "This is Tai Chi sword technique!" As he spoke, the long sword lightly stabbed towards the fifth heavenly man. The fifth heavenly man stretched out his fingers and clamped his head and smiled: "Tai Chi? What a big tone! What sword technique dares to give such a name?"

His two fingers finally got empty.

No matter how far a warrior practices, the Tai Chi theory created by Zhang Sanfeng will never fall behind. Yang Yi has now become a half-step master and has a new understanding of Tai Chi theory. This time, the general will come out and it will indeed have miraculous results.

But Yang Yi knew that this was mainly caused by the fact that the hunter was happy and unprepared on the fifth day. If he became serious, even if his Tai Chi sword technique was exquisite, it would be impossible to avoid his two fingers.

"good!"

The fifth day man exclaimed for the first time, "This swordsmanship is amazing! Come again!"

But even if this set of Tai Chi swordsman is amazing, he will only have the performance left when facing the fifth heavenly master, the martial arts master. It was not until after watching Yang Yi use this set of swordsman that the fifth heavenly man pinched Yang Yi's sword tip and exclaimed: "It's the first time I have seen this martial arts artistic conception. Which is the great master of the Taoist sect? Is it the leader of the Taixu sect? This sword technique is fine. It's rare that this martial arts artistic conception is full of endless flavor. This is truly amazing!"

Yang Yi saw that the fifth celestial being could sense the Taoist aura with just these few sword techniques, and admired him even more. He smiled and said, "This is not the skill of Taixu Sect, but the martial arts of another sect. I also learned by chance."

The fifth day man looked at him with a look of reminiscence, "This person should be a master!" He smiled at Yang Yi and said, "Although this sword technique is not authentic to your Yang family, it is not considered a miscellaneous learning. You can study it carefully in the future."

He smiled and said, "Okay, use your unique skills."

Yang Yi stood up with a solemn look and bowed to the fifth day man, "Please give me advice!"

He looked respectful when he bent down, but as he slowly straightened, a solemn aura slowly emerged from him, and the aura became heavier and heavier. By the time he completely straightened his waist, the momentum had arrived.

Yang Yi's face was not wavy. He used his body to match his heart and the mind to combine the Tao. In an instant, man and nature were united, and both things and me were forgotten. The long sword in his hand slashed straight at the fifth heavenly man.
Chapter completed!