The Ultimate Sword Master

passing by.

Just take a look.

Blocking the road.

…

The old man surnamed Qi had a strange look on his face. He never expected that all the excuses he had prepared for Yang Yi when he went to Xuantian Territory would be used here.

"Young Master..."

After glancing at Yang Yi, he hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Yi glanced at him.

"No, it's nothing."

The old man surnamed Qi shook his head and smiled bitterly, secretly saying, Young Master, Young Master, I really can’t figure you out at all.

Compared to him.

The eight young masters headed by Han Yu felt a storm in their hearts!

Yang Yi took action.

They discovered that the other party was at the second level of the Origin Realm!

Notice.

In the Nine Heavenly Palaces, except for the longest-lived No. 1 Grand Master who has reached the third step of cultivation, the other eight Grand Masters are all at the second step of the Origin Realm, and these young Masters are only at the beginning. They just entered the origin, but Yang Yi... actually left them far away. This is an extremely rare thing in the history of the Nine Heavenly Palaces!

Yang Yi walked forward slowly.

Without even looking at them.

The old man surnamed Qi followed closely, glanced at the people lying on the ground, and suddenly felt a sense of pride.

The young master is very powerful.

Even the Ninth Supreme Master has suffered losses at his hands several times, how can the eight of you stop him?

Apart from being proud.

He was also a little emotional.

Yang Yixiu took the second step after his last sleepwalking in the world of mortals.

Also since that time.

He found that the other party's temperament was a little different from before.

In the past, Yang Yi had an indifferent temperament and was ruthless and short-cut. Every time he came into contact with Yang Yi, he could always feel the coldness in his bones. But now... Yang Yi is still taciturn and indifferent, but there is more in him. He didn't know what happened when Yang Yi was sleepwalking in the mortal world, but he could vaguely guess that it must be related to Gu Han!

after all.

After Yang Yi came back, the first thing he asked him was the word friend, and everything he did after that was inseparable from Gu Han.

Think of this.

He smiled, sighing with emotion in his heart.

Young Master, you finally have a friend.

"why are you laughing?"

Yang Yi glanced at him again.

"nothing."

The old man surnamed Qi said softly: "Young Master, I just remembered those days when we were in the Immortal Palace."

Yang Yi.

A temporary student of the C-shaped Immortal Academy under the jurisdiction of the Ninth Heaven Palace. He has mediocre qualifications and no obvious talent, but he has single-handedly established a firm foothold in the Immortal Academy where the jungle is strong. He defeated countless competitors on the third list of Heaven, Earth and People, and reached the present step by step, sitting on the position of the Young Master of the Ninth Heavenly Palace!

During this period.

He saw how many life and death crises and hardships Yang Yi had gone through.

more important.

Yang Yi has no relatives or friends. No matter what he does, he is always alone. In Yang Yi, all he sees is endless loneliness and indifference.

Gu Han.

Perhaps Yang Yi's first and only friend.

"I forgot all about it."

He was reminiscing, but Yang Yi remained expressionless and said calmly: "It's been too long, and those things don't mean much to me."

There was a pause.

He added: "Don't mention it again in the future, Qi... teach me."

The old man named Qi was stunned for a moment.

He had not heard this title for a long time. Now that he heard it from Yang Yi, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of relief in his heart.

"Yes, Young Master."

He was in a good mood and chuckled: "I won't mention it from now on."

"Ouch!"

Just as he was feeling pleased, he suddenly heard a shout coming from not far away, "You bastard Yang Yi, you dare to hurt my little brother, you are so brave!"

Accompanied by sound.

A figure also fell on the field.

Wearing a black dress, she has a pretty face and exudes a youthful aura. However, at this moment, her almond-shaped eyes are filled with evil, staring at Yang Yi angrily.

It was Luo Youran.

"So useless!"

Glancing at the dozens of people with injuries on their bodies, she lamented their misfortune and was angry at them for not fighting. She reprimanded: "One of the dozens of people was beaten to the ground by them all. I have worked so hard to cultivate and train you in vain. It's all in vain." Trouble?"

Everyone's eyes were almost ready to spit fire.

Can these dozens of people make up the gap between the first step and the second step?

not to mention……

Touring the mountains every day shouting slogans, do you call that cultivation and training?

"Don't underestimate him!"

Han Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "His strength is beyond your imagination!"

"Is it?"

Luo Youran's eyes lit up, he rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Yang Yi, "Let me fight with him!"

Yang Yi glanced at her a few times and frowned slightly.

He had met Luo Youran, and he felt strange about him.

He clearly looked like a mortal with no cultivation at all, but from the other person's aura, he could faintly feel a vague and incomprehensible meaning... exactly the same as Luo Wushuang!

Three or two steps.

Luo Youran had already arrived in front of him.

Eyes facing each other.

One has an indifferent expression, while the other is eager to try.

The two were very close.

The unique fragrance of her daughter's house made Yang Yi a little uncomfortable and took a step back unconsciously.

"The surname is Yang!"

Luo Youran's eyes lit up, and he immediately took a step closer and said excitedly: "How about a fight? If you lose, you will be my younger brother. If I lose, you will be the three kings of my mountain. Is it fair and reasonable?" "

Yang Yi did not respond.

After thinking for a while, he said seriously: "I don't like hitting women."

He suddenly regretted it.

Pei Lun was not called over.

"oops?"

Luo Youran was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and his fur suddenly exploded.

"What a stinker, Yang, who do you look down on..."

"You Ran, come back."

At this time, a gentle voice sounded, "You are no match for Junior Brother Yang."

What!

Everyone in Han Yu was shocked!

Junior brother?

Could it be that...this Yang Yi is actually his junior brother?

Before they could think about it, three figures walked out of the palace. The leader was dressed in white robes and had a gentle temperament. He was Luo Wushuang, followed by Tianjizi and Junyao.

Yang Yi's brows wrinkled again.

Compared to decades ago, Luo Wushuang's changes were almost completely different. His aura was even more elusive and mysterious, and more importantly... he couldn't understand the other person's realm at all!

Like the original, but not.

It's like being reunited, but it's not right.

If you really have to compare it, it's a bit similar to the feeling Gu Han gave him.

"Junior Brother Yang."

Luo Wushuang looked at Yang Yi and said with a smile: "We haven't been together for decades, how are you doing now?"

"fine."

"Since you're here, how about going in for a cup of tea and catching up on old times?"

"I'm not familiar with you."

Yang Yi's answer was concise and to the point.

"Young man named Yang, if my brother asks you to drink tea, just drink it!"

Luo Youran was a little dissatisfied and said in an old-fashioned way: "Just treat it as a favor for me, how about that?"

Yang Yi thought for a while and said calmly: "No."

Luo Youran: "?"