Although the fourth style of the sword immortal technique that Zhou Yi used just now was only half a step to kill, the old man in Qingshan was injured.
"Ahhh, my hand!"
The old man in green shirt screamed, his face changed drastically, and he slapped the sword with his palm. Although the sword was slapped away by him, the force on the palm of his right hand was completely removed by the sword.
At the same time, a heart-wrenching pain came from his palm, and his right palm was pierced by the Blaohan Sword, causing blood to spread.
"How is this possible? This is absolutely impossible!"
"How could you hurt me!" The old man in green clothes shouted wildly without caring about the wound, but was disbelief.
Even if the injury is not serious.
Even if he was careless just now.
Even if he didn't use all his strength.
But so what.
Zhou Yi still hurt him.
With the strength of the Divine Power Warrior, he was injured as a master.
If this is spread, it will definitely cause a major earthquake and huge waves in the entire martial arts world.
Can a warrior hurt the master?
Even a fairy tale dares not write like this.
Normally, even if the master only sets up defenses and stands there and lets the warriors cut, the warriors will not be able to hurt the master.
The old man in the air was in the green shirt and his thoughts were quickly rotated, and almost instantly he knew what to do next.
"Since this kid gets into trouble, he must be killed, otherwise he will be in trouble and I don't know what he will grow in the future."
The old man in Qingshan was determined to kill Zhou Yi.
His body instantly completed a half-turn in the air. In almost a blink of an eye, his new round of offensive had already been launched.
At this moment, Zhou Yi had exhausted his true energy and lay exhausted on the ground, gasping for breath, his face turned pale.
In his state, he might not even be able to hold up the sword, and it was even more impossible for the sword to be used again.
But it doesn't matter, his mission has been completed.
Because it took enough time.
When the old man in green clothes was about to slap Zhou Yi with his palm again, a black shadow appeared out of thin air, and it was Wei Liang.
"Have you played enough?"
"It's my turn."
Wei Liang's eyes were red, and a murderous voice sounded, and he punched the old man in Qingshan with all his might.
puff!
The moment the two collided, the old man in green felt his blood surge and vomited blood.
Zhou Yi's sword still had an impact on him.
"Young Master, are you okay?"
He knocked back the old man in blue with one punch. Wei Liang hurriedly checked Zhou Yi's situation. The latter shook his head and said in a low voice:
"I'm fine. Feng San just said that it was his first time to leave Lingnan and didn't know much news."
"So if we want to get more clues, we can only find them from this old man. Uncle Wei, can you keep him?"
Wei Liang's eyes flashed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "I'll do my best."
After saying that, he moved his body and came to the opposite side of the old man in Qingshan.
"A master, five divine warriors, this lineup is just to destroy a small family. What secrets do you have that are unspeakable?" Wei Liang asked coldly.
The old man in green wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Wei Liang, and then looked at Zhou Yi on the ground, the seven disciples of Zhou's eyes flashed, and finally smiled coldly:
"What's my secret? Isn't it a little more secret?" The old man in Qingshan seemed to have discovered a new continent: "In a small city like Tianyang, there are masters like you, and there are so many talents.
young man.”
"If this is spread, Tianyang will be lively."
A trace of killing flashed in Wei Liang's eyes, and he knew it was still careless. This was their biggest secret. If it was leaked, the consequences would be unimaginable, especially those of the Lingnan Liu family, the largest suspect in the destruction of the Zhou family.
"You are looking for death!" Wei Liang did not say nonsense, and he rushed towards the old man Qingshan when he moved his body. He was determined to kill.
"Hahaha, I have been in China for decades and I have been trying to kill me for too many people. It's not your turn."
The old man in blue took a deep breath, and in an instant, white light flashed all over his body, which was extremely obvious in the dark night sky.
Faced with Wei Liang's offensive, he made the reaction that a master should have and faced him head-on.
Boom! Boom!
However, after two breaths, the two men in the sky burst into ten consecutive punches. The invisible shock wave made the ground tremble continuously, and the glass of nearby buildings was shattered.
In the dark night sky, the two masters were like two dazzling meteors, constantly colliding, and the battle was extremely fierce.
The true energy that overflowed was probably not something that a magical warrior could resist. Zhou Yi struggled to get up from the ground and looked at the terrifying battle like a collapsed mountain in the sky.
His eyes were filled with shock and yearning.
This was his second time seeing the Grandmaster Battle with his own eyes. The first time was a battle between Lord Liu and the mysterious man. At that time, he was far away, hid in the dark and observed, and finally had a lot of insights from watching the battle.
A successful breakthrough in one fell swoop.
This time the vision is obviously clearer, which is more shocking.
Although he had just injured the old man in Qingshan, he knew that if he did it again, the old man in Qingshan would prepare in advance.
He will not have any chance.
But one is enough.
Enough for him to do something that seems trivial.
But the impact is very far-reaching.
"Young Master, what should I do? Although the sect leader has a little advantage, his opponent's resilience is too strong and he can't be suppressed at all." Sixuan was also shocked as he looked at the battle in the sky.
"Yes, I always feel that this old man just wants to fight with the sect leader. If he wants to leave, he can leave at any time."
Shiqin also said with a bitter face.
"No, he can't leave."
At this time, Zhou Yi suddenly spoke.
The other disciples all looked puzzled. Although they were not the masters, they also had a little information about the masters' battles.
If there are no special means in the Battle of Grandmasters, whoever breaks through earlier will have a little advantage.
Compared with the old man in Qingshan, Wei Liang obviously does not have this advantage, so it is not easy to gain the upper hand. It is too difficult to keep the old man in Qingshan.
"A momentary mistake will lead to eternal regret. This sentence is true to anyone, and the Grandmaster is no exception."
Zhou Yi stared at the figure of the old man in the green shirt in the sky, as if he was talking to himself:
"If he was only injured by a divine warrior, then his injury as a master is almost negligible."
"But when I was hurting him just now, I was not a divine warrior, or more than a divine warrior."
"I'm also a great doctor."
"A great doctor who is good at using poison."
As he said that, Zhou Yi seemed to notice something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said to himself: "Three, two, one..."
puff!
The "one" that Zhou Yi said had just fallen, and the anxious battle situation in the sky suddenly appeared without warning.
The old man in blue shirt, who was originally relaxed and relaxed, suddenly turned red, and his face suddenly changed drastically, and he vomited blood.
"What's going on!" The old man in Qingshan screamed strangely, and Wei Liang didn't hurt him at all.
After a moment, his eyes looked at his palm.
He looked at the place where Zhou Yi had just hurt him.