Shenxiu finished breaking them off in a serious manner, while Yi Zhiping and the excited Yi Zhi'an froze on the ground. The atmosphere in the hall of the head of the family's mansion instantly became so quiet that only their breathing was left.

Disable the Half-Step Martial Master?

…

After a few seconds, Yi Zhiping reacted and shouted sternly: "What a fart, you think I don't understand anything because I am an innate warrior? Half-step martial master is the first glimpse of the transformation state. Every move contains the way of heaven and earth. Master Henglian

No matter how strong your physical body is, you can't compete with it!"

"Believe it or not, it will bring you down." Shenxiu shrugged.

Zhao Fan, on the other hand, calmly walked towards Yi Zhiping step by step, and said: "Don't you know that you haven't heard of the ancient cultivation technique of physical body sanctification? In martial arts, everything is possible. If the physical body is forged to the extreme, it can also be achieved.

To transcend the ordinary and become a saint. And what this master practices is the method of becoming a saint in the physical body."

Yi Zhiping was dumbfounded. It was the first time he knew that such a thing existed. The other party showed no fear, which made him even more convinced that it really existed.

"Brother...what should we do now?" Even though Yi Zhi'an had gained great strength, he was still a coward mentally.

"We've already lost our skin, and we're going to die anyway, so why don't we stop him from talking nonsense." At this point, Yi Zhiping saw that there was no room for a peaceful solution, so he bit into pieces the red pill and swallowed it.

If he didn't have to, he would never eat it, because the price would be too high, and it could be said that his martial arts path in this life would be ruined!

Wang Lang, the great alchemist of Huashan, is not a philanthropist. As Shenxiu said, he sells it for a very expensive price, but it cannot match his great reputation, so many martial arts families rush to buy it.

And these two realm-breaking pills were obtained by Yi Zhiping secretly at the expense of half of the Yi family's treasures!

Half an hour is comparable to the late stage of martial arts, but after that, not only is it knocked back to its original shape, but the martial arts is broken. At that time, there is an innate state, which is actually not as good as the middle stage of acquired life. It is irreversible and will lose twenty years.

Lifespan, unless there is a rare elixir that can restore the martial arts veins to their original state...

Not to mention one Yi family, even ten Yi families may not be able to afford that kind of elixir!

If you don’t eat now, your life will be lost...

In contrast, get over the immediate difficulties and then worry about other things.

Yi Zhiping's power has also skyrocketed, and like Yi Zhi'an, he has reached the level of a late-stage grandmaster!

He was immersed in it and couldn't help but feel a little intoxicated. This unprecedented powerful feeling had only appeared in dreams in the past.

At this moment, Zhao Fan had stopped one meter in front of him, and eight words like a command fell into the ears of the two brothers of the Yi family: "Hit me, if you fight back, I lose."

Yi Zhiping and Yi Zhi'an were confused. Could it be that this unknown golden-faced master was really so tyrannical?

They hesitated for a moment, then exploded with all their strength, carrying punches and kicks with poor internal energy and attacking like shuttles!

After all, he is not a true martial arts master and cannot take advantage of his inner strength, so covering the parts used to launch attacks is the greatest blessing for both of them.

But the power was so great that even the chandelier on the ceiling of the hall trembled and swayed, and Yi Xue's hair swayed back. She had the illusion that she was in the center of the storm, so she shouted in horror: "Be careful!"

"Boss of the Yi family, second son of the Yi family, come on, you will brutally torture the golden-faced master. I have long been unhappy with him!" Shenxiu cheered for the enemy and whistled without taking it too seriously.

Zhao Fan stood there casually.

The next moment.

The attack of the two brothers of the Yi family swept over and hit him hard, but they felt as if mud hit the steel plate. It was not the other party that was damaged, but themselves...

There was a crackling sound of broken bones, and at the same time, the two of them flew upside down for five meters uncontrollably, and their momentum was stopped until half of their bodies smashed into the wall.

Yi Zhiping's left arm drooped limply on the ground, with the bones shattered and only a layer of skin remaining.

His second brother's right leg was also like this, twisted into an S shape!

Not only that, the two of them spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and their power plummeted, even worse than the innate state they had been in at the beginning.

Yi Zhiping and Yi Zhi'an looked at the "Golden Mask Master" who stood motionless in the center of the hall in disbelief, as if they had seen a ghost. Their minds went blank.

Zhao Fan spread his hands, smiled, and said: "A mayfly can shake a big tree without overestimating its own capabilities."

They were breathing hard, and the power of the Broken Mirror Pill seemed to have completely disappeared as they failed to succeed and were seriously injured.

"Brothers, I'm afraid you didn't buy waste elixirs, right?" Shen Xiuxiao burst into tears: "Wang Lang often refining the waste elixirs and mixing them with good ones for sale. I taught him a lesson last time.

It’s become more restrained.”

When the two brothers from the Yi family heard this, they spat out a mouthful of blood and began to wonder if the pill they had taken was useless.

In fact, it's not.

The reason why the power of the medicine disappears is not only the time limit, but also the consumption limit. They took the initiative to hit Zhao Fan, who is physically comparable to the peak martial master, just like an ordinary person hitting a stone with a fist. This is no different from hitting a fist with a stone in reverse. Even if Zhao Fan

Even if they didn't move, they still became the ones "being beaten". Under severe injuries, the internal energy in their martial arteries was directly cleared.

Moreover, the Broken Mirror Pill does not really enhance the martial arts to be as strong as that of a grandmaster. It is only a qualitative change caused by compression and the ability to be released. Even the physical strength is obtained by overdrawing twenty years of Yangshou.

For half an hour, I can't stand this kind of torment that exceeds the load.

"Don't kill me..."

"We know we were wrong, Xiaoxue, please plead with Master Jinmian on my behalf."

Yi Zhiping and Yi Zhi'an were embedded in the wall in despair and collapse, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. Any child could chop them up with a kitchen knife.

Zhao Fan turned around and walked towards the big bed where Yi Changxiong was lying, and said without looking back: "I won't kill you."

"Thank you for your golden face"

Yi Zhiping was stunned for a moment, and was about to say something grateful. Before the word "teacher" came out of his mouth, he heard the other party say: "When I cure Teacher Yi Xue's grandfather and let him do it by himself, I will

Too dirty."

"Ah..." Yi Zhi'an's vision went dark and he fainted on the spot.

Yi Zhiping glanced at his second brother on the opposite wall, his eyes filled with envy. He was so damn happy. He wanted to be like that, but he didn't feel like he was going to faint at all!

"Too powerful..." In Yi Xue's eyes, Yaoyao's eldest cousin, who was gradually approaching, was like a descended god coming from the earth on colorful fairy clouds. It seemed that with him, there was no difficulty in the world that could not be overcome.

When she heard what the other party said, she came back to her senses and asked in shock and anticipation: "Can my grandpa be saved?"

"Yes, I'm standing here, and the Lord of Hell doesn't dare to accept it."

Zhao Fan came to the bedside while he was talking. He first put a finger against Yi Changxiong's eyebrows, injected a trace of Long Yang Dan power into his body, and after returning, he was sure that his life was about to end.

The oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

If Yi Changxiong was an ordinary person, Zhao Fan would not save him.

But there is a unique way for warriors to extend their lives, and it is not against nature. That is to use breakthroughs to achieve the purpose of extending their lifespan!

Although Yi Changxiong's injuries were horrific, none of them were fatal, so Zhao Fan didn't bother to use the Nine Needles of Ghost Gate and directly placed his palm on his chest through his martial veins.

At this time, a long and drawn-out voice came into the house of the head of the family: "Report..."

Everyone looked outside the door in confusion.

After the guard entered the courtyard, he ran towards the hall of this building and said in a hurry: "Master Jinmian, where are my eldest and second uncle?"

Zhao Fan pointed to the left and then to the right.

The guard was confused until he came in and saw a scene that frightened him. The two actual leaders of the Yi family were embedded in the wall and could not be removed, and they looked extremely injured.

"If you have anything to say, just say it, and if you don't have anything to say, leave." Yi Xue urged, fearing that she would delay the best opportunity to save her grandfather.

The guard knowingly ignored Yi Zhiping, but faced the fake daughter and saluted respectfully: "Miss Qi, the head of the Chu family led a large number of powerful people from the Chu family to the outside of the mansion, knelt down in unison, and

He brought a white jade box, and..." He swallowed his saliva and said: "And the heads of the eldest son of the Chu family and the three innate heroes, saying that they came to plead guilty to Jiangzhou Wu Zun."

"Jiangzhou Wu Zun?"

Yi Xue and Shenxiu looked at Zhao Fan at the same time.
Chapter completed!