"Ding......

The spirit sword in Meng Yuansheng's hand struck with Tian Cang's black broadsword, making a crisp sound.

Immediately afterwards, the two were entangled together, and Tian Cang's knife was extremely fierce, firmly suppressing Meng Yuansheng.

If it weren't for Meng Yuansheng taking the strong pill, under the increase in the effect of the medicine, Meng Yuansheng's strength and the strength of his body have been improved, and under Tian Cang's fierce knife attack, Meng Yuansheng would not have been able to resist it at all.

And Wang Kan above the attic and Meng Yuansheng in the prohibition of the Douxian Pavilion both understood very well.

Now the seemingly evenly matched scene on the field is unlikely to last too long, once the effect of the strong pill fades, even if there are no side effects, but Meng Yuansheng will definitely not be able to resist Tian Cang's offensive.

Therefore, Meng Yuansheng must now find a way to distance himself from Tian Cang, so that he can continue to use long-distance attacks to see if he can consume Tian Cang's physical strength and the true qi in his body.

Martial artists who practice martial arts rely on their own strong physical body and the true qi in their body.

The true qi of a martial artist is different from the true yuan of an immortal monk, and there is no need to have a spiritual root to practice true qi, so any ordinary person in the world who wants to practice can practice.

However, at the end of martial arts practice, the martial artist has no spiritual root, nor does he have spiritual sense, so he cannot condense and improve these true qi, let alone the subsequent knotting of pills and infants.

Therefore, the ultimate of martial arts cultivation is only the pinnacle of the foundation building realm.

And in the same way, the true qi in the martial artist's body will also be depleted.

If Meng Yuansheng could widen the distance between him and Tian Cang, and constantly use his sword skills and sword qi to weaken Tian Cang's true qi, the rest would only be a matter of time.

After all, Meng Yuansheng, who had taken the Revenge Pill and the Guiyuan Pill early, must have been much faster than Tian Cang in terms of the speed of True Yuan recovery.

This Tian Cang's martial arts cultivation is not low, and it is obvious that he has also figured out the key point in this, and has always maintained an extremely fierce offensive, suppressing Meng Yuansheng to the death, and not giving Meng Yuansheng any chance to escape.

In the forbidden part of the Douxian Pavilion, Meng Yuansheng, who was struggling to resist the attack of this Tian Cang, sweat appeared on his forehead.

Meng Yuansheng, who was constantly using the spirit sword in his hand to resist Tian Cang's black broadsword, his arms had been slightly numb by the shock at this time, and the footwork under his feet was gradually floating and there was no discipline.

"No! The effects of the pills have begun to fade...... If it goes on like this, I won't be able to stand it!"

Meng Yuansheng thought in his heart, how could he escape from Tian Cang's fierce attack and distance himself from him?

"Ding......

Tian Cang slashed with another blow, and the head and face slashed towards Meng Yuansheng.

Meng Yuansheng hurriedly raised the spirit sword in his hand horizontally, and the true yuan in his body flowed out, covering the two pieces in his hand.

With a crisp sound of fighting, Tian Cang's blow was resisted by Meng Yuansheng with difficulty.

And Meng Yuansheng's arm actually began to tremble at this time, and he also trembled when he drove the spirit sword.

Tian Cang's physical body was too strong, supplemented by the true qi and sword technique in his body, Meng Yuansheng's body was really difficult to resist after resisting more than a dozen knives, and even the spirit sword couldn't hold it.

On weekdays, in the Yaomaru Gate Mountain Gate, Meng Yuansheng and other Yao Pill Gate disciples rarely practiced sword moves and spells, and the main effort was spent on the cultivation and perception of the Dan Dao.

The sword moves used in the Dou Immortal Pavilion today were all learned by Meng Yuansheng himself from the secret books sent by the Ten Thousand Law Immortal Sect, and they were all some mortal intermediate or mortal high-level exercises.

can really have actual combat experience against people, and Meng Yuansheng has about no chance.

When it was too late, Tian Cang was extremely keenly aware of the trembling of Meng Yuansheng's arm holding the spirit sword, and without hesitation, he raised his knife again and slashed it.

"What should I do! Can I only admit defeat?"

"The elder brother who has always been extremely optimistic about himself, but at this time, he is looking at himself from the attic!"

"You can't just admit defeat like this! If you can't fight in strength, then think of other ways, Senior Brother said, not only Dan Dao, everything in the world can be integrated!"

"Think about it, what else is there to do, what advantages can I have to restrain Tian Cang?"

"That's right!"

At the moment when Tian Cang's black big knife slashed, Meng Yuansheng thought a lot in his mind, and a thing that he almost forgot was suddenly remembered by him at this time.

"Wrong! Everything is wrong!"

Meng Yuansheng didn't have the left hand that held the sword, and Yun lightly pinched a sword trick, and two spirit swords appeared between Meng Yuansheng and Tian Cang.

"Woo Woo ......"

The two spirit swords stabbed directly towards Tian Cang's head, although there was no halo flowing, but the speed was extremely fast.

"I am a monk in the foundation realm, I have spiritual sense, I think alchemy can control a variety of pill materials, I can also control multiple spirit swords at the same time!"

This is a very simple truth, and anyone who is a monk should be able to understand this truth.

However, Meng Yuansheng, who was suppressed by Tian Cang's preconceived fierce offensive, had been trying his best to resist, but he had forgotten his advantages.

The so-called authorities are obsessed with bystanders, if Meng Yuansheng was offstage, he might be able to come up with this method easily, but he who has been extremely nervous to fight against Tian Cang, until this critical moment when victory or defeat is at stake, did he realize this truth.

The so-called enlightenment in battle, that's probably it.

On the attic next to the Douxian Pavilion, after seeing Meng Yuansheng summon the other two spirit swords, Wang Kan breathed a sigh of relief.

Returning from the balcony railing, he sat back in his seat, picked up the wine glass beside him, and drank the wine from it.

"Congratulations, this kid has good qualifications. ”

The blue power-suited martial artist who had been cross-legged and didn't care about the battle in the Dou Immortal Pavilion under the attic was an extremely rare opening at this time.

Hearing that the other party was congratulating himself, Wang Kan was embarrassed to ignore the other party, turned around and bowed to the warrior, and said in return:

"Your Excellency has praised it, this martial artist of your faction is strong, and his cultivation is also extremely extraordinary!"

When the warrior in the strong suit heard Wang Kan's Chen Zan, he laughed a few times, turned to look at Wang Kan, and said with a smile:

"Hahaha, my brother, he has a lot of strength, but ah...... I just don't want to use my brain. ”

Wang Kan was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

However, at this time, when he saw the warrior in the attic turn around, Wang Kan found that the appearance of this warrior in the suit was eight or nine points similar to the one in the audience.

"In Shimoda Wolf, the one who competes downstairs is my brother. ”