"Interesting, the aura on the body of this monk named Pan Long seems to be very undulating, but the purity is much higher than that of a monk of the same level, and this unstable dìng is completely due to the layer on the surface of his body, and the true yuan in his body is already very calm, which is not the same as what these monks say......"

Ding Yang's gaze swept over Pan Long's body, and after a careful look, he immediately showed a slight smile, his eyesight was actually much higher than that of a monk of the same level, and even because of the storage of his eyes, many changes in energy could be seen clearly at a glance without even needing to feel it, plus the fusion of No. 3 and him was completed continuously, and even in the end, his eyesight would suddenly become one of the top people in the entire Tianyuan Great World.

That Pan Long's words and deeds are really too similar to ordinary gentlemen, especially in the voices of the monks around Ding Yang, this Pan Long feels more like a waste of external power, if Ding Yang does not see it very clearly, it will be a little unimaginable, which is why he understands more and more the importance of hiding his true strength.

But after Ding Yang's eyes fell on the disciple of Lianyangmen, he also nodded slightly, and there was a very thick evil aura and anger around this man's body, which was a little scary with that somewhat gloomy face. But Ding Yang understood even more that this disciple was different from the previous Fang Yang.

"Humph! You really don't need to know my name now, but when you lose, you'll naturally ask me, but you'll have to inquire to find out then! ”

The man's face was still gloomy, and he didn't get angry because of this, his voice was cold but very clear, so that almost everyone present could hear it clearly, and their eyes were focused on him.

The monk who fought in Lianyangmen was called Zhang Heng, and Dai Hongyuan had focused on this person when he introduced him at that time, although this person was not the strongest among the three in the competition, but in terms of mental strength, he was the most tenacious of the three.

This man appeared to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old. But in fact, he is already in his eighties, and he is already considered an advanced age among the many Yuanying realm monks in Lianyangmen, but this person's life experience is much richer than Ding Yang's, and even half of his years are spent in the battlefield of the world, and it is also because of this aura of being born in the army, the evil qi and anger on his body can almost shake the monks of the foundation building realm alive.

It is also because of this that his combat consciousness is much stronger than that of ordinary monks, and with the cultivation at the peak of the Yuanying realm, especially the anger on his body can affect the operation of the opponent's Yuanshen, so his combat power can be exerted almost every time. But it can also exert the combat power of the limit of the Yuanying realm, and even be able to fight for a short time with some monks who have entered the out-of-body realm in advertising, which is not easy for ordinary Yuanying realm monks.

It is also an alternative genius, of course, this kind of genius does not mean how powerful his cultivation is, it is completely a genius in terms of combat power, if it is cultivation, if he starts cultivating since he was a child, he will indeed be a real genius, but the time he started cultivating has exceeded the best cultivation moment, which is why he is still in the Yuanying realm at the age of eighty with his qualifications.

"It's not a small tone. I'd like to see if I ask your name! ”

Pan Long was a little chubby because of his body, so it was indeed very funny to match his appearance of no one in his eyes, but as soon as this sentence was made, the cultivation fluctuations on his body that belonged to the late stage of Yuan Ying immediately exploded. Although it was up and down, the silver flying sword suddenly moved against the wind, turning into a silver streamer and heading straight for Zhang Heng, but the sword light was immediately like a lotus flower blooming in mid-air. The sword was as dense as a wall.

Seeing this, that Zhang Hengfei quickly thought about it, and then looked at Pan Long opposite. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, in his eyes, this Pan Long was a waste at all, if it wasn't for the resources at home to fill it out like feeding a duck, where would there be today's cultivation? Then the cultivation is high, and this method is just ordinary at all.

The corners of his mouth curled up and his body stepped back suddenly, but he was unwilling to fight against this silver flying sword, he knew very well that the grade of this flying sword had reached the peak of the best, even if a genius in a sect like him could only use a medium-grade spirit weapon, Pan Long in front of him was indeed a little unstable in cultivation, but a spirit weapon was a spirit weapon, and the power was the same.

The body is as smooth as a loach, Zhang Heng's body is too powerful, and as soon as his body moves, it directly turns into countless streamers, moving quickly within a range of less than five meters around him, so fast that Ding Yang on the side nodded slightly.

"This Zhang Heng's body method is a bit like those combat methods in the rivers and lakes, but the shortcomings are too obvious, and he can only quickly dodge in a small area, if he encounters a few monks who are good at releasing poisonous insects in a large area or using poison and other attacks, then his body style will lose its effect."

In Ding Yang's eyes, Zhang Heng's body technique at this moment is similar to the "Ling Bo Weibu" in "Tianlong Babu", and it is indeed a few powerful body techniques in a short distance, even if Pan Long's timbre long sword is extraordinary, and the many sword light changes that change are mysterious, but it still can't hurt Zhang Heng in the slightest.

Seeing this, Pan Long couldn't help but show an extremely angry look, his eyes pinched the magic trick with a gloomy color, and the mana of his whole body rushed into the timbre long sword, and his wrist shook again, and a breath of qi led to see that the long sword suddenly slashed out a sword light, but this sword light did not kill Zhang Heng, but hung in the air and continued to gather the surrounding sword qi.

"Boom!"

The silver sword trembled violently. Suddenly, in the void, the sword light flourished, and it instantly turned into the size of a zhangxu, and countless runes were densely revealed on the surface, these runes flashed, and there seemed to be many sword lights in it that were constantly converging, and even these sword lights began to differentiate into extremely pure energy, and then they were suddenly poured into the air and were constantly converging to get the sword light.

With bursts of violent spiritual power fluctuations surging around, the onlookers who were watching the battle were shocked, and their eyes looked at Pan Long, I have to say that the power of the best long sword is indeed extremely extraordinary, under the infusion of the true yuan in his body, the power of the long sword seems to have reached a higher level, and the Dao Dao sword qi erupted.

It seems that I feel that I have become the center of attention. Pan Long's face showed joy, the green tendons on his face were bulging high, he looked a little blue, his body was trembling slightly, and then he played several tricks one after another, but they were all some tricks to accelerate the convergence of true elements in his body, and it looked like he was going to decide the winner at once.

After the silver long sword let out a low roar, the black pattern array on the surface gradually became clear, and seeing this, Zhang Heng, who was constantly dodging, suddenly stopped. Looking at Pan Long, there was a smile in his eyes, and he actually stood in place and stopped making a move, just staring at the sword light in the air that was constantly gathering powerful sword qi in the air.

This silver long sword was a top-grade spiritual weapon, and now with the True Yuan explosion in Pan Long's body pouring into it, its power was already boundless.

But Zhang Heng knew one thing very well, the higher the level of the spiritual weapon, the greater the consumption of the monk, especially after the great spiritual weapon, each small level was improved. The amount of spiritual energy it consumed would be calculated according to a large amount, and now it seemed to be amazing, but he still understood that Pan Long did not have the power of this silver long sword to fully burst out.

At this moment, Pan Long let out a low snort. jumped up in vain, grabbed the long sword in the air, and slashed a sword at Zhang Heng on the opposite side.

"Click"! A loud bang came from the surface of the ring, and a sword shadow that seemed to be about to split the entire sky into two slashed towards Zhang Heng. The sword shadow gathered an indescribable powerful energy, and it had completely locked Zhang Heng in front of him.

“……”

The figure flickered, Zhang Heng still knew very well how powerful this sword was, and then the figure had already appeared in the air more than ten zhang high. It can even be said that it dodged the attack lightly, and the power of this sword is indeed very powerful, but because of this, the speed has slowed down a little.

"Boom!"

The sword light did not hit Zhang Heng, and immediately hit the light curtain at the edge of the ring, after a roar, the entire platform was slashed by this sword and countless sparks, but this ring and its strength, but also has the metallic formation in the reinforcement, this kind of vibration is still pediatric for the ring, and soon all the sword qi is completely dissipated in the operation of the formation, turning into a little silver light and dissipating, but the transparent light curtain around the formation suddenly trembled slightly, which shows the great power.

Many onlookers were also shocked when they saw this, and their eyes at the silver long sword were shocked. But then many people shook their heads straightly, because Pan Long saw that Zhang Heng had dodged this attack so lightly, and when he was about to attack again, his face was flushed, but this was a kind of expression of insufficient mana, seeing such a change, even the Yangmen disciples present were all happy, and in their opinion, Pan Long seemed to be a little powerless.

"This Pan Long is a character, when the battle is true and false, false and true! Sometimes the monk's expression is not necessarily true. It's just that his continuous outburst is indeed a real consumption of his true element, but how he flows in his body seems to be a little ......"

Seeing Pan Long's style of play that seemed to be like losing if he didn't win, Ding Yang shook his head a little at first, but after his eyes fell on Pan Long and looked at it carefully, he suddenly showed a surprised expression, because he actually felt a breath belonging to the middle dantian on Pan Long's body, and such a change made Ding Yang suddenly understand why Pan Long would do this.

The middle dantian is indeed of little use to the average monk, although it is indeed able to accommodate more true elements after opening up, but the middle dantian is different from the lower dantian, there are no meridians around the middle dantian, in other words, the true yuan in the middle dantian wants to flow, its difficulty is too great, even if the ordinary monk opens up the middle dantian, it cannot be used to resist the enemy at a critical time.

But Ding Yang saw a strange phenomenon in Pan Long's body, and then he suddenly realized: "I said why the breath on this Pan Long's body was a little unstable when he appeared, this is not his own cultivation is unstable at all, but at that time he was already transferring the true yuan belonging to the middle dantian, and it is also because the true yuan of the middle dantian is flowing, and there is no circulation of meridians, this Pan Long's calculation is really unusual......"

That's right, Ding Yang finally discovered that the true yuan that Pan Long used when he cast the silver long sword was actually those that flowed from the middle dantian, and it was also because the true qi of the middle dantian was much slower and much more difficult to run than the true yuan of the lower dantian, so Pan Long's crazy use of spiritual weapons was actually reducing the pressure on himself.

If Zhenyuan wants to stabilize it, it naturally relies on the control of his own true yuan, and ninety percent of this control strength comes from the training and control of his own cultivation, just like Ding Yang's experience in the real world. At that time, his cultivation was improving too quickly, and although his mind was sometimes running, the energy in his body could not reach the realm of spontaneous development at all.

Regarding his deliberately flushed face, Pan Long naturally understood what kind of effect he had in doing this, but because he used some means to win in the last game, this also made Zhang Heng have a congenital distrust of Pan Long in front of him in his heart, so in order to be able to win, Pan Long's methods will definitely not be like this.

Except for a small number of monks such as Ding Yang, who could see it and understand what Pan Long was doing, Zhang Heng and the others could only speculate wildly. After that, he suddenly urged the law to be decided, and the silver flying sword turned with a streamer, and with a wave in mid-air, the sword light flashed, and he immediately slashed out more than a dozen sword shadows in one go.

Zhang Heng's eyes flashed, and after a few blurs of his figure, he appeared in the corner of the ring, making all attacks miss again. At the same time, there was also a light smile on his face, and it was the first time he had met Pan Long. Although he had heard of his style of acting before, he was too embarrassed by the loss of his fellow disciples just now, which made him dare not act rashly, after all, it was rumored that Pan Long in front of him still had this treasure weapon in his hand. At the same time, the opponent also has a record of defeating the out-of-body monks.

After three or four more attacks, Pan Long was already a little pale and panting, and Zhang Heng didn't even sacrifice the spirit weapon except for frequent dodges.

The best spirit weapon consumes a lot of mana. Uninterrupted performance, even Ding Yang will be a little unbearable for a long time, not to mention this Pan Long. His middle dantian was indeed opened up relatively early, so the true yuan in his body was much richer than that of ordinary monks, but after this uninterrupted crazy attack, the true yuan in the middle dantian had already been used completely.

This strange scene immediately attracted a burst of laughter from the onlookers around the ring, even among the disciples of the Demon Flame Sect, there were dissatisfied voices, but most of the Demon Flame Sect's modified eyes showed a trace of contempt, as if they had already known Pan Long's details.

"What kind of fight are you dodging and dodging like this! If that's the case, it just so happens that my body is also good, do you want me to use the best spiritual weapon to compare with you?? Seeing this, Pan Long roared with annoyance and anger on his face.

As for Pan Long's words, Zhang Heng's face suddenly changed, his body style is indeed extraordinary, but just like Ding Yang said, this kind of body method was gradually comprehended and improved in the worldly battle, but if he also used the body method as Pan Long said, even if his own body method is strong, he can only tie with Pan Long in the end, and the stalemate is obviously not what he wants to see.

A rare smile appeared on his face, seeing that Pan Long on the other side was already panting, Zhang Heng thought that there was not much true yuan left in the other party's body, after all, Pan Long's consumption of the true yuan by using the best spiritual weapon was too great, and even Zhang Heng himself could not continue after this continuous attack.

As soon as he thought of this, he didn't even speak, he had already rushed directly towards Pan Long, and without saying a word, he patted his waist, and three white smoke suddenly rolled out, and after a rotation in mid-air, it turned into three black mist ghosts, each of which was a foot high, and the appearance of holding a spear was three military spirits.

I saw that illusory armor appeared on these three bodies, each of them was standing here as burly as Optimus King Kong, and their bodies suddenly walked towards Pan Long step by step, although their bodies seemed a little illusory, and they were not completely condensed into substance, but on their bodies, they exuded a strong murderous aura that seemed to come out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, and the aura of iron and blood. The firmness of the will is like a blood-stained war spear, moving forward.

Military souls are actually ghosts, but they have a huge difference from ordinary ghosts, that is, because they are really on the battlefield of swords, under the impact of the battlefield's anger and evil energy, they will be shrouded in these energies if they have almost no chance to enter reincarnation, and finally transform into a special ghost that cannot enter reincarnation, this is the military soul.

At that time, Ding Yang met the reincarnation of Guangchengzi's divine soul on the earth, Ran Min, who was not only unable to reincarnate because he was a military soul after his death, but even continued to nourish his divine soul because of the existence of the power of the people's wishes, and his strength became stronger and stronger.

"Since you want me not to hide, I won't retreat from now on!"

The already strong aura on his body exploded, and under Zhang Heng's low shout, the three military spirits suddenly raised their heads to the sky and roared, and rushed towards the direction where Pan Long was.

"Well done! That's what you're waiting for! ”

Pan Long's eyes sharpened, and his original weak appearance was suddenly swept away at this moment, he knew very well that Zhang Heng's cultivation path made his Dao heart extremely hard, and it was also because of this that since the other party had already said that he would not take a step back, he would definitely not take a step back and deliberately dodge a step, so there was no need for him to hide his strength.

The true yuan in the dantian erupted violently, and the aura belonging to the realm of the yuan infant surged again, and this time there was no half of frivolity, and it was extremely heavy! Where is it still compared with the rumored Pan Long who took the pill.

"Is this person really Pan Long? Doesn't it mean that his cultivation can only be improved by relying on the power and resources of his family? Where is there still half a point of frivolity at this time? Even so, it is impossible that there is nothing else to do after consuming such a huge amount of true yuan? Who of you knows what's going on? Could it be that this is the power of the treasure weapon on his body? ”

There are monks on the side of Lianyangmen who shouted, obviously very puzzled by what happened to Pan Long at this moment, Ding Yang has a pair of extremely special eyes that allow him to see the true element flow in the modified body within a certain distance, and because he has just recently begun to open up the middle dantian in the body, this is how he feels that Pan Long has opened up the middle dantian, and where can other monks figure it out.

"How is this possible? It is rumored that most of the reason for this Pan Long's cultivation is that he has been forcibly promoted by the various precious mana pills provided by his family. But now it doesn't seem to be the case at all, but why has his true yuan just consumed so much, why is it obviously the same as no one? Can anyone tell me what happened. ”

Another monk exclaimed, and even Wang Tong and the others changed their faces suddenly, their hands suddenly clenched, and they looked at Xiong Jianhong, who was sitting a few meters away with a smile on his face, extremely cold, he never thought that the monks that Xiong Jianhong excluded were all such monks, and he felt like he had been pitted one after another, and his heart could not be unblocked at all.

"Ding Daoyou, you are well-informed, can you see what means the other party Pan Long used, if he still used the pill, it would be considered a foul."

Regarding Pan Long's changes, Dai Hongyuan couldn't understand it at all, and after thinking for a while, he turned his head to Ding Yang and asked, but this voice immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding monks, obviously they couldn't figure it out at all like Dai Hongyuan, and Ding Yang was a monk from the underworld, so he naturally thought that Ding Yang's eyesight should be visible.

Even Xiong Jianhong's monks from the Demon Flame Sect paid attention, as if they wanted to see if Ding Yang could see it, as for Chu Yu's eyes raised and showed a smile, he already knew that Ding Yang had seen Ding Yang's indifferent reaction, and couldn't help but pout.

Feeling the eyes around him, Ding Yang's voice was very faint: "This person has opened up the middle dantian, and he has already begun to attract the true yuan in the middle dantian as early as when he first came on the field, it is because the true yuan of the middle dantian flows in the physical body, which is the appearance of the unstable foundation, and the attack with these true yuan control spirit weapons will not only not consume the true yuan in the yuan infant, but also allow himself to better control the yuan infant." It's just that opening up the middle dantian without special exercises is a bit of a waste of time......"

"Zhongdantian!?"

Hearing this, even many monks in Yangmen looked surprised, they were no strangers to the Middle Dantian, but none of them really opened up the Middle Dantian, and they didn't doubt it at all, because Xiong Jianhong and the others had already told them the answer with their suddenly gloomy faces. (To be continued......)