A knife destroyed the gate of Zengjiazhuang, and Pan Long was not satisfied.

He knew that it was impossible to cut down Zeng Yingqi with one knife like he did with Zeng Xiaoqiang. But with all his might, he only destroyed a large number of buildings, and killed a group of minions by the way, Zeng Yingqi stood there without even taking a step.

This old bully, who has lived for two hundred years, really has real skills!

Supposedly, after this move, he should say a few more words about the scene, such as two more sentences of debate between the two sides. But Pan Long didn't say a word, and with a wave of his long knife, he rushed towards Zeng Yingqi.

Although the other party's aura has not weakened, after all, he is old, and his endurance is definitely not as good as that of a young man like him.

So what's the delay? Hurry up!

With a dull roar, Pan Long had already rushed in front of Zeng Yingqi.

But before he could swing the knife, Zeng Yingqi's crutch took the lead and swung it towards his neck.

The cane was dark and curved, looking like lacquered hardwood, but Pan Long had no doubt that if he was hit by this thing, even if it was a small mountain, it might be split in half.

His choice was to use a long knife to knock hard.

There was another explosive roar, this time the wind was even more violent than the last.

Half of the buildings in Zengjiazhuang have all collapsed, trees and walls have all fallen to the ground, and tiles, flowers and plants are flying all over the sky - along with those who flew out together, as well as those innate masters who had survived the aftermath of the first confrontation and were not blown away.

Although they withstood the aftermath of the first move, they still haven't been able to recover their breath. At this moment, the old power in the body has been exhausted, and the new power has not been born, and the dantian is empty and cannot lift the strength. And the aftermath of this second move is even more powerful than the previous one.

So they didn't stay around after all, but flew out in all directions in the wind, and Ping Pong fell to the ground in the distance.

The copper pillars in the square were almost all overturned, and some that were close were simply blown away, and those that were a little farther away gurgled and rolled out on the ground.

Some of the hapless spectators were hit by rubble and copper pillars, but fortunately they were already far away, and they themselves had some skills, so they were not killed on the spot. But it is inevitable that the nose is blue and the face is swollen and even the head is broken and bleeding.

"Retreat!"

"A real confrontation is not a must-see!"

"Run!"

With panicked shouts, the spectators fled in a hurry.

When Zeng Xiaoqiang injured the audience before, those who were not high in martial arts had already run away. Those who remain here now, even if they are not innate masters, at least they are close to the innate level.

Their martial arts are naturally not comparable to those of Pan Long and Zeng Yingqi, but they are only used to escape, but they are more than enough.

In just a few words, the surrounding crowd has run out. Even a few injured people who fell to the ground were picked up by their righteous friends, carried on their shoulders like a bag of rice, and carried them away in a numb manner.

At this moment, around Pan Long and Zeng Yingqi, only Zeng Xiaoqiang was left.

Although his injuries are not light, he is also in the realm of real people, coughing up blood while blocking the aftermath of the fight between the two. But after all, I couldn't help but retreat again and again.

He didn't care about his injuries, his eyes were firmly fixed on the two people who were fighting, and his eyes were even a little burning.

The strength of these two people is really too strong!

Zeng Xiaoqiang is a side branch of the Zeng family, and he has not been valued since he was a child. Although he has the surname "Zeng", to be honest, his identity is a little worse than that of the Zeng family's disciples, and it is better than the slaves.

The core of the Zeng family has nothing to do with him. Even if he showed excellent martial arts talent since he was a child, he could only learn the basic core exercises, and in addition, it was those second- and third-rate additions.

Although the elders who passed on the gong said conclusively, "All the martial arts of the Zeng family come from this mental method", "the mental method is the foundation", etc., but what is the use of the mental method alone?

Cultivation is profound, and the realm is wonderful?

If you can't fight, it's all in vain!

Zeng Xiaoqiang is an ambitious person, he is not willing to focus on the cultivation of the mind as the elders said, but wants to be like a master of the lineage, with the heart method as the main and the martial arts as the supplement.

Only those who have been trained in that way can have combat effectiveness.

So after he broke through the innate realm by relying on his mental method, he secretly left Zengjiazhuang, walked out of Great Xia in one go, and came to the Western Regions in the midst of war.

He lived in the Western Regions for many years, learned a lot of messy kung fu, participated in many battles, and killed many people.

Through countless battles, he accumulated a lot of strength, and finally broke through the limit of the innate realm, returning to the basics and cultivating into a real person.

At this time, he was only in his nineties and a little bit old, and he could be called a young man.

But he wasn't satisfied.

Although there are real grandmasters in the countries of the Western Regions, and even immortal inheritances can be found, those mental methods are not very suitable for him.

The most suitable for him is the Zeng family's heart after all.

So he returned to Zeng's house, wanting to obtain the follow-up mental method and those advanced martial arts.

Now that he has learned all the peerless learning inherited by the Zeng family, he has one hundred and fifty or sixty years to cultivate slowly, and he is not in a hurry.

According to his thoughts, in another forty or fifty years, the old ancestor should almost die. When the ancestor dies, the Zeng family still has the final say after all!

At that time, he will be the next Tuohaihou, and he will be a well-known big man in Youzhou.

It's just that seeing the battle between Pan Long and Zeng Yingqi at this moment, he can't help but have other thoughts.

Such a battle...... With such strength, the start is a little slower, and the foundation is not very solid, can it really be achieved only by accumulating over the years?

The Zeng family's mental method was born from the Demon Dao, and the more battles there are, the deeper the accumulation, and relying on the accumulation of ordinary days alone can be described as half the effort.

It took almost two hundred years for the ancestors to break through to the unity of heaven and man. At this moment, it is difficult to fight with a junior who has been famous for less than ten years and may not be 60 years old.

Is this because he doesn't work hard in his cultivation? Of course not! In the past few decades, the old ancestor has been cultivating almost every day, never stopping.

In the final analysis, the Zeng family's kung fu is a bit evil, and it can't be done without fighting, and it can't be done without fighting.

Do you really want to stay in the Zeng family, waste the years here, and in the end, like this old man, you can't even beat the juniors who are dozens of years old?

In Zeng Xiaoqiang's eyes, there was a faint flame burning.

He was not reconciled!

Watching Pan Long and Zeng Yingqi fight fiercely, the houses collapsed, the earth cracked, and the aftermath of the battle spread to the sea, even stirring up rolling angry waves.

He couldn't help but think of a few decades ago, when that cultivator had just reached the innate realm, he was desperate to leave Zengjiazhuang and go to the vast world to find infinite possibilities.

Soon, he made up his mind.

When Pan Long and Zeng Yingqi once again clashed, and the two sides took a step back in the "Zengjiazhuang" that had sunk into a huge mud pit, Zeng Xiaoqiang flew up, but instead of rushing up to join forces with Zeng Yingqi, he rode the wind and flew towards the west.

In the wind, his voice could be heard far away.

"I understand! Fighting and fighting are the future of the Zeng family! There is nothing worth cherishing here!"

"The status of the head of the Zeng family, the title of Marquis of Tuohai, and the leader of the Youzhou martial arts...... I'll leave it all to you, I don't want it!"

"I'm going to the Western Regions, I've settled there ever since, and I'll never come back!"

The smug laughter faded away and faded away.