The desert duo really lived up to this domineering name, they listened to Zhang San'er's words, thought about it, looked at each other, but they didn't dare.

Qian Shaoyou also felt strange, frowned and asked, "If you don't get up, how can you compete?"

After saying that, Qian Shaoyou subconsciously looked at the old Xirong King.

The old King Xirong said lightly: "Get up." ”

After saying that, he himself stood up, and with the support of his grandson Lian'an, he trembled and went down the steps slightly.

Qian Shaoyou knew that he was under the eaves, so he had to bow his head, not to mention that he had a request for others, so he lowered his head, and when the old King Xirong walked over, Qian Shaoyou raised his head again.

After Qian Shaoyou's side, he snorted coldly, and Qian Shaoyou didn't pay attention to it.

The two of them followed the old king of Sijon out of the tent, and in front of the tent was an open field.

As soon as the old king of Sijon gave the order, the surrounding guards surrounded the clearing, forming a circle around the clearing.

"Please. Xifengbi made a gesture of please, and the desert duo entered the circle with interest, and Zhang San'er then entered.

The desert duo stood side by side, taking the sword from the guard and taking a stance.

Zhang San'er sneered, these two people originally used knives, and they were more fierce to their own people.

The two knives came out together, Zhang San'er turned sideways, dodged the blade between the two, and then turned his body right, grabbed the two arms of the two people holding the knife with both hands, and was about to lift it, the Guan Xian threw the knife in his hand to Guan Cong, Guan caught it from his left hand, and then waved a knife, to attack Zhang San'er's face door, Zhang San'er leaned back to dodge, and the two also took advantage of the situation to break free.

At this time, the pipe slave was holding a double knife and hit it whirringly, Zhang San'er stepped back with his hand, and the double knife of the pipe slave danced vigorously, but he never hurt Zhang San'er in the slightest.

Zhang San'er was retreating on the surface, but he was actually observing the loopholes in this pipe knife technique.

Sure enough, this person's martial arts cultivation has definitely not reached the level of a martial arts master in the Central Plains.

Zhang San'er stopped suddenly, snatched the knife from his left hand, and then with a crisp sound, the two knives collided, and Zhang San'er tightly suppressed the slave. With the vertical knife on his chest, the green tendons on his ears burst out, Zhang San'er's top, he actually felt as heavy as Mount Tai.

Suddenly, I don't know when, there was another short knife on Guan Cong's waist, Zhang San'er looked at it intently, and hurriedly stepped back, and Guan Xian appeared on Guan Cong's side, and with his other hand, Guan Cong took out another short knife from Guan Cong's back.

It turns out that these two people, just one person and one knife are just a trick, one makes two long knives, and the other makes two short knives, this long and short attack is far more clever than the attack of double knives.

Zhang San'er's face was calm, he stretched out his right hand, and made a gesture to come, this time it was Guan Xian who went up first and Guan Cong who followed.

Zhang San'er flipped his hand out, and one hand reached into the gap between the two knives to separate the knife momentum. This tube suddenly lowered its head, and the tube went straight to Zhang San'er's head from mid-air at the beginning of the month.

Zhang San'er rose up with his left hand, his robe was exhausted, and the palm of his left hand instantly turned red. The strength of his palm had already blocked the double knives of the pipe slave on his head, and the pipe slave tried his best, but he still couldn't move forward.

......

The old King Xirong outside the field asked the West Wind Wall next to him and said, "General West Wind, you are well-informed, do you know what kind of martial arts path this is?"

The west wind wall shook his head and said: "This person's internal strength is to the yang, but it is very strange when he performs his work, and the minister has no way of knowing what the number is. ”

The old King Xirong looked at Qian Shaoyou again, and Qian Shaoyou pretended not to see it, and watched the three of them compete intently.

The defeat of the desert duo has been decided, not to mention that their sword skills are average, even if they are internal force cultivation, they are far inferior to this Zhang San'er's scorching sun divine skill. The two of them were very close to Zhang San'er at this time, and on the surface it looked like they were in a stalemate, but in fact, the sweat all over the sky already meant that their situation was not optimistic.

The two of them were like being in a sea of fire at this time, they had never seen such kung fu, and their faces were full of surprise.

How do these two know that in the past 20 years that they have been in the Central Plains, how many masters have risen and how many miracles have reappeared in the rivers and lakes.

With a loud shout, Zhang San'er exerted his strength with both hands up and down, and the two of them struggled for a while, but they were both repelled by them. The Guan Xian did not forget to catch the falling Guan Cong, and after the two of them both stood firm, they had to fight again, and they were stopped by the west wind wall.

If it weren't for Zhang San'er's consideration that these two people were also from the Central Plains, he would have collected some strength, but I was afraid that they might not be able to stand now. This gap is so obvious that General Xifengbi, who knows the most about martial arts in the rivers and lakes, has already seen it.

He whispered a few words in the ear of the old King Xirong, and the old King Xirong glanced at Zhang San'er more.

"How?" Qianshaoyou's side is the victorious side, and the momentum is naturally higher at this moment.

The old King Xirong smiled: "Sure enough, it is from the Central Plains Martial Arts, and the strong have their own strong masters, and they have been taught." ”

"Concession. Zhang San'er returned the salute with a fist.

Old King Xijon sneered, and everyone went back to the tent.

It's just that unlike the previous treatment, the Xirong people gave Qian Shaoyou a chair so that he could sit down.

Qian Shaoyou simply stood in front of the chair and refused to sit down.

The old King Xirong deliberately asked, "What, the young master thinks that my Xirong seat is not comfortable enough?"

Qian Shaoyou sneered: "The king has not agreed to what Shaoyou has to do here, Shaoyou is like sitting on pins and needles, and he doesn't dare to sit down." ”

The old King Xirong frowned and said: "You said things too easily, I, the Xirong people, actually continue to harass your borders, mainly because I want to mix some things to eat and drink, and I have never thought of entering the Central Plains and going to the Central Plains to do a big job." Over the years, you, the Taiping Dynasty, have really gained a lot of benefits in order to calm things down, especially in the past two years, in fact, there have been very few wars. If I let Xirong fight again, not to mention that I can't draw it inside, it will be outside, and I will be weak-hearted. How do I feel, it's kind of like ...... Like a method that has been circulated by you Central Plains people, 'borrowing a knife to kill people'?"

Qian Shaoyou said: "The king wants benefits, and after the matter is completed, he will give benefits! This opportunity, a thousand years old, in the past, even if my Central Plains was chaotic, it was difficult for you Xirong people to cross the border, and now the border is opened, let you in, the king can be regarded as borrowing a knife to kill people, can also be seen as sending charcoal in the snow, everything, in the king's heart." The Xijon people have been suppressed by our Central Plains for hundreds of years, don't you want to gamble today, get hundreds of thousands or even tens of thousands of property, and from then on, the clan will be stable, trade with our Central Plains, and no longer meet each other?"

Qian Shaoyou's words had been thought about before he came. Peaceful trade with the Central Plains has always been a vision that the Xijon people look forward to, but the difference in public consciousness between the two sides is too great, and the goods of the Xijon people are indeed sometimes clumsy and difficult to achieve. If it is really as Qian Shaoyou said, there will be a large reward after the deed, then their Ye He family can use this reward to improve their own shortcomings, first refine themselves, and then open the trade with the Central Plains people again, and never see each other again, excellent, this is the peace they have always fantasized.