On the square at the gate of Zengjiazhuang, the heat wave is rolling, the scorching sun is raging, and the wind is howling, rolling up the yellow sand all over the sky.

This is a scene that should not have appeared in Youzhou, but at this moment, it appeared in a place close to the sea.

In the wind and sand, a figure flickered.

Zeng Xiaoqiang seemed to have turned into a poisonous scorpion in the desert, swimming in the wind and sand with an extremely agile body, constantly looking for opportunities to attack.

But as long as he was within a foot of Pan Long's body, he would see the sword light coming towards him.

So he had no choice but to retreat.

Just after the two sides fought just one move, he understood that the strength of this "Yiwenxia" was better than his own, and it was not just a little stronger.

There is a qualitative gap between each other in terms of strength!

In that knife exchange, at first glance, it seemed that he only took a step back, and it didn't seem that he had suffered much loss, but he noticed that the other party didn't even shake his arm, let alone say that he didn't retreat.

When he was repulsed, it was like a child hitting a boulder, and the boulder did not move, and the child slammed back several steps.

The gap was so great that if he hadn't fought here and now, he would have fled.

One force will reduce ten meetings, which is an indisputable wise saying in martial arts.

If you want to defeat someone who is much stronger than you, you can only rely on fast enough, or it is particularly weird and ingenious.

But here's the despair - most of the time, the more powerful the person, the faster.

Big and stupid, just an illusion of ordinary people. In the world of the strong, it is almost impossible to appear.

Since speed doesn't have an advantage, then of course he can only think of a way to figure out how to move.

Therefore, he completely exerted the means he had comprehended from the wind and sand war after fighting in the Western Regions for many years, stirring the vitality of heaven and earth with his true qi, and manifesting the surrounding scene into the scorching desert in his memory.

Here, he can give full play to his body tricks and try to defeat the strong with the weak!

Pan Long was not in a hurry to attack, he was quite curious about Zeng Xiaoqiang's methods, and wanted to see the key carefully.

This kind of kung fu that makes a big change in the surrounding environment as soon as you shoot is not enough, but the scene is really handsome!

If you can learn it, you can turn the environment into a northern land in the wind and snow as soon as you make a move, and draw a sword in the wind and snow, what a magnificence!

Whether it is strong or not is a version of the matter, whether it is handsome or not is a matter of a lifetime!

Therefore, he has been carefully observing, carefully analyzing the changes in the Yuan Qi of the surrounding heaven and earth, as well as the flow of Zeng Xiaoqiang's True Qi hidden in it.

Although such a big scene was made, Zeng Xiaoqiang's true qi obviously did not consume a lot. The vast majority of the surrounding winds and sand are just anomalies formed by the vibration of ordinary heaven and earth vitality at a special frequency.

Strictly speaking, this can be considered a kind of mirage.

An ordinary mirage, where hot and cold air refract light, reflects distant scenes in the near future.

At this moment, the wind and sand are the vitality of heaven and earth turned into a magnifying glass, reflecting the scene imagined by Zeng Xiaoqiang.

Of course, there must be some other clever things in it, but at least that's the way it goes.

This is the result that Pan Long obtained after standing in the wind and sand for about half an hour.

In addition, he also tried to fight Zeng Xiaoqiang for a few rounds.

The weapons of the two sides did not collide a second time, but the true qi had already been missed dozens of times in the air.

Every time Zeng Xiaoqiang approached, Pan Long tried to entangle and restrain him with his true qi to prevent him from escaping.

But without waiting for his Pan Long's true qi to be close to his body, Zeng Xiaoqiang must have discovered it in time, and then retreated in advance, like a fish covered in oil, so slippery that he couldn't start at all.

Pan Long thought of a lot of ways, but he never succeeded in keeping him, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

(Sure enough, there is no pie falling from the sky, none of these people who can succeed by their own skills are easy to deal with!)

Zeng Xiaoqiang was able to work alone in the troubled times of the Western Regions, and finally cultivated into a real person, he is indeed a real talent, not the kind of lucky person who succeeds because of people.

In the wind and sand, the sword light flies.

The light of the scimitar is like a transparent silk thread, flowing in the wind and sand. If you don't pay attention, you will ignore it.

When Zeng Xiaoqiang broke into the Western Regions, I don't know how many people died until they were stabbed, and they couldn't see his knife clearly.

The sword light of the long knife was fierce and intense, and each knife swept away a large area of wind and sand, like a huge beast that swallowed the wind and clouds, and even the power of heaven and earth had to retreat in front of it.

Looking at this battle scene, at least nine out of ten people will feel that Zeng Xiaoqiang's situation is not good.

If it weren't for the fact that he could still maintain the wind and sand knife momentum, just looking at the way he jumped up and down and was difficult to approach, no matter how he looked at it, it would look like he was falling downwind.

In the crowd watching the battle, there were whispers at this moment.

"Second Master Qiang...... Can he win?"

"It should ...... Can you?"

"What are you worried about! Even if Second Master Qiang can't win, there is still the Old Ancestor! Could this person still be able to defeat the Old Ancestor?"

They said it quite politely - the one who was not polite enough was still lying on the ground, if it weren't for Pan Long quietly separating a stream of true qi just now to block it for him, he would probably be cold by now.

But no matter how politely they put it, it can't change the fact that they are generally not optimistic about Zeng Xiaoqiang and feel that Zeng Xiaoqiang is going to lose.

...... In fact, Zeng Xiaoqiang himself is not optimistic about himself.

The two clashed, and one person not only suffered in strength, but did not dare to collide with the opponent's weapon, and even did not take much advantage in speed, and could hardly rely on it after fighting for a long time.

Is this what it looks like to win?

Whoever thinks that he can still win in this way, then he had better not go into the rivers and lakes and write a book review instead.

After all, there will be so many reversals into victories in the story, which is not in reality.

After a while, Zeng Xiaoqiang's condition got worse and worse.

Although Pan Long had not yet figured out his mirage-like special methods, he had gradually lost his patience.

He had already seen clearly the way the other party controlled the true qi and the means of controlling the heaven and earth yuan qi with the true qi.

Now all that's left is to try again and again through practice, explore and practice on your own.

In other words, Zeng Xiaoqiang's move...... For him, it has lost its learning value.

"We've been fighting for a while, but we haven't seen you do anything new. He said, "Could it be that you stop there?"

Zeng Xiaoqiang did not answer.

"Your kung fu looks very good, but unfortunately the bells and whistles are not real. Pan Long said coldly, "If you have this ability, then this battle should also end." ”

As soon as the words fell, Pan Long had already appeared in front of Zeng Xiaoqiang.

He stood still all the time, just because it was convenient to study the other party's tricks.

With such a big advantage in strength, how can speed fall behind?

Even, even if he moves and dodges, he is actually stronger than Zeng Xiaoqiang.

As a descendant of Confucianism's peerless "do what you want", at least in the field of martial arts, Pan Long only has specialties and no defects.

The snow light roared.

This time, Zeng Xiaoqiang finally couldn't dodge, so he could only block it with a knife.

With a crisp sound, he even fell out with a knife, broke two copper pillars one after another, and fell heavily to the far wall, although he immediately turned over and got up, but he couldn't help but spurt a mouthful of blood.

Although he has stepped into the realm of returning to the basics for much longer than Pan Long, in terms of cultivation, Pan Long is already a master of the backbone level in this realm, and he has actually just stabilized the realm.

When Pan Long became serious, he only used one move to make him suffer a lot of internal injuries. 1603381823