It is also approaching sunset at the North Yanze Border Gate.
But the two people on the bank still couldn't tell the winner. They each handed out nearly a hundred moves. Especially the scholar, who just borrowed endless formation methods to construct dozens of large formations. They worked step by step to stop Qingping. Although Jun's fist strength is not as sophisticated as the latter's, the victory lies in the variety of methods. From the beginning to the end, the man's fists have not been able to break through all the formations.
Qingping Jun had already frowned and shook his fists, feeling very uncomfortable.
If the formation is successful, it may not be a difficult task to break it with force. But now this seemingly ordinary scholar is really troublesome. After hundreds of rounds of fighting, there is no mistake or omission, and the layout is very dense. The water is blocked, there is a formation behind the formation, and there are countless Taoist methods hidden in the formation, so there is really nothing you can do for a while.
"In the final analysis, you guys who are building the formation are not happy. Victory is victory and defeat is defeat. You just procrastinate without being able to tell who is strong and who is weak. The pattern is very shallow and makes others angry."
The scholar stood quietly two feet away, with a kind-faced face and no signs of trouble. He lightly opened his lips and replied, "It is of no use for the commander to defeat me. If I defeat the commander, I will not be helpless. In the first place, we can win or lose, so why bother to win." "
"If you don't have such a spirit, why do you practice boxing in the first place? If you don't have the first level in literature and the second level in martial arts, wouldn't it be useless if you don't strive for victory?"
The scholar shook his head, as if he didn't agree, but he didn't say much, and said with a slight expression, "Someone is coming here. It seems that today's competition will probably be limited to testing."
"In this case, I will no longer hold back, and I will do my best to finish with one move." The man glanced into the distance, curled his lips and said bitterly, "Today is quite a relief from my addiction, but it is a pity that it will eventually come to an end."
After Yun Yiliang walked down from the tower, he went to the camp and counted the rosters with his men. It was clear that everything was peaceful, but he still felt his heart pounding. There was something strange about the presence or absence of something a few miles away. But it was really impossible to guess what was true, but since Lord Qingping was in charge, he was not too worried, so he counted off the names and slowly followed the traces.
Being in the same four realms, Qing Pingjun's fist power has always been stronger than Yun Yiliang's sword energy. Over the years, they have fought hundreds of times, losing more and winning less. Although when dealing with the monsters in Beiyanze, the sword energy is like a wave, He was slightly more powerful than Qing Pingjun, but fighting alone made it difficult for Yun Yiliang to compete, so he had to reluctantly admit it. If there were monsters in Bei Yanze that were comparable to those of the Three Realms, they could be as good as Qing Pingjun's fists. Even if the four seasons were reversed, Yun Yiliang would not believe it.
But when he arrived at Beiyanze, after drawing his sword to erase the formation, Yun Yiliang was a little dazed. The embankment in front of him had already collapsed due to the fight between the two, and the huge waves surged, bringing with them two or three large buildings with five colors. In the formation, the short and sturdy man in red robe smashed it to pieces with one punch. He didn't care about the so-called formation eyes and shattered it with all his strength. The mist was steaming all over his body, and there was a brilliance like burning iron in his fists. He took a step forward, and the tip of his fists had already crushed the face of the scholar who had formed the formation. He stepped back more than ten feet before slowly stopping, and blood flowed.
"Do you want to admit defeat?" Qing Pingjun, who was clearly short and short, twisted his shoulders and grinned, his momentum surpassing Daze Chaoyang.
The scholar in the distance wiped the blood from the corner of his lips. He had been punched by the man, but his expression remained unchanged. "The anger in the commander's chest did not arise from being below, but he wanted to extinguish it by being below. This is unreasonable."
Immediately he turned his face away and looked at Yun Yiliang who was about to stop the fight. He smiled slightly and said, "I have met senior. I have an old friend of this junior who has a close relationship with senior. I came here to bring some things with me." The oral message can also reassure senior. Since I have met senior, this fight should be stopped."
After saying that, the scholar just opened his bent fingers and stood still without any movement.
But in front of him, wind, rain, frost, snow, thunder and fire came from ten directions, all gathering in mid-air.
Qingping Jun was not afraid, but his brows were furrowed.
It was obviously nothing more than the internal energy leaking out, rootless fire and cloudless lightning obtained through the transformation of formations, but at this moment the power of God was no different from the law descended from the heavens.
"Senior, please take a look at your magical power."
As soon as he finished speaking, wind, rain, thunder and fire began to surround Lord Qingping and suddenly gathered together.
Yun Yiliang's expression changed at this moment. He stepped into the formation, drew his sword to meet him, and opened dozens of sword energy. He temporarily resisted the wind, water, thunder and fire in the air, and shouted to Qingping Jun who was still standing, "I can't do it at this time." Retreat, I can't stop you for a long time, Ming Ming has just entered the four realms to cultivate, how can this kid's inner energy be so thick, why don't we stop the fight first, and then discuss it separately."
Qingpingjun doesn't move.
Then he raised one arm, retracted one arm, and raised a single fist.
Wind, rain, thunder, fire, frost, snow and ice were all ignorant, but at this moment, they were forced to give in by a single fist, and they all collapsed into the air. The original majesty dissipated in an instant, along with all the large and small formations around it, and the early moon could be seen in the sky.
This punch came out very slowly for Qing Pingjun. From the looks of others, it only slightly touched the wind, rain, thunder and fire that was spinning like a lantern in front of him. However, the latter suddenly retreated, and then disappeared in an instant. There was no trace of smoke and fire, and the surrounding concealed surroundings were also covered. All formations, big and small, melt away like winter snow.
But after the punch was delivered, Qingping Jun grinned, his aura relaxed, and he stopped moving, looking at the scholar in front of him with interest.
The scholar also smiled, his figure slowly dissipating like gravel in front of the wind.
"The stagnation is broken, peace is restored, and the evil fire in the five internal organs is unblocked. Wouldn't it be much better to have a winner or loser?" The figure of the scholar on the other side appeared, unscathed, even the corners of his mouth were stained with blood. He also didn't exist and bowed to salute the two of them.
Even Yun Yiliang frowned and looked at this unfamiliar scholar up and down, feeling quite mysterious.
The one who was fighting Qingpingjun from beginning to end was the scholar who was covered by layers of formations, and the one who was punched in the face was just a phantom condensed in the formation. Only then did Qingpingjun's fist intention After all the attacks, the last formation was shattered into pieces and the scholar himself was revealed.
"Where did you learn this skill?" Qingping Jun closed his fists and regained all his aura, quite suspicious.
The scholar saluted again, but looked at Yun Yiliang who was sheathing his sword and said, "I and Yunzhong are from the same sect. My junior brother has often said that his father stayed in the north of Shangqi all the year round. Look at what he looks like now." They are also 70% or 80% similar. I have met them before and I will naturally recognize them."
Yun Yiliang frowned at first, and then relaxed his brows, "I knew Wu Shuang's name earlier, but I didn't expect that there would still be such a master in Nangong Mountain. My son is very lucky."
"I have never thought that the father of my junior brother is actually one of the commanders of the border guards in Beiyanze. It is true that the tiger father has no sons." The scholar's face was a little pale. He had clearly been fighting for hours, and he would The energy in his body was almost exhausted, but he still spoke slowly and politely.
Lord Qingping on the side frowned and hummed, "The two of us hit it off. Sure enough, we forgot that there was a tired middle-aged and old man next to us. We were just standing there chatting on the shore of Daze. We really weren't afraid of a dozen people popping up. A sneak attack by a monster?"
Immediately, without waiting for the two of them to talk to each other, he waved his hand and said, "Come and have a chat in the handsome tent."
"If someone sees me, you will think that I, Mr. Qingping, don't know etiquette."
