"Haha, I am worthy of being a disciple trained by my senior brother, and I can even use the provocation method."

Tian Canzi immediately let go of Qin Mantong, and at the same time, he waved his right hand repeatedly, and instantly pointed Qin Mantong's acupoint.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Tian Canzi didn't threaten Qin Mantong, he was still somewhat sure.

"My nephew, do you really decide to compete with me?"

Tian Canzi glanced at him unexpectedly, and his eyes became strange.

"Yes, as long as I win, you will let her go."

Zhang Yi shook his right hand and Pan Long appeared in his hand. He then squinted his eyes and said, "As long as you win, I will definitely present the entire procession of breaking the formation with both hands!"

"I am bluntly speaking, although you are the most proud disciple of your senior brother, it is still easy for me to defeat you."

Tian Canzi smiled and said, "I promised your request, but how do we compare?"

Compared to fighting to the end with Zhang Yi, he might as well rely on his own strong strength to let Zhang Yi hand over the entire sutra of breaking the formation. The most important thing is that he still wants to see Zhang Yi's martial arts cultivation.

Tian Canzi has a noble personality, so ordinary people naturally don’t take it seriously, but Zhang Yi in front of him is the senior brother’s favorite disciple and the mysterious Zhang family member. He must be careful and cautious. If he can’t make a fuss, he will not be able to do so.

Need to be a stalemate.

Looking at Tian Canzi's amiable expression, Zhang Yi smiled faintly and said, "It's very simple. What does the uncle think until the other party admits defeat?"

"My little nephew, you are so arrogant. You don't think I will give in to you, do you?"

Tian Canzi felt it was a bit ridiculous, and he chanted a whisk in his hand and said, "Okay, since you want to compete like this, then Master will play with you and teach you a good lesson for your senior brother. You can't be like this.

Arrogant, otherwise, if it is spread, it will only smear our Qingyang Taoist Temple."

"Seriously, you are not qualified to teach me a lesson."

Zhang Yi disagreed. He smiled and said, "Also, you have been expelled from the master and are no longer from Qingyang Taoist Temple."

"Okay, it's really a clever one."

Tian Canzi took a few deep breaths, enduring the anger that was about to burst out in his heart, and you proudly stretched out a hand: "As your uncle, let you take the move first, so that others will say they are poor.

Tao bullies you as a junior."

At this moment, Song Miaosi suddenly came over and leaned into Tian Canzi's ear and said, "Master, do you really want to compete with him?"

Tian Canzi frowned and his voice was a little unhappy: "What?

Do you think that Master is not his opponent?"

"No, that's not what I mean."

Song Miaosi waved her hand in panic. She said with a bitter face: "Senior Brother Zhang Yi is sinister and cunning. I'm afraid he is using some conspiracy. We underestimated the enemy last time, so we were deceived by him."

"Haha, it's okay, you don't need to worry about this."

Tian Canzi smiled indifferently. He said with a cold face: "In the face of absolute power, all conspiracies and tricks are useless. Just be optimistic about this woman with your senior brother, don't let her escape.

Do you understand?"

“Yes, Master.”

Song Miaosi sighed lightly, and she stopped talking. Since the master insisted on doing so, she could only choose to obey so as not to get angry. She could not bear the master's anger.

Immediately afterwards, Song Miaosi turned around and came to Qin Mantong to prevent Zhang Yi from taking the opportunity to save Qin Mantong.

Qin Mantong was so stiff that she couldn't move, but her ears were still heard by her. She said with concern: "Zhang Yi, you have to be careful. If you can't beat it, don't show off."

"Wife, don't worry, I will save you soon."

Zhang Yi smiled at his wife, then pointed Pan Long forward in his hand, stared at Tian Canzi and said, "Uncle Master, since you asked me to take the move first, I won't be polite."

"Come on, let me see your cultivation."

Tian Canzi stood still and said with a smile.

Boom! In an instant, the murderous intent on the Panlong was awe-inspiring, and instantly turned into a magic weapon with a raging fire. At this time, the wind was everywhere around, and the leaves on the road rose with the wind, which looked quite a bit

momentum.

The next moment, Zhang Yi suddenly stepped forward, and a distance of several meters was approaching in the blink of an eye. Wherever he passed, a dazzling afterimage formed. He pointed the dragon in his hand forward and headed straight to the chest of the Tiancanzi in front of him.

Tian Canzi stood calmly and stood still. Just as Pan Long was about to break through the protective energy on his body, he suddenly raised the whisk in his hand, and the whisk instantly wrapped around Pan Long's sword blade. At the same time, he

Use force to send forward… “What?”

Zhang Yi's face was shocked. At this moment, his strength seemed to be dissolved and disappeared. At the same time, he was shocked by the white silk of the whisk and retreated repeatedly.

However, there was a blazing fire on the Panlong sword blade, and three thousand white silks were wrapped around the Panlong sword blade, and black smoke was directly burned.

Tian Canzi's eyes condensed, and he withdrew the three thousand white silks from the whisk in time to avoid being burned out by the Panlong Fire. He said in surprise: "Your weapon is really a bit difficult, it's actually

It can burn my whisk."

"Hehe, do you think I'm just an ordinary weapon?"

Zhang Yi smiled coldly, he suddenly stopped his retreating figure, then lifted Pan Long and rushed back again.

"Haha, weapons are good weapons, and it depends on whether you can use them."

Tian Canzi put away the whisk, and with his other hand he pulled out the ancient sword behind him, and instantly fought with Zhang Yi for several sword moves.

Dangdang... In an instant, this place was like swords and swords. Their figures continued to disappear and appeared in sight again, which made Song Miaosi and the others worried.

This kind of competition between experts is rare and must be carefully observed, hoping to get inspiration from it.

Tian Canzi has powerful internal skills and has a hundred years of skills. It is easy to welcome Zhang Yi's sword move.

On the other hand, Zhang Yi was able to fight with Tian Canzi for several rounds with Pan Long's cultivation. As time went by, he felt a little more and more powerless.

Bang—A dull sound sounded, Zhang Yi retreated from the battle circle, but soon counterattacked.

At this moment, Zhang Yi's eyes were filled with fighting spirit. He had become more and more brave as he fought. The aura that emerged from Panlong became more and more powerful, as if it was endless.

However, as Zhang Yi became more and more brave, a hint of surprise flashed in Tian Canzi's eyes. He could have done it easily when facing Zhang Yi's sword move, but now he found that he was actually carrying a slight pressure.

How is that possible?

What happened to this kid?

Swish—As several cold lights flashed, sword energy fell from the sky, and each sword energy fell with endless power.

Seeing this, Tian Canzi waved the ancient sword in his hand and waved the embroidered robe in his left hand, forming a transparent stream of light.

At the same time, all the sword energy in the sky fell, and they all hit the stream of light, shaking it in slightest.

Although Tian Canzi blocked the sword energy of the sky, his body was still forced to retreat several steps away.
Chapter completed!