Zeng Haoheng's face changed drastically.

When the two of them fought, one was fully focused on the battle without any distraction, the other was able to free up his energy to count how many moves the other party took... The gap was so big that it was clear at a glance.

Before he could answer, Pan Long took action.

His figure suddenly appeared in front of Zeng Haoheng like a ghost, and raised his hand and waved it.

This wave seemed light and seemed to have no power, but just this time, the third master of the Zeng family's contemporary flew out and hung it on a nearby copper pillar, tied up by a hemp rope that came from somewhere.

It was not until this time that he came to his senses and realized that he had lost.

But... he didn't even have time to understand how he failed, his face was full of confusion.

When Pan Long bought rice, flour, grain and oil, he bought hemp ropes to tie him up and tied him firmly to the copper pillar, just like those Iceland tribes whose hands and feet were broken and tied to them and were burned to death.

He struggled hard, but he couldn't get rid of it.

With his strength, he shouldn't have been like this. Even if his internal strength cannot be used, he can tear the hemp rope into seventeen or eighteen sections with the strength of his muscles alone.

But whenever he wants to exert force, he feels a force vibrating in his muscles and joints, which not only makes him unable to activate his internal force, but he can't even use his own brute force.

He opened his mouth, but he just opened and closed one by one in vain, unable to make any sound.

With that move just now, Pan Long pointed seven or eight acupoints of the old man.

Pointing acupoints is not a profound martial art, and it is of no use to masters above the innate level. After the congenital body changes, the meridian acupoints will change, and the traditional acupoints will become ineffective.

But Pan Long forced his true qi into Zeng Haoheng's meridians, blocking his internal breathing flow with pure true qi. Unless this old man can make a breakthrough on the spot, truly understand the micro realm, and digest and absorb Pan Long's true qi, even if someone comes to save him, he can only poke seven or eight blood holes on him to expel those true qi from the wound.

To be honest, with Zeng Qiang's courage, normally, he shouldn't have lost so quickly.

But Pan Long is determined to establish his authority, not only to win, but also to win beauty and cleanliness.

It's best to kill instantly.

So just now he used the half-baked "demon disintegration" based on the "qi and blood explosion" and he figured out himself. With internal injuries, he forced his true energy to burst out, and instantly increased his speed to more than twice as many as in normal combat.

The effect of doing this was immediate. Zeng Haoheng, who could at least block him three or five moves, was taken down by him in one move. Not to mention resisting and resisting, he even realized that "I was defeated" until he was tied up with a copper pillar.

The price Pan Long paid was a severe pain in the meridians.

At this moment, his health is only 80% left on his character panel.

In just a moment, nearly twenty percent of his life was lost.

(If you have the chance, you still have to learn the more serious "Demon Disintegration Method". This method of directly bursting out true qi is too cost-effective!)

Pan Long murmured in his heart.

But his authority was also very significant.

Seeing that Zeng Haoheng could not even block a move, everyone in Zengjiazhuang was shocked, and the onlookers were talking.

"Where did this person come from? Why is it so powerful?"

"I heard him say before that he was from Yizhou, and he was called 'Yiwenxia'. This name is so strange!"

"Yizhou... isn't it just the 'Suishan Sword Saint' Ren Changsheng? Our Daxia has been founded for thousands of years, and such a real god has been produced... Yizhou is indeed very special! I have to go to Yizhou to study, and maybe I can learn some magical skills!"

"I don't know what the origin of this person is. Is it related to Ren Jiansheng?"

"How is it possible to be related! That's a god, how can a mortal have something to do with a god?"

"In my opinion... the Zeng family's level is not easy..."

"It's not that. The Zeng family has two real masters. Especially the ancestors have become famous for almost two hundred years. Even if they take the lead in the Sword Saint, he may not lose!"

"But they wouldn't have traveled all the way from Yizhou to Liaodong to seek death, right?"

“…I’m right…”

Compared to the spectators' discussions, the Zeng family was panicked.

Although they had guessed that Zeng Haoheng was probably not an opponent, the gap between the two sides was so big, which was unexpected.

In the blink of an eye, the two people who seemed to be fighting were not distinguished just now, not only had the highest or lower scores, but even the one who lost was tied up, as if they were just waiting to be burned to death...

Zeng Haoheng was like this, what about them?

With one move, Pan Long did not stop, but took a step forward without rushing and walking forward slowly.

While walking, he said in a deep voice: "I thought the Zeng family dared to do something that was harmful to the world, even if it was extremely vicious, at least it should be of some ability. Now it seems that you are bad enough, but your ability is really not good."

"I don't know how many people in the Zeng family are qualified to accept a penny of copper coins?"

This made the Zeng family blush and white, and their anger surged, but they did not dare to attack.

The gap in strength is obvious. If the weak are slapped in the face, they can only admit that they are unlucky.

But the Zeng family is not all weak.

At least, some people think they are not weak.

As soon as Pan Long finished speaking, he heard a lazy voice saying: "Brother, although I admit that our Zeng family is indeed not a good person, whether it is harmful to the heavens or extremely evil, I admit that all these crimes are accused of. But we can be so bad, it is not just a verbal statement, and we have the strength to support it."

Hearing this voice, the faces of the Zeng family suddenly turned bloody, as if a person had been sentenced to death and had been taken to the execution ground and was about to be shot. At this time, what was suddenly heard from the radio was not a notice of "preparing for execution", but "receiving an emergency notice, new important evidence was found in this case and needed to be sent back for retrial."

The mood fluctuations in an instant are enough to make people who are not as healthy as they will directly suffer from cerebral hemorrhage.

Pan Long had really seen this situation in his previous life. At that time, many formerly arrogant bosses in his city were collectively hung with street lamps. Before being executed, it was found that he had the habit of donating blood regularly - this habit saved his life.

Charitable donations can offset taxes, so the interim government does not accept this to reduce penalties. But blood donation is OK.

In the end, the man turned from a death sentence to a prison sentence, but before serving his sentence, he needed to come out of the hospital.

Because when he learned that he didn't have to die, he fell ill and fell down.
Chapter completed!