Chapter 295 Strongman with Stick

The road is like a ribbon, winding and extending to a very far place. The road is suspended in mid-air, showing that there is no end. It seems that if you want to enter the inner hall, you have to rush through this road.

Zhang Chong looked around and saw that there was no other road, so he rushed over quickly. The road was circular and less than ten meters wide, which was extremely narrow. In a non-stop, Zhang Chong has run a very long distance. At this time, his eyes suddenly tightened, and on both sides of the road in front of him, there was a faint green smoke in that place now.

The smoke is winding with a tender green color, but it gives Zhang Chong a thrilling feeling. Although this is a light green fog, in Zhang Chong's eyes, it is generally terrible with the light green ** mentioned in the cold autumn.

Zhang Chong will not be stupid enough to look at the light green fog and think that the fog is not the same as that **, but harmless. However, although the light green fog dispersed, at the top of the road, it was like a natural barrier, separated by space, and the fog did not disperse on the road at all.

This scene is like this road extending forward, which cuts off this large area of light green fog. The light green fog on both sides emits a strange light, while the road in the middle is extremely bright.

"Go forward or backward~~" For this problem, Zhang Chong did not think about it for too long. He only felt a sense of pride in his heart, so he dodged and continued to rush forward. After more than ten breaths, Zhang Chong's figure was like an ant in the distance, as if he had been swallowed up by the light green fog. At Zhang Chong's feet, the road has not changed at all.

At this time, Zhang Chong's eyes were awe-inspiring. At this moment, he saw a figure standing in front of him. He was a strong man with a long stick. There was a strong breath under his body. His body was not much different from Zhang Chong. He only stood in that place, and he showed the appearance of a man.

"Who is this person?" This question ached in Zhang Chong's heart, and his figure also slowed down at this moment. However, when he was about to ask this person, when he saw that it was not allowed to be sent out, the man's long stick suddenly came out, and his illusion was like a python. He opened his mouth to Zhang Chong's side.

The distance between the two is not far away, and this man suddenly made a move, especially in the narrow world above this road, which is even more fierce. Rao Zhang Chong has made some precautions, but the power of the stick waved by this unidentified person is far greater than Zhang Chong's expectation.

This person's skills can be said to be no different from his own. After Zhang Chong dodged the blow, he already had this conclusion in his heart. At the same time, the fiery red knife in his hand also turned to the man at this time.

With this dodge and attack, it can be said that the time is just right, and almost at the same time, the thousands of fire butterflies, flying like waterfalls, have sealed several roads that the man wants to retreat. Obviously, under this counterattack, if the man did not confront Zhang Zhong's move, he would retreat into the pale green fog next to him.

But the strong man with a long stick did not want to make these two choices. His long stick was light, and a string of black bubbles flashed out. Suddenly, it burst and burst, shaking the thousands of fire butterflies, with extremely small gaps.

The strong man's figure was like a swimming fish. In this very small gap, he dodged and turned against the guest again. The long stick hit a move as big as a wheel, as if to completely cage Zhang Chong's figure.

Obviously, even the other party doesn't want to touch the light green fog, which means that the fog will never be harmless. In this attack, Zhang Chong has made a positive judgment on this matter. Next, for the powerful move of the strong man with a long stick, he still doesn't want to fight hard.

He knew in his heart that the strength of the two was similar, so if he passively spelled this with the other party, not to mention whether he would fall into the light green fog because of the power of this shock, one move, step by step, it can be imagine that the subsequent battle will just enter the control of the other party, that for self Your own influence can be huge.

Because fighting in this light green fog-covered area, the danger has been magnified hundreds of times. It can be said that a small mistake is likely to kill yourself on the spot. And he is on the same line with his opponents, and he will not take such a risk.

Thinking of this, Zhang Chong also did not dare to touch his body with the other party. The flame knife in his hand suddenly dispersed and turned into a flame again. The flame became more and more intense, and gradually pulled all the fire butterflies around him, forming a strong whirlwind.

[Fantas Storm]～～

Zhang Chong, who was in the center of the storm's eye, looked solemn, and his hands kept dancing, and his figure was also changing rapidly, until more than a dozen remnants came out, and he couldn't tell whether it was true from false.

Seeing Zhang Chong's change, the strong man holding the long stick also changed suddenly. The offensive was as fast as thunder, and the long stick split back and forth with the fierce spirit of shaking gods.

It can be said that this way corresponding to brute force is just the nemesis of Zhang Chong's flame storm. After a fierce chase, the core of the flame storm is also unstable and difficult to condense.

And while fighting with this strong man for longer and longer, Zhang Chong felt a stronger sense of danger. If his breath is endless, the strong man in front of him can be said to be a pervert. He doesn't seem to need to rest, and he actually has a talent for reading battles. As long as Zhang Chong uses it once, he seems to have a sense of surprise at the beginning. However, if he uses it again, he can easily defend him.

This gives him a feeling that the other party's moves have been constantly improving. Therefore, the longer the delay, the greater the pressure on him. And this is what Zhang Chong didn't want to see, but it is really happening.

The endless breath, the continuous improvement of moves, these two anti-sky existences unexpectedly appeared on the only enemy in front of him. In the current situation, Zhang Chong is afraid that he even wants to die. However, what he thought was that he could patiently wait until his opponent made a few mistakes, but with the passage of time, it became more and more impossible.

However, it can't go on like this anymore. Zhang Chong's heart can be extremely sure that if it really develops according to this trajectory, the end may only end in his failure. But how can we find a better way? Zhang Chong thought bitterly in his heart, and he couldn't do it for a long time.

The situation did not wait for people, but the crisis in front of him was getting bigger and bigger. There had been several times. Under the attack of the strong man holding the long stick like a dark cloud, Zhang Chong's body touched the light green fog. In an instant, a feeling of sharp pain hit him, which almost made him fly straight out by the man in front of him.

The two of them chased back and forth on this road less than ten meters wide, both of which were extremely fast, like lightning.

"Bum~~" Seeing another sound of spiritual weapons intersecting, Zhang Chong's body almost flew away from the ground, but his back touched the pale green fog again. The fog was like a soul, and it plunged into his skin fiercely, which was painful. Zhang Chong clenched his teeth and made continuous moves with his hands to block the attack like a rainstorm in front of him.

"You can't go on like this. Otherwise, I'm afraid you will die in the hands of the man in front of you if you don't find anything." Zhang Chonggang bit his teeth, and he knew in his heart that he needed to make a decision at this moment. He had already died in communicating with the strong man with the long stick, and his eyes were placed in a place not far away.

This long and narrow road is circling, that is to say, if you are not afraid to walk through the light green fog, you can reach the end of the road more quickly. Of course, the premise is that you won't die in this fog.

Although Zhang Chong touched the light green fog once or twice, although he had an extremely painful feeling, it did not make him die on the spot. And if you stay here and fight with this strong man, I'm afraid the end is only one way to die.

In any case, you have to fight. Thinking of this, Zhang Chong's heart was also determined to make this decision. This time, the Xuanhuo in his hand turned into a long knife again and went straight to the enemy in front of him. He only heard a clear long sound. As he expected, the body of the strong man with the stick got out of his way at an incredible angle and still stayed on the road.

But Zhang Chong took advantage of this block, and his body was like the wind. At once, he sank into the light green fog. His eyes were like a torch, staring at the road circling in front of him.