Zhou Xuan looked up at the sky and saw that the Flying Dragon (Black Sandstorm) was about to take shape.

If a sandstorm forms, the people on their side must retreat in advance. Otherwise, the wind and sand will sweep over, and some people may not be able to escape or be buried alive by the yellow sand.

“Can’t waste time any more.”

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan took the initiative to rush towards Zhao Huaian. Zhao Huaian held both swords in his hand and immediately jumped to meet him.

The two figures collided together, and the "clang clang clang" metal collision sounded constantly, and even Mars appeared.

The people watching the audience showed an incredible expression on their faces when they saw the two fighting. It was hard to imagine how powerful their martial arts were. If they were to go up, could they take the next move.

Zhou Xuan and Zhao Huaian are testing each other, so they have not tried their best yet.

Although Zhou Xuan's current strength is stronger than Zhao Huaian, we must also consider whether the black silk gloves are really that powerful.

When he got the black silk gloves before, he specially tested their hardness. After testing, he found that the black silk gloves were indeed a treasure, and ordinary swords could not hurt them at all. Even if they were replaced with the dragon pattern sword, they would not be damaged after two or three swords.

However, the situation is different now. The other party is a swordsman who can exert ten thousand powers of the dragon-patterned sword. If the black silk glove suddenly cracks in the middle of the process, his palms will probably be injured. In addition, he also held the urge to see where Zhao Huaian's limit is.

Zhou Xuan showed a smile on his face, and he couldn't help but exclaim.

"It's indeed Zhao Huaian."

Zhao Huaian was testing the depth of Zhou Xuan's fists and feet, but after a few moves, he found it was amazing. So he stopped reserving and used all his strength. His sword was getting faster and faster, and his eyes grew sharper. Sword marks were everywhere on the sand, and sword sounds kept coming from the air.

Zhao Huaian's swordsmanship and momentum reached the peak, and his martial arts realm reached a new level. The two swords in his hand seemed to have become an extension of his arms. Needless to say, they were able to control them, and they were simply at the level of being intent to move the sword.

Although Zhao Huaian broke through at the last minute, he himself did not feel much joy. No matter how fast or fierce his sword was, Zhou Xuan could easily block it. Every attack was like a rock sinking into the sea, and the defense was done without any leakage.

As the saying goes, one move will decline again, and three times will be exhausted. If he cannot conquer for a long time, his momentum will gradually weaken.

Of course, Zhou Xuan also noticed this, so he chose to suddenly take action with all his strength. He held the sword bodies of the two swords tightly, and the two sides became stalemate, and then said to Zhao Huaian with a smile.

"The winner has been decided."

When Zhao Huaian heard this, he was slightly stunned. But before he could react, a huge force came from the sword's body the next moment.

Zhou Xuan did not hide his weakness now. In fact, he only used 70% of his strength in the fight just now. Now that he exploded with all his strength, Zhao Huaian was naturally no longer an opponent. With a "bang", Zhao Huaian's hand was shaken away. He quickly punched Zhao Huaian in the chest, knocking Zhao Huaian back a few meters away.

Zhao Huaian's feet grinded a deep gully on the sand, and was caught by Ling Yanqiu behind him.

Ling Yanqiu held Zhao Huaian tightly and asked with a worried look on his face.

"Are you okay?"

Although Zhao Huaian's face was a little pale, it was not serious. He waved to Ling Yanqiu, then said with a wry smile.

"I'm fine."

Zhou Xuan used soft power, so he naturally did not suffer any injuries. His pale face was just too much, and he was a little weak for the time being. But after Zhou Xuan's full strength just now, he realized how far the gap was with Zhou Xuan. It turned out that the other party had always been hiding his shortcomings, otherwise he could defeat him in the blink of an eye.

This sense of gap made him feel frustrated and he couldn't help but feel mixed emotions for a while.

But Ling Yanqiu didn't think so much, as long as Zhao Huaian was fine.

Zhou Xuan waved his cloak at the Dragon Pattern Sword and took the sword back to the storage space. Then he took off his black silk gloves and pretended to stuff them into his arms. In fact, he also put them in the storage space. He showed a generous smile on his face and spread his hands and said to Zhao Huaian.

"Do you still need to compare?"

He tried his best to save face for Zhao Huaian, otherwise he could do it more easily.

Zhao Huaian sighed and said nothing more. The others talked again when they saw this, and the atmosphere became very silent. Life and death were already in the hands of others, so who could still be happy?

However, the people in the West Factory were full of red faces, as if they were the ones who won just now.

Zhou Xuan saw that Zhao Huaian and others were in a low mood, and smiled and comforted them.

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad person either. To show my sincerity, I'll let them evacuate first."

After saying that, he ordered the people from the West Factory.

"The manager stays, the others will withdraw to the station first."

Everyone in the West Factory responded.

"yes."

Although everyone was a little afraid that these rebellious parties would repeat themselves, they were no longer worried about Zhou Xuan's safety. After they saw Zhou Xuan's martial arts, they believed that no one would be Zhou Xuan's opponent. Even if they went together, it would not cause any threats, not to mention that other Western Factory managers were present.

Most of the people in the West Factory left instantly and ran to the station to shelter from the wind and sand. Only dozens of martial arts managers were left at the scene, standing respectfully behind Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan felt that the sand was flying more and more, so he frowned and said to everyone.

"The wind and sand are coming soon, let's go to the authentic tunnel to hide first."

Seeing this, Zhao Huaian and others looked up at the air. The dark tornado had already blown towards them. The strong wind and sand that covered the sky and the sun in the distance was really rare in decades. If you don’t find a place to hide, you will have to wait to die.

Although Zhou Xuan's behavior of pretending to be a sword in Fengli was very despised by them, he had always treated him with courtesy since then. Moreover, now people are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are the ones who are not willing to refuse. Moreover, the other party did not ask them to die, but wanted to save them.

However, Lao Chai took a few inn servants and walked directly to Zhou Xuan and asked with a calm face.

"Where is our boss? She was there just now, but now there is no one in the world. You guys from the West Factory come here, haven't you seen her?"

At that time, they arranged for Gu Shaotang to look at the wind and observe the movements of the Xichang people on the other side of the post station.

Zhou Xuan also remembered this incident, frowned and turned his head to ask Ma Jinliang.

"Jinliang, did you see a woman looking at the wind when you came here just now?"

Ma Jinliang bowed Zhou Xuan with his fists and then said with a stern face.

"Report to the Lord, I did meet a woman just now. She was captured by me and was slightly injured. However, Fengli Dao protected her, and his subordinates had sent someone to take them back to the post station."
Chapter completed!