Xiao Long's heart was shocked. He understood, no wonder this guy didn't do it directly, it turned out to be just a puppet clone. Naturally, his strength can't be compared to the body, and he is afraid that he will not be able to catch himself at the first time if he does it directly.

Moreover, he seems to have counted his father as appearing, and he was going to kill himself in front of him.

The pain of mourning, could it be that She Weiyang's second was killed by his father? Now it's your turn? No, no, I can't just die.

Xiao Long's mind was racing, and he quickly guessed the reason for the grudge between Long Xiaotian and She Weiyang.

And as soon as he made a move here, he immediately alarmed all the monks in the vicinity. Those in the distance want to fly over to see what is going on, but those who are close are desperately trying to escape. For a time, it was a big mess.

And the energy fluctuations here also alarmed the elders who were discussing things, and they teleported over one after another.

They also happened to hear the conversation between the two, and they all saw Xiao Long who was skilled by She Weiyangfei. These people think differently. There is schadenfreude, there is surprise and sighing, but there are thousands of people to help.

They are all old foxes, and they all know the hatred between the two.

She Weiyang's palm stopped less than half a foot away from the top of Xiao Long's head, and the brick looked in the direction where the flying sword stabbed and laughed: "Haha, Long Xiaotian, you are afraid, and you are also afraid." When you fled to the human world, I chased and killed all the way, but I didn't expect to be escaped by you in the end, and I was blessed by misfortune, breaking through the shackles and advancing to the gods in one fell swoop. The old man can't kill you now, so he wants to kill your descendants of the Long family and kill your second. Haha, haha, Long Xiaotian, if you commit suicide by smashing the old man now, maybe the old man will be distracted and spare your two dogs. ”

The flying sword hovered five meters away from She Weiyang, trembling slightly, but he didn't dare to approach easily, for fear that She Weiyang would really slap it with one palm.

"Hmph, She Weiyang, do you think I will believe you? My son is gifted, he is a talent of ten thousand years, you will let him go, hum, She Weiyang, if you dare to hurt my son a hair, I will bury you with the Manchu family of the She family. ”

"Haha, haha, kill, kill, I don't care. I don't care. With your dragon family to be buried together, they died well. I will avenge them. Isn't it very uncomfortable in my heart now, as painful as a knife? Haha, haha, the more heartache you have, the happier I am, haha, haha Since you don't want to die, then let your son die" As he spoke, She Weiyang's clone spit out violently and slapped it towards the top of Xiao Long's head.

It turned out that he was just entertaining Long Xiaotian just now, making him even more painful. And Long Xiaotian obviously knew his purpose, but he also had to follow his thoughts.

"No...... The old man died. The flying sword controlled by Long Xiaotian shot at the center of She Weiyang's eyebrows. And at this moment, She Weiyang's body suddenly turned, and he and Xiao Long suddenly changed directions, and the flying sword that shot at this time flew in, piercing under Xiao Long's left shoulder blade and flying out from his left chest.

"Ahh And She Weiyang laughed proudly, and the flying sword was sacrificed to slash at Xiao Long's head. And his doppelganger sped away into the distance. It turned out that this old guy didn't really care about this clone, but he had already calculated, deliberately used this method to provoke Long Xiaotian, and then used the spell of shifting and transposing himself to swap places with Xiao Long. However, he hesitated to grab Xiao Long, and Xiao Long was taller than him, so this sword was not stabbing Xiao Long's head.

"Son" At this time, Long Xiaotian also arrived, and when he saw the flying sword about to see Xiao Long's neck, he was very anxious. And at this moment, I saw a flash of purple light, and a small and exquisite, purple flying sword suddenly flew out, blocking She Weiyang's flying sword. Only a crisp sound was heard, Xiao Long was shocked, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face became even pale. The difference in strength between the two was too great, Xiao Long couldn't withstand the power of the shock and was eaten by the true qi, and was seriously injured. She Weiyang was not much better, although he had an absolute advantage, but the spiritual soul power attached to the flying sword was burned by the purple yang true qi on Xiao Long's flying sword, and the whole person trembled as if he had passed a little, and his soul was damaged. It's only a little bit, but it affects the body.

"Little brute, what a powerful flying sword." She Weiyang was shocked and couldn't help but look at the Blood-Drinking Sword. At this time, the blood-drinking sword has long since lost its former appearance, the sword body has been tempered by the true qi of Ziyang, and it has become a whole circle smaller, and the entire sword body is no longer blood-colored but purple. So, he didn't recognize the Blood-Drinking Sword.

If he is small, he can block his sword, but also hurt his soul, make him jealous, and strengthen his determination to kill Xiao Long.

"Little beast, die" She Weiyang no longer ran away, but turned around and rushed towards Xiao Long, and the flying sword circled, stabbing at Xiao Long again.

Xiao Long was seriously injured at this time, and he was unable to dodge at all, so he had to reluctantly sacrifice his sword to meet him. With a crisp sound, the blood-drinking sword was slashed away by She Weiyang's flying sword, but the purple yang true qi on the sword burned a little Yuan Shen attached to the flying sword by She Weiyang again. She Weiyang's whole body shook again, and he let out a painful **, looking at Xiao Long's eyes, there was a little more jealousy, and at the same time a trace of greed.

He thought that this scorching primordial god was attached to the blood-drinking sword.

She Weiyang's flying sword was just a smack, and it shot at Xiao Long's eyebrows again. At this time, Long Xiaotian was still a little far from here, and there was no time to rescue, and his flying sword was shooting towards She Weiyang. At this time, She Weiyang's clone had already reported his mortal heart, even if he took this Yuan Ying clone, he would put Xiao Long to death.

All this seems to be cumbersome and messy, but in fact, it was only completed in a short time, and Xiao Longxin secretly said, 'It's over'.

The blood-drinking sword was slashed and flew away, and he was seriously injured and unable to move, seeing that the flying sword was already close at hand, in such a situation, Xiao Long himself felt hopeless of survival.

"What should be robbed, what destiny, is actually a dream. Life is like a dream, like the light of a lamp. At this moment, Xiao Long did not panic, did not frustrate, did not complain, and was just calm. From body and mind, to soul, there is peace.

Just when Xiao Long thought he was dead, and just when the flying sword was about to pierce into Xiao Long's eyebrows, Xiao Longhuai suddenly rushed out of a white shadow. The white shadow instantly became larger, and then, a mouth, facing the flying sword, is a mouthful.

Although she failed to bite the flying sword, the impact of the flying sword caused her to lose her teeth and her body was thrown out more than three meters away, but this sudden attack still made the flying sword deviate from the direction and flew above Xiao Long's ear, drawing a long hole on the side scalp.

"Xiaohong" Xiao Long was startled, and immediately saw clearly that it was the wolf king Xiaohong who saved him.

"Damn brute, dare to spoil my good deeds." She Weiyang's clone was furious, and he wanted to attack Xiao Long again when he controlled this flying sword, but unfortunately he had no chance. Long Xiaotian's flying sword had already shot out like lightning, piercing through the center of his eyebrows and flying out of the back of his head.

She Weiyang's doppelganger stiffened, and then, as if the stone statue had been smashed by a heavy hammer, it shattered into more than a dozen pieces with a bang. At the same time, a tall figure also slowly appeared in front of Xiao Long, changing from illusory to real.

"Son, son, are you alright?" Long Xiaotian flashed to Xiao Long's side and hugged him in his arms.

"I said Xiaotian, he is a true qi backlash and has suffered internal injuries, hurry up and give you a pure heart and calm qi pill. Straighten out the true qi. ”

"Ah, look at me, how did I forget this." Long Xiaotian patted his head and hurriedly took out a fragrant elixir and sent it to Xiao Long's mouth.

In fact, even if you don't take the pill, with the magic of Ziyang True Qi Immortal True Qi, it will soon be naturally straightened out, and the injury will soon get better.

This is the domineering of Ziyang's true qi. As long as he is not killed all at once, he will slowly come back to life.