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These long swords stuck upside down on the ground were instantly swept to pieces.

At this time, Tang burned incense and slapped the storage bag, and a big knife flew out. Then the figure shook, turning into countless phantoms, each of which held a void knife in his hand, and slashed towards the man in black.

Splinters

Under this chaotic array of knives, I saw that the void was suddenly filled with countless swords.

These knives are intertwined into a net, and under the effect of the law, they quickly condense and take shape, which is what Tang Yaoxiang is currently thinking in his mind, which is the appearance of the other party's man in black.

In other words, these countless swords condensed into a man in black with an abstract outline at this moment.

The abstract man in black composed of this sword, without any bells and whistles, rushed directly towards the man in black.

The black-clothed man composed of this sword shot down in the air, and when it touched the ground, there was a huge explosion, and all the knives exploded at this moment, rushing towards the black-clothed man and the facilities around him and their defensive forces.

Yes!

Yes!

Yes!

With a series of screams one after another, the man in black was finally overturned.

At this moment, Tang Yaoxiang faced the second wave of black-clothed people rushing in, using the law of literature and Taoism, only to see that it took out a huge ink pen from the storage bag, made a pen action towards the ground, ran between the snakes, and wrote the word "array" on the ground.

Immediately, the True Qi character of the chaotic wandering was melted into the ground, and instantly spread out, covering everything within a radius of 100 steps.

At this moment, Tang Yaoxiang's gaze was the weapon in the hand of the man in black.

Under the copying function of the law of Wendao, the weapon in the hands of the man in black was immediately copied.

At this time, the momentum that escaped into the ground retracted, and the moment that broke through the ground in the form of sound waves was condensed into a sharp sword, turned into a streamer, and held it in Tang Yaoxiang's hand.

Seeing this, the man in black was taken aback, he never expected that Tang Yaoxiang would actually use the law of literature and Taoism to copy the big knife in his hand within a radius of a hundred steps.

At this moment, several men in black came in to support, and then they rushed towards Tang Yaoxiang.

At this moment, Tang burned incense, strode violently, and when the empty body rotated like a flying whirl, whirring, the speed was extremely fast, and only a chaotic light and shadow running extremely fast was seen.

At this moment, from this chaotic operating light cluster, a vague and kicking phantom suddenly came out, and this blurred phantom looked like a fierce tiger.

The man in black who had to rush to the front fell directly.

Then the man in black was torn apart by a tiger-shaped energy mass.

At this time, a man in black also imitated Tang Yaoxiang's move just now, and his body rushed up, and immediately spun violently, and immediately turned into a piece of chaos and ran at a rapid speed, at this time, two slightly blurred figures rushed out of this chaos, and these two figures immediately rotated in the air, and once again rushed out of a total of four more blurred phantoms......

In this way, in the end, I saw that seven or eight vague phantoms rushed out one after another, and the more phantoms, the more blurred they became.

In the end, seven or eight men in black fell into these seven or eight phantoms.

Seven or eight more black-clothed men who were not afraid of death rushed towards Tang Yaoxiang.

At this time, Tang Yaoxiang's body twisted, and immediately circled, his legs swept out, and a round of sharp blades swept out, with the sound of breaking the wind, and broke through the air......

At this moment, the eyes of the man in black suddenly shrank.

Just when he was stunned and a wave of despair hit his heart, the blade swept out of Tang Yaoxiang's legs had already enveloped his vision.

The man in black was immediately cut in two by the waist.

The other men in black rushed fiercely to avenge their brother.

At this time, Tang Yaoxiang's figure flipped in the air, and his legs slashed down.

Bang.

The right leg that slashed down violently was like an axe blade, and at the moment of rapid fall, it wrapped the entire leg in a hurry, and slashed it on the ground, and the ground suddenly cracked.

Four or five men in black outflanked from the flank, intending to make dumplings with Tang Yaoxiang,

At this moment, Tang Yaoxiang, facing so many people in black, his eyes were condensed.

Between the vigorous sweeping and kicking of his legs, his whole body exploded, and with the swept legs, countless atomized clones were swung.

These atomized clones have the ability to interfere with the opponent's line of sight and make the opponent make wrong judgments at a moment's notice.

No, when Tang Yaoxiang's legs swept out countless atomized clones, one of the atomized clones instantly enveloped the vision of the man in black.

The man in black made a wrong judgment in an instant, thinking that Tang Burning Incense was bullying him, and immediately burst out the condensed true qi.

However, it was only in the next flash that he realized that he had been fooled.

It wasn't Tang Yaoxiang himself at all, but just an atomized clone of it, but at this moment, the man in black didn't have time to condense enough true qi, and under the foot of Tang Yaoxiang's true body, he was immediately kicked and flew away.

Then, Tang Yaoxiang took out an ink pen from the storage bag, and even wrote the word "suck" on the palm of his hand.

Just as one of the men in black rushed towards him, he slammed into the opponent's iron sand palm with one palm.

However, a miracle happened.

At the moment when the palms of the man in black collided with Tang Yaoxiang, the palms of the man in black seemed to be glued to Tang Yaoxiang's palms, and he couldn't get rid of them.

At the same time, one after another arcs of true qi light swam between the palms of the two of them, giving rise to a huge suction force, firmly adsorbing the palms of the two together.

At this moment, the man in black is obviously not very used to and adapted, and he is still very frightened.

At this moment, Tang burned incense, took advantage of the situation, and kicked the man in black upside down.

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At this time, seven or eight black-clothed men rushed towards Tang Yaoxiang again.

At this moment, Tang burned incense and took out a scripture book from the storage bag.

Throw it in the direction of the man in black.

Then, from a long distance, a punch blasted out a momentum, and the moment that momentum touched the scriptures, a miracle appeared.

True Qi passed through the scriptures, and immediately seemed to be fused with the laws, and when it penetrated from the other side of the scriptures, it turned into a fierce tiger and pounced on the man in black.

The Chaos Scripture!

At this moment, the black-clothed man's pupils shrank suddenly, and he never expected that the other party actually had such a scripture book in his hand.

This scripture can directly transform the true qi released by people into tangible existence.

In the end, this tiger tore the man in black apart.

The other black-clothed men were stunned for a moment at the moment, and immediately rushed over again,

At this moment, Tang Yaoxiang slapped the storage bag again.

A scripture flew out.

In this scripture, a person is outlined with lines, and this line is none other than the Iron Thread Race.

This Iron Thread Human Race had a secret communication with Tang Yaoxiang in advance: "The great god of our Iron Thread Human Race, the Iron Wire Golden Monkey, does not allow us to associate with righteous disciples. So, I had to be as secretive as possible. ”

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