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The man in white didn't expect Tang Yaoxiang to still have this trick, and the tricks were so novel, and he was a little surprised.

But among these people in white, there seem to be some who show disdain for this.

One shouted, and the others swarmed up.

Tang Yaoxiang slapped the storage bag at this moment, a long stick was in his hand, and the long stick slammed into the ground, and immediately, the remnant of the long stick exploded, towards the left and right, and exploded together.

Countless breaths erupted, like a big bang in the plane universe, and the energy released in that instant condensed into a long stick that was essentially a stick.

At this moment, the long stick was shooting towards the left and right sides, like thunder, and with a roaring sound, it rolled and rushed away.

Wherever there is an obstacle on either side,

It's all shattered into powder at the moment.

The men in white fell to the ground one after another at this moment, but their performance in moving forward and succeeding was impressive.

Tang Yaoxiang sighed helplessly, with one end of the long stick in his hand, and the top of his head swept widely, whining.

The sweeping rod is like a spiral umbrella.

The momentum of the man in white hit the protective cover of the stick umbrella above his head, and it immediately turned into powder.

At this moment, the man in white saw Tang Yaoxiang perform this trick, and immediately swam with his arms, his whole body was shocked, and the breath behind him spurted, and a big snake rushed out quickly.

The man in white rode on top of the big snake, and suddenly spun to his feet, and his right leg opened and swept out.

The serpent hovered in the air and surrounded Detang incense in the center.

The right leg of the man in white swept wildly, and at this moment it was as fast as the propeller, very crazy and fierce

He believed that Tang Yaoxiang must not be able to resolve his trick at this moment.

Tang Yaoxiang inserted the long stick on the ground at this moment, and his body turned over on a large side, that is, one hand held the upper end of the long stick, and rushed to a certain side, and with the help of the long stick that bent down in mid-air, it suddenly rebounded to one side, and that side happened to be where the man in white was.

At this time, the figure of the man in white who was bounced away by Tang Yaoxiang kicked him upside down and rolled away.

The man in white was furious, and after getting up, he immediately rushed to Tang to burn incense again.

At this moment, Tang Yaoxiang once again thrust the long stick in his hand into the ground, desperately grabbed the long stick and dragged it back, and the long stick was dragged and bent to the side of Tang Yaoxiang.

With a leap of the body, the long stick that quickly returned to its original shape and rebounded back produced a powerful elastic force.

Eject all the incense burning.

When Tang Yaoxiang was ejected away again, his legs immediately stretched out straight forward, kicking the void with a whining and whining, and his legs seemed to be shrouded in a thick white cloud

At this moment, Tang Yaoxiang rushed towards the man in white with his legs facing forward, and his legs kicked forward one after another, kicking the man in white one after another, and finally fell headlong.

The man in white was furious, shouted, and rushed towards Tang to burn incense.

At this moment, Tang burned incense, and the long stick in his hand swept in the air, drawing a long rainbow composed of afterimages.

Changhong spans the ground on the left and right sides, and covers the Detang incense below.

The countless remnants of the long sticks are on the top of Tang Yaoxiang's head at this moment, along a rainbow-shaped flying bridge, directly swaying back and forth from side to side.

At this moment, the rainbow-shaped flybridge expanded violently, like a bridge, at one end of the warp, and crossed into the distance.

The rainbow-shaped flying bridge is crossing away at the moment, and the number of long sticks contained in it is constantly increasing, surging hundreds of meters away.

Countless remnants of long sticks turned into a bridge arch again, erected above the head, majestic, very grand.

The long stick was then withdrawn.

Tang Yaoxiang held a long stick in his hand, and immediately swept through the air, like an open umbrella cover, rotating in his hand, and slashing through an umbrella-like light curtain in the air, shielding a threat from overhead.

The sword of the man in white, the sword mang, touched the umbrella cover, and it turned into a burst of fog.

One of the men in white jumped and did a backflip, and the ground under his feet, the ground between his feet, and the ground between his feet, was a round of earth that swirled rapidly, like a cutting wheel, spinning at great speed, whining.

Suddenly, the cutting wheel rolled away, and the speed was amazing.

In the face of this trick, Tang Yaoxiang still performed the previous trick,

The long stick in his hand, raised high above his head, swept into the air.

The remnant of the long stick was like the umbrella cover, shielding all objects that might be unfavorable to Tang Burning Incense from the top of his head.

The true qi of the man in white fell on it and collapsed again.

At this moment, Tang Yaoxiang's figure took a few steps back, and when his figure flew backwards, he slammed the long stick in his hand into the ground.

The stick, which was more than a foot long, was severely bent in the moment it was inserted into the ground, bending into an outline that was almost round.

The long stick immediately rebounded, and with Tang Yaoxiang's figure, it rebounded back in unison, and the figure shot towards the man in white.

Bang.

At the same time as shooting towards the man in white, Tang Yaoxiang rolled over on his side, pinching the opportunity, that is, at the moment when he was close to the man in white, he flipped sideways, flung his legs up, threw it on the chin of the man in white, and threw it directly upside down, staggered a few steps, and slid away against the ground.

At this moment, Tang Yaoxiang immediately learned the trick of the man in white just now and fled.

Fei Xuan got up, opened his right leg, and swept out, the surrounding atmosphere was condensed into dense thick clouds, wrapped in his body, swirling with him, like an atmospheric whirl, at this moment, with his crazy sweep, it continued to thicken.

At this moment, this cyclone was like an inverted whirlpool, and suddenly it was enveloping the man in white and leaving.

The people in white were caught off guard, and several of them were covered underneath.

Tang burned incense with a slam palm, and this dense cloud burned instantly.

At this time, Tang Yaoxiang's arms swam, and the airflow in front of him moved with the trend, rotating around and around, forming a large whirlpool, as if it was swallowing head-on, and the opening of the big whirlpool was facing the side of Tang Yaoxiang, swallowing and inhaling head-on.

Suddenly. Tang Yaoxiang swam violently with his arms, and his whole body was shaken, and the big whirlpool immediately turned his mouth to the man in white.

The big whirlpool, huge, at this moment, is like swallowing the man in white head-on.

As Tang Yaoxiang's body shook violently, the big whirlpool accelerated and rushed away, swallowing the man in white, and finally rushed out from the tail, that is, Tang Yaoxiang's side.

Tang Yaoxiang punched him violently, knocking it upside down.

At this moment, his arms continue to swim, and the flowing clouds in front of him will be wrapped in a thick layer at this moment, impermeable to the wind, and at this moment he is rotating around his body, getting bigger and bigger, and gradually evolving, like a large bowl, the mouth of the bowl is facing the direction of the man in white, the inner wall is getting steeper and straighter, and the bottom is getting deeper and deeper.

Its volume is also getting larger and larger, and there is really a feeling that the sea is immeasurable, but it can be filled in a bowl.

Suddenly, with the change of Tang's incense-burning moves, the big bowl suddenly buckled towards the man in white.

More than 100 people in white fled away, and they were directly detained in this large sea bowl with a size of hundreds of zhang.

Immediately, Tang Yaoxiang's arms swam, his body for a while, from the entrance of the martial soul space on his back, a pair of chopsticks shot up, from the bottom of the big bowl, volleyed upside down, the chopsticks in the moment of the upside down, quickly became huge, and finally turned into a skyscraper pillar, two skyscraper-like chopsticks, inserted into the bottom of the sea bowl, and finally inserted into the body of the white-clothed man who was buckled in the sea bowl.

The man in white died violently.

At this time, Tang Yaoxiang's arms swam smoothly, and the light behind him flowed, and finally there was a cross, a cross engraved with a mysterious relief, soaring up.

The relief carved on the cross is one of Tang Yaoxiang's own figures.

At this moment, his eyes were slightly closed, and when he opened them slowly, he had two visions, and one of them was the human relief on the cross martial spirit.

The human body relief eyes were blood-red, and the feeling of burning incense to Tang at this moment was that he was in a spirit, controlling two bodies at the same time, one of which was naturally the human body relief carved on the cross armor.

At this moment, Tang burned incense, and his mind moved, and the cross suddenly became longer and larger, and finally one end gradually turned into nothingness, turning into an ethereal existence.

The cross became infinitely long when it was illusory, and at this moment, it directly smashed on the back of a man in white dozens of meters away.

At this moment, Tang burned incense, his mind and will, and the mysterious martial arts laws were all operated through the relief.

Under the control of the relief, the cross that became one with him was like a sharp weapon at this moment, slamming into the man in white.

The people in white were all terrified at the moment.

At this moment, Tang burned incense, grabbed the cross, and swept it around his waist, which was rapidly becoming huge and infinitely extending in length, like a sharp blade, slashing horizontally towards the man in white.

The people in white were in a great panic,

Tang Yaoxiang took the cross at this moment and slapped the storage bag again, a long stick flew out, grasped it in his hand, and swept out in front of him, sweeping the void into undulating ripples, between the ups and downs, it was directly spawned a strong wind pressure, blowing towards the man in white,

The man in white directly threw a punch, the fist swirled, and the wind pressure increased sharply, directly giving birth to a fist wind, which swept away with the fist wind.

At this moment, Tang burned incense, the long stick in his hand, raised it high above his head, and after a sweep, the afterimage drew a piece, like an umbrella cover.

The people in white didn't dare to act rashly at the moment, and Tang Yaoxiang was a little disappointed.

At this moment, his arms stretched straight forward, stirring up in the void, the void in front of him gradually twisted into a vortex, and the surrounding clouds surged to wrap the winner, and with the agitation of his arms, in the void in front of him, condensed into an air vortex, the air vortex was like a large sea bowl, facing the face of the man in white.

The figure in white retreated sharply

Tang Yaoxiang was retreating at this moment, and slammed the long stick in his hand into the ground.

The powerful impact generated by the retreat of the body, when acting on the long stick that was full of elasticity, I saw that the long stick bent down violently to the side, bent violently to the side of Tang Yaoxiang, and then quickly recovered, the powerful momentum generated by the retaliatory rebound acted on Tang Yaoxiang's body at this moment, and it directly rebounded, and his legs were wrapped in faint flames, rushing towards the man in white.

The man in white was shocked, and Tang Yaoxiang's body rushed away, and his legs kicked out in a row, which had already bombarded the body of the man in white one after another.

The man in white hadn't come back to his senses at the moment, only to see Tang Yaoxiang's figure flipping up, holding the upper end of the long stick, his legs flung up, and he slapped the chin of the man in white.

The man in white snorted and flew backwards. One after another, Tang Yaoxiang's legs, which flew like arrows, slammed heavily into the face, and flew upside down.

Just when the man in white flew upside down, Tang burned incense with a long stick in his hand, and he rotated his palm, drawing a round of sharp swirl light, and then maintained a state of high-speed rotation, out of control like a flywheel, hulala, flying all the way, crushing towards the man in white.

The spinning long stick, when it rotated at the pole at the moment, had a sharp edge that seemed to replace an ordinary sword.

The long stick that rolled away struck the man in white heavily as it swept over the head of the man in white with a sharp sound of breaking wind.

The man in white screamed, and he was dying.

The other white-clothed people rushed over, and at this moment, Tang burned incense, and suddenly slapped the storage bag, and another long stick was in his hand, and the long stick was slammed into the ground.

In an instant, Tang Yaoxiang was covered with a powerful energy, and along this long stick, it turned into a solid afterimage that condensed into a solid shape, and rushed away explosively.

The people in white turned on their backs, and they were all frightened.

Tang burned incense in the same way, when another group of people in white rushed in, it was to slam one of the long sticks, firmly inserted on the ground, the soil on the ground, at this moment wrapped in sticks, is to use the long stick as a template, and in an instant copied out of countless mud sticks, one after another, in the moment of completing the last step, the mud stick immediately exploded and flew away, straight and straight away.

The man in white fell under one mud stick after another.

Tang Yaoxiang saw that these white-clothed people not only did not run away, but continued to rush, and immediately he suddenly turned sideways and tossed, his legs rolled up one after another, and he threw himself upside down, supporting his entire body with both hands one after another, and he was so high that he rolled on his side.

At the same time as he rolled on his side, his figure turned into a blurred afterimage that rolled away in a polar spiral.

The man in white fled in panic.

At this time, a man in white made a grasping and sucking movement in the direction of Tang burning incense.

On the ground in front of him, the soil was like flowing water, flowing to his palm point, and in the moment when the five fingers were bent and grasped, the continuous surging soil started from the palm point, gradually solidified and had the prototype of a long sword.

As the grasping and suction action continued, the dirt all over the ground was finally grabbed and sucked up, and flowed to the palm of the moment, gradually solidifying into a sword-shaped substance, starting from the tip of the sword, the soil gradually coalesced and formed, and then spread to the rest of the long sword, and finally condensed into a complete long sword.

Directly slashed at Tang and burned incense.

Tang burned incense lying on the ground and flew away, rolling to the ground, swiping his hands on the top of his head, drawing a fiery red rainbow.

The Changhong exhaled a higher temperature at this moment, and burst into flames.

Tang burned incense and grabbed it, and the long rainbow that lay above his head was condensed into substance, and the moment he grasped it in his hand turned into a long sword that swallowed and vomited raging flames.

The long sword slashed towards the ground, and the sword qi touched the ground, drawing a long burning trace, and the flame trace burst into flames at this moment.

As Tang Yaoxiang's right hand continued to grasp and suck, the traces of flames on the ground, together with the flames at this moment, converged and returned, gradually condensing into essence from the end, and gradually turning into a long sword to grasp in his hand.

The long sword was fiery red all over, and it emitted a blazing wave of fire, which was very hot. so that the soul winner will not dare to come near.