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Tang Yaoxiang didn't go far north, and those people in white had already rushed up.

At this moment, Tang burned incense, slapped a folding fan from the storage bag, snapped, opened, jumped up, flew lightly into the air, swirled around a big tree, and rowed through the spiral trajectory.

Then he fanned down the wind and slashed towards the man in white who came up.

One of the arms of the man in white was immediately cut off.

Tang Yaoxiang's body was as light as a swallow, and he flew away in the distance.

Enter a snowy world covered with a thick layer of snow. Wrapped in silver, it looks so pure.

Tang burned incense and walked on the snow, making a clattering sound under his feet.

The man in white also caught up.

Holding a long-handled curved arc knife in his hand, he had already chased after Tang Yaoxiang

Tang Yaoxiang suddenly rolled on the ground, and his body rolled directly backwards. The man in white slashed down with a knife, but his arms were intercepted by Tang Yaoxiang.

Tang Yaoxiang spun his legs violently towards the sky, and the blade strangled by his feet was as sharp as a frisbee spinning at extreme speed, and a faint layer of flame had been swallowed out from the edge.

Tang Yaoxiang's body was rushing backwards at this moment, with his head facing down, his legs facing up, and his body was spinning, rushing backwards.

Whoosh!

The rotating upside-down figure, while rushing upside down, Tang Yaoxiang's arms swirled with the figure, and the fingertips of his palms gave birth to a wave of wind and wind.

The wind swept away directly at this moment.

The man in white was caught in the high-speed swirling air current, and even lost his balance.

Tang Yaoxiang's body was reversed, his head was facing up, and at this time, his figure was flying and falling, and when he fell in front of the man in white, he opened his right leg and swept out.

Woo-la-woo-la-la!

The toes of the swept legs, the air whining flowing, very fast.

The man in white rushed again at this moment, because he was not injured by Tang Yaoxiang's air current.

Tang burned incense and retreated physically and mentally. The trail remnants were dragged out in front of him, like a shadow, and they were dragged continuously for dozens of meters.

Seeing this at this moment, the man in white was stunned, and his figure flashed, like lightning, instantly crossing a hundred and ten meters of void, flashing in front of the man in white, and suddenly falling

Tang Yaoxiang was directly at the moment when the man in white retreated, a hook punch, the wind howled, and the fist was condensed into substance at the moment, looking like a huge iron fist with armor on its knuckles.

The knuckles of the iron fist rattled like grinding gears, and sounded terrifying and creepy.

The man in white's face changed at this moment. The body and mind involuntarily retreated.

Tang Yaoxiang's body flipped violently with his fist at this moment, and his fist smashed into the head of the man in white.

The white-clothed man's face changed at this moment, and with a scream, his feet sank and completely disappeared under his fist.

Tang burned incense and continued to travel north, and at this moment, the man in white actually rushed up from under the mud hole

Tang Yaoxiang's body suddenly rolled at this moment, and the flying figure whined, very fast, sharp as a scimitar spinning, and it was terrifying to hear.

The man in white made a hook punch at this moment, and the vitality in his body was released in an instant, and the punch quickly transformed into shape, and it had a bit of dragon form, until it was as ethereal as smoke, like a real illusion, giving people an ethereal feeling that was difficult to capture.

Tang Yaoxiang snorted disdainfully.

When the figure flew, his right leg rolled over and swept over, and with a snap, he slapped on the fist of the man in white.

That fist had just transformed into a dragon shape, and it was shattered by Tang Yaoxiang's punch.

The man in white was furious. Immediately, he punched and slammed into Tang Burning Incense again.

Tang Yaoxiang's figure flashed at this moment, fluttering like the wind, and suddenly he flashed away from a hundred and ten meters, landed one hundred and ten meters away, patted the storage bag, and with a wave of his hand, grabbed a jade flute that flew out.

Then it blew, and the melodious and tactful score suddenly turned into a note, jumping in the void to the fullest, the void in front of him was like a clear stream, and the beating notes in the sky, like the tadpole, circled around the Tang incense

The man in white saw that Tang Yaoxiang still had the heart to blow the flute at this time, and obviously didn't take himself seriously.

So he rushed forward.

Tang burned incense at this moment with the jade flute in his hand, and when the man in white rushed to him, the jade flute was attached to the palm of his hand, and at the end of the hula pole spin, he stabbed the man in white;

The figure of the man in white flashed, intending to intercept Tang Yaoxiang's arm.

Tang Yaoxiang's right arm was quickly retracted, and then he suddenly hooked his leg, hooking up a scar.

The remnants, with the figure of Tang burning incense somersaulting and falling on its back, rose upward, like a sharp lightning bolt poured into the sky

The lightning wisps, like plasma, seem to be soft and substantial, sharp as a knife blade breaking through the air.

The man in white happened to hit the plasma impartially, his face was hot and painful, and he wiped it with his hand and found that his face had been imprinted with a scar.

The man in white was furious, and the speed of rushing to kill Tang Burning Incense rose another level, and he killed with one punch, and that punch instantly blocked a void.

On the straight void, within a radius of more than ten zhang, it was like a sinkhole, but it was blocked by the fist of the man in white.

The void in front of the fist instantly condensed into a semi-substance, like a sac.

The fist is like a plug in the bag.

At this moment, Tang burned incense, shrouded by the momentum of the man in white, as if he had fallen into this bag, and the fist of the man in white had sealed the opening of this bag.

Now, with the help of the laws of time and space, the time and space inside the bag are instantly solidified.

Everything inside is like losing its vitality, and the time and space inside have stopped flowing.

Therefore, Tang Yaoxiang couldn't move.

But the fist of the man in white was smashing at him

At this moment, Tang burned incense, suddenly as if he had woken up in a dream, and in the midst of the violent steps, there was a rumbling sound under his feet, and the thunder arc was circling, which was very violent.

Carrying Tang incense rushed out of the space-time dormant zone.

Avoided this catastrophe. At this moment, Tang burned incense, and said with palpitations: "I almost died under its fist, it's really fateful." ”

The man in white was furious at this moment, and he blasted away again with a punch.

With the help of the monarch's momentum, the fist divergence area, time and space are all frozen, and the fist divergence area is just an ellipsoidal shape, like a pouch,

The fist is like a bottle stopper, blocking the pouch at the moment.

The space-time inside the "pouch" ceases to flow in the moment when the mouth of the pouch is blocked by a fist.

Everything inside, therefore, stopped developing.

Tang Yaoxiang also turned over and punched at this moment, the fist broke through the air, and the radiation spread out, and the divergent area was like a gourd-shaped wine bottle.

The fist is like the cork of the wine bottle.

The space-time inside the bottle stopped circulating. Everything inside is momentarily still.

The man in white was deeply immersed in it, and his figure stood still for an instant.

Tang Yaoxiang's punch happened to hit the top of the man in white's head, and with a bang, the head of the man in white was blasted by a punch.

"Let's see if you dare to play time and space hibernation with me. Tang Yaoxiang grinned excitedly.

At this moment, Tang burned incense, turned away, got into a cave, and began to practice palm sucking

This time, on this basis, he wanted to cultivate a peculiar sword technique.

He wants to carry this palm sucking to the next level, and he wants to create a new and practical set of moves based on it.

Palm sucking can't be limited to this kind of routine, it still has full potential to be tapped.

As soon as he thought of this, Tang Burning Incense immediately threw himself into cultivation. In the past, the palms had to be spread out to run the palms.

But now he has to slowly hold his hands, and he can still run this set of martial arts while grasping something.

He first grabbed a large object, a huge stone ball capable of sucking his palms.

The stone ball is then reduced in size to still generate suction.

The size of the stone ball became smaller and smaller, and finally he grabbed the scabbard and began to cultivate, and finally, from the inside of the scabbard, a powerful suction force was generated.

Tang Yaoxiang aimed the scabbard at the dirt all over the ground, and his mind moved and sucked his palm.

The dirt that was all over the ground turned into a wisp of yellow phosgene, and with a snort, it was sucked in by the scabbard.

Then it transforms into a clay knife.

The hardness of the trowel is very large, almost the same as that of dark iron steel.

At this time, Tang Yaoxiang aimed the port of the scabbard at a rockery more than ten meters away

With a movement of his mind, he used his fire blowing palm, and a huge wind pressure acted on the clay knife in the scabbard, and the clay knife was suddenly spit out. It turned into a photoelectric afterimage and shot out. Stabbed at the man in white.

Burst!

The man in white was stabbed in the chest by the tip of a knife, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

It's cold all around.

The man in white didn't die and rushed again.

Tang Yaoxiang waved his knife, and his body swirled, flying around his waist.

The sword condensed into a cold mist at this moment, all of which were spreading and the ice turned into frost mist.

A frosty mist spread.

It makes the knife more white and sharp, and it has a very low temperature. The moment it struck the man in white, the sword that instantly absorbed a large amount of cold air directly froze the man in white.

The man in white was shocked at this moment, and the broken ice all over his body exploded and splattered.

Tang Yaoxiang turned over and punched again, instantly absorbing the cold qi around him, condensing into a frosty fist, and the moment that he hit the man in white at this moment, the man in white was frozen again.

At this moment, Tang Yaoxiang turned around and headed north again.

Several people in white came in the water. The water under his feet, but with the help of the monarch's momentum, the clouds and mist of nature instantly condense under his feet.

These white-clothed people are walking in the air at this moment, and under their feet, there is a liquid water that has condensed into a liquid state.

When the man in white rushed to the back of Tang Yaoxiang for more than ten meters at this moment, he suddenly turned his back and somersaulted, and the water under his feet turned into a thin layer of water film against the soles of his feet at this moment, like a thin blade, cutting towards Tang Yaoxiang.

As the man in white alternated his feet, the water film under his feet turned into a thin layer of ice one after another, cutting towards Tang and burning incense.

Woohoo......

The sound of the breaking wind was as sharp as a crossbow, and it made people tremble when they heard it.

At this moment, Tang burned incense, and at the end of the flash on his side, the second soul was released, flashed into the ground, and turned into seven or eight clay figures and broke out of the ground.

Then, Tang Burning Incense spun up on the spot, and his right leg swept out wildly, but it was completed by the cooperation of eight clay figures.

Eight clay figures, each clay figurine life cycle, only a short moment, but the eight clay figurines add up, just enough to complete an action,

Eight clay figures, their bodies flipped one after another, and they cooperated to complete a leg sweeping action.

The eight clay figures, like eight afterimages, all opened their right legs at this moment and swept out.

The eight leg shadows, moving continuously, are not located in the same space, but they have completed a set of leg sweeping movements.

The leg is therefore also made up of eight more slender legs.

The combination of grand thighs looks like a complete and inseparable leg from a distance. Up close, it's a combination of countless slender legs.

The man in white was scared away.

But soon the shadow moved back, turned over and punched, and the figure was directly withdrawn at this moment, leaving behind a clay body, which was obviously just wrapped.

The clay body also turned over and punched in an instant, and the entire clay body was directly poured into the fist, wrapping the fist layer by layer, contributing the entire body into a super giant fist.

Boom towards Tang to burn incense

Tang Yaoxiang bent his knees, his body lay down on his back, and the moment his back touched the ground, his body swirled, like a spinning frisbee, and his limbs expanded with inertia, and he swirled.

It's very sharp.

The man in white was even beaten down.

Tang Yaoxiang slapped the storage bag at this moment, and with a wave of his hand, he grabbed a jade flute that flew out.

The jade flute is clinging to the palm of the hulala, and it rotates.

Then he grabbed his hand and stabbed at the face of the man in white.

Wow.

Because the speed was too fast, the entire arm was connected to the jade flute, and it turned into a burst of fire, stabbing towards the man in white.

The face of the man in white was immediately pierced through a hole.

At this moment, Tang burned incense and continued to go north, the long flute in his hand, at this moment, was close to the palm of the hula, and the flames were sliced through the void, and the snort turned into a solid halo, rotating sharply, and flying away.

A man in white who came from a sneak attack changed his face at this moment, turned around and left

Tang Yaoxiang is sucking a palm at this moment, and the palm surface is giving birth to a huge suction force at this moment, which will suck the surrounding atmosphere.

With the palm as the center, it spirals into a spiral air flow with a rapidly changing radius, and the thin layer of the air flow rotates, like a light blade, cutting through the void is whirring.

Whoop. A layer of flame was directly swallowed.

The eyes of the man in white shrank suddenly.

Tang Yaoxiang turned over and punched at this moment, the fist roared down, and the surrounding atmosphere poured in, instantly enveloping the fist, turning into a shuttle of chaotic fist light, breaking through the air like lightning.

Like a cannonball, it shot at the man in white.

Bang.

The fist hit the ground, exploded instantly, and the man in white was swept away by the air wave, and with the help of the monarch's momentum, the air wave instantly solidified into a thin layer, like a wave condensed into substance.

Tang Yaoxiang's heart moved at this moment, and the qi wave that condensed into the essence of the waves, under the effect of the monarch's momentum at this moment, turned into a transparent piece of undulating and trembling, which could be hard or soft, and was held in his hand by Tang Yaoxiang.

Turning over and throwing out, the robe that was like a fast spinning robe swept away, sweeping out the sharp remnant blade. Wipe it towards the man in white.

The man in white looked horrified.

When he turned around, he was kicked by Tang Yaoxiang and hit the bridge of his nose, and he immediately fell on his back, and slipped away on the ground, Tang Yaoxiang rushed up and kicked between his legs, directly kicking him to faint several times.

Tang Yaoxiang then punched again, turned over and smashed down, and smashed under the leg of the man in white.

The fist burst open, and the phosgene contained in it circulated at this moment, and a trace of residue was slashed through the air.

Brush it up.

It was slashed in the face of the man in white.

Tang Yaoxiang then punched violently, and the fist quickly became huge and condensed into substance, like a giant hammer, blasting towards the door of the man in white.