How could Xiaolong not know what the other party was thinking? But at this time, how could he let the other party escape? After all, if the other party could still escape under such a formation, then Xiaolong didn't have to mix anymore, and directly found a piece of tofu and killed him.

Therefore, even under the opponent's desperate attack, Xiaolong was not in a hurry to fight back, but guarded his defensive circle like a rock in the water, constantly comparing with his own comprehension in the opponent's unchanging swordsmanship, so as to find new inspiration.

Even at this time, Xiaolong's attack and defense seem to be at a disadvantage, but it faintly exudes an unrivaled momentum, making the man in white who is obviously attacking with all his strength be at a disadvantage, even if Xiaolong is completely wrapped in the sword, but it gives people the feeling that as long as Xiaolong is willing, then it only takes one move to completely lock the victory.

And that's exactly what happened.

At this time, the man in white can be said to feel the grievances he has never felt in his heart, obviously it seems that he has the upper hand, but vaguely he has a feeling, as if the other party has become a cunning and vicious spider constantly spitting out a web that cannot be resisted, and he has become a moth, no matter how he struggles, he can't break through the net made by the other party at all, but he is more and more tied and is about to fall into a miserable fate.

Feeling that the strange spiral energy of the other party is not only getting stronger and stronger, it can be said that his sword momentum is completely eliminated invisibly, and it is often almost a sword that must be hit, but in the end, it is under the strange energy that there is no suspense to deviate, and the body of the little dragon is missed by a millimeter.

Moreover, how can you not see it from the eyes of the man in white? Although the little dragon on the opposite side is still in a situation of defending more and attacking less, as he becomes more and more familiar with his attack routines, his defense is becoming more and more tenacious, and even the palm technique that was originally ordinary and just relies on strange strength to win has become more and more exquisite.

"Could it be that this kid is practicing his own tricks?"

The man in white involuntarily had such a ridiculous thought in his heart, and he was frightened by it almost when this thought rose, although he was extremely reluctant to guess his own in his heart, but subconsciously he involuntarily began to approve of it.

You must know that it is not impossible to comprehend and integrate the moves when facing the enemy, but it is based on your martial arts cultivation far beyond the opponent, if not, Zi Ah will inevitably take care of him when he is facing the enemy, then it is inevitable that a trace of the gap will be taken by the enemy, and if the cultivation of the two sides is not much different, then as long as a seemingly extremely insignificant gap can become an opportunity to lock in victory or defeat.

Unexpectedly, in the situation that he was so desperate to almost take out all his family resources, the other party still had spare strength, which made the man in white couldn't help but be extremely shocked in his heart, and even for a while, his heart was filled with an almost irresistible deep sense of frustration.

And at this moment, the little dragon on the opposite side, who had been on the defensive, smiled strangely and inexplicably, but he suddenly found that although the other party's swordsmanship was equally powerful and mysterious, it had already been used just now, and it seemed that under his own aggressive entanglement like hob meat, even with the mixed martial arts of the man in white, he finally made a heavy move, and he had the feeling that Jiang Lang had exhausted his talents.

So at this time, where did Xiaolong let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? But at the moment when the smile just bloomed, the originally tightly defended formation suddenly and completely let go, and his palms slapped three palms in a row in an instant.

The prototype of these three palms is the trick in the iron sand palm that Xiaolong practiced at the beginning - the three stacked waves of the Yangtze River, but after this palm technique was fused into this whirlpool palm, countless mysteries were added out of thin air, far beyond the fence of the original palm method.

I saw that after Xiaolong's three palms were slapped out at this time, he actually had a feeling that even the sun and the moon were going to lose their luster in an instant, not only did the three layers of strength grow in a clear but faint continuity, and the power was far beyond the sum of the power of the three palms under the connection between the front and back.

Even it contains a power that can only be contained in the swordsmanship, and even faintly seems to have infinite aftermath contained in it.

For a while, the man in white actually had a feeling of not knowing how to start in an instant, seeing that the three palms seemed to be full of flaws, but it was as fast as lightning and thunder, and with the eyes of the man in white, it could be seen that there were endless aftermath moves in it, which seemed to be flaws, but I am afraid that as long as I rashly went deep into it, a change of move might immediately become a fatal killing move in an instant.

Therefore, Rao is white-clothed man has ten thousand martial arts in his chest, but he couldn't find a trick that could deal with this palm technique for a while, and under a burst of physical and mental exhaustion, he seemed to have been drained of a trace of energy, and he actually watched Xiaolong slap his palm horizontally on his chest.

There was a crisp sound, but the man in white threw away the long sword in his hand, and stood in place like a wooden carving in a daze, unable to move anymore.

And after the little dragon struck with a palm, he also walked away slightly, and his body jumped into the distance with a clever flutter, but at this time he looked at each other indifferently with a smile.

"You don't need to pretend to be kind like this, since I am inferior to others today and lost in your hands, then if you want to kill me, you have to listen to the respect, as long as you want to find out my origin, but don't even think about it!"

I saw that the man in white at this time seemed to be several years old in an instant, and even his body was a lot worse in an instant, but under the support of an arrogance in his heart, he didn't want to lose face, so he said lightly, but even so, it was difficult to hide a trace of depression in his words.

"How secretive are you when you came from, are you a subordinate of the little prince?"

How do you know that Xiaolong glanced at the corner of his mouth with slight disdain, and then asked as if he didn't care.

"How do you know?"

How did you know that the man in white changed his expression in an instant, and then asked in disbelief.

Seeing the other party's face like this, Xiaolong became more determined in his heart. Originally, he had speculated on the little prince based on the various signs revealed by these killers, but he still didn't dare to be very sure, but at this time, under the evidence of the man in white, it was definitely confirmed.

And the man in white is also an old man, but after Fang Cai suddenly encountered such a big setback, his mind was a little lost, and he fell in love with Xiaolong's way, and now how could he not know that Fang Cai Xiaolong was cheating him? Immediately, under the annoyance and anger, he couldn't help but change his face for a while, but he couldn't think about it under the eaves, and in desperation, he could only close his mouth tightly and make up his mind not to speak.

Seeing the other party's actions like this, Xiaolong just chuckled lightly for himself, and then said leisurely: "You can be said to be the general of the defeated army now, even if you escape and return to the original master's side, I'm afraid that even if you don't receive some punishment, at least you won't be reused, right?"

Although he had made up his mind not to be tempted by Xiaolong anymore, under the stimulation of his heart-wrenching words, the man in white had already made the idea of death, but he couldn't help but show a trace of dejection in the corners of his eyes.

"As the so-called good bird chooses a tree to perch on! Although the little prince is fierce on the surface, to put it bluntly, he is just a clown who wants to covet the national artifact, what future does he have? Do you really plan to go all the way with him to the dark?"

"That little prince is not a good lord, are you just a good master? Don't think that you can win me in three moves and two ways to recruit me, that is pure whimsy!"

In the face of Xiaolong's words, the man in white sneered slightly, and immediately involuntarily ridiculed each other.

Seeing that the other party was still so stubborn in such a desperate situation, how could the mercenaries around him who had already regarded Xiaolong as an idol agree? Immediately, in the midst of their indignation, they had opened the insurance again, and then they did not hesitate to aim at the man in white.

Seeing that the situation had fallen into a stalemate, he didn't expect that Lu Youjiao, who had been silent on the side, suddenly waved his hand to stop his subordinates' rash moves, and then asked him in a cold voice: "You are the eight-armed god and demon Yuwen Ce, right?"

After the words were spoken, the body of the man in white trembled involuntarily, and he glanced at Lu Youjiao opposite with a complicated expression, sighed slightly and let go of his mouth.

"Yu Wence is dead, there is no eight-armed god and demon in the world, and now I am just someone's house slave Ah San!"

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