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The wonderful showdown between Wang Zuolin and Loong Xiaoyun finally started. The dazzling scene of offense and defense made the audience feel extremely satisfied. Although it was just a battle between two teenagers, their brilliance was no less than an adult's.

This was because this was a life and death challenge. The victor would live, and the loser would die. They had to use all of their strength, and they couldn't be careless in the slightest.

Loong Xiaoyun opened and closed his mouth, allowing the black Death Scythe to dance vigorously. Although it carried a strange aura, it did not affect the beauty of the entire place, like a black dragon swimming in the wind, making people feel dizzy; Wang Zuolin was graceful, swift, and silver, his silver sword danced tight without wind, his moves were beautiful and beautiful, but it revealed his killing intent everywhere, just like a hawk soaring in the sky, mighty and domineering.

After a round of wandering, both of them used their full strength. However, from the result, Wang Zuolin still had the absolute advantage. Loong Xiaoyun was already covered with wounds, and his robes were already dyed red with blood. Wang Zuolin was still as clean and dignified as before. It could be seen that Wang Zuolin was even stronger than Loong Xiaoyun in both skill and skill.

If nothing special had happened, the result of this match would have been decided long ago.

"Younger Brother Yun, stop fighting. You can't beat him! Let's concede! " Loong Ziyuan shouted anxiously from the sidelines, hoping that Loong Xiaoyun would listen to her advice and give up on this meaningless competition.

"Admit defeat?" So what if he admitted defeat? "Loong Xiaochuan wanted Loong Xiaoyun's life, and it was not as simple as Loong Xiaoyun admitting defeat, so he immediately took out the Life and Death Contract that both sides signed and pledged, showed it to everyone, and loudly announced:" Everyone look, this is a Life and Death Contract, Loong Xiaoyun signed it, life and death battles never ends, even if you admit defeat, it depends on whether the other side allows it or not! This is a rule that is common to all Eastern Continent, don't you know? "

"Loong Xiaochuan, shut up!" Loong Ziyuan flew into a rage, pointed at Loong Xiaochuan's nose and cursed, "You and Younger Brother Yun are blood brothers, do you really want him to die that much? Is your heart made of stone? "

Being criticized by Loong Ziyuan in such a way, Loong Xiaochuan was also speechless, and everyone started to point at him. At the beginning, there were many people who did not know about the true relationship between Loong Xiaoyun and Loong Xiaochuan. When they found out that they were brothers by blood, everyone felt that Loong Xiaochuan was not a good person and actually wanted their brother to die.

"What are you arguing about? My dad only has one son, and he's just a bastard! Why should I care about him!?" Loong Xiaochuan insisted, "Faith is the first thing on the entire Eastern Continent. Since Loong Xiaoyun has signed it, then we must follow the rules. Even if we are blood brothers, we cannot break the rules! Do you have any objections? "

However, when it came to faith, everyone was speechless. Rules were rules. If Wang Zuolin was unwilling to accept Loong Xiaoyun's surrender and wanted his life, then no one could say anything.

The noise outside the stage was intense, and the atmosphere inside the stage was filled with the smell of gunpowder. Wang Zuolin thought he had won for sure, so he provoked Loong Xiaoyun once again, "Smelly brat, you've already lost. If you keep fighting, it will be a waste of energy, why not be generous and surrender, I can leave you with an intact corpse. If you swear to follow and be loyal to me for your whole life, I might consider not killing you!"

When Loong Xiaochuan heard this, he became anxious. He quickly shouted at Wang Zuolin, "Cousin, you can't be merciful. Don't forget, you charged me 50 gold!"

Loong Xiaochuan's words immediately set off a huge uproar. In a moment of desperation, this idiot actually said what he shouldn't have said. Everyone was wondering why Wang Zuolin and Loong Xiaoyun had never met and why they were fighting to the death the moment they met, it was all because of Loong Xiaochuan.

This time, not only was Loong Xiaochuan disgraced, but even Wang Zuolin felt disgraced. He shouted at Loong Xiaochuan, "Xiaochuan, did you fall asleep last night? When did I get any gold from you?"

"Ah, yes yes yes, I have made a mistake, my cousin did not take a cent of my money!" Loong Xiaochuan was too weak to explain anything now. Who would believe him?

"So that's how it is?" Loong Xiaoyun laughed coldly, "I had thought that the young master of Wang Family was a hero, but who would have thought that he would be reduced to accepting money to kill people. If this matter were to spread, would your Wang Family still have the face to meet anyone?!"

"You!" Wang Zuolin was choked by Loong Xiaoyun's words, but when he turned around and saw Loong Xiaochuan evading his gaze, he became even more upset. He urgently needed to find an outlet to vent his anger, it was impossible to give up the duel. Since the matter had already been exposed, there was no other way to avoid it, so Wang Zuolin steeled his heart, pointed his sword at Loong Xiaoyun and roared: "Loong Xiaoyun, there's no turning back now. This is a life and death challenge, just accept your fate!"

"Eagle-striking of Heaven!" Wang Zuolin didn't want to delay any longer. He leaped high into the air with a body as light as a swallow, transforming into eight identical figures in the air and encircling Loong Xiaoyun from eight different directions.

"The Eagle-striking of Heaven, this is an absolute art of the Wang Family! "Infinite power!" Those who had seen much of the world couldn't help but sigh.

"I heard that this Eagle-striking of Heaven is not something an ordinary Wang Family disciple can learn. Only a direct descendant can obtain the true inheritance!"

"Of course. Don't think that those eight shadows are just illusions. They are clones. If all eight of them attack at the same time, it's as though all eight of them are attacking the same target from different angles. That's amazing!"

"I heard that the founder of Wang Family back then relied on this move to stand still in his Yancheng, which is why he has today's Wang Family!"

"Doesn't that mean Loong Xiaoyun is dead for sure!"

Loong Xiaoyun did not dare to be negligent, as the Eagle-striking of Heaven seemed to be even more exquisite than the Loong Family! The Dragon-soaring of Nine Heavens was a face-to-face strike, but the Eagle-striking of Heaven was a face-to-face strike.

Facing the eight identical Wang Zuolin, Loong Xiaoyun could only passively defend. However, as to whether he could defend against them, Loong Xiaoyun had no idea. All he could do was use all of his strength to defend!

"Dragon-coiling Iron Wall!" Loong Xiaoyun activated Loong Family's strongest defensive move, waiting for Wang Zuolin's storm-like attack.

"Eagle-striking of Heaven!" Wang Zuolin shouted again. That avatar was like an arrow that left the bow as it flew down. Every time the clones attacked Loong Xiaoyun, a ripple would appear. It was the mutual consumption of the Eagle-striking of Heaven and the Dragon-coiling Iron Wall.

One sword, two sword, three sword. Wang Zuolin's sword was stronger than the other. Loong Xiaoyun's situation was in a precarious situation. The protective screen formed by the Dragon-coiling Iron Wall was being worn down bit by bit.