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The Eagle-striking of Heaven was a secret that was not passed down in the Wang Family, and it was even the strongest killing move. The eight clones were like eagles soaring in the sky. They were as fast as the wind and as fierce as thunder. They dove down towards Loong Xiaoyun and launched their strongest attack. Eight attacks, wave after wave. Each attack was more violent than the last. Loong Xiaoyun could not dodge and could only use his strongest defensive posture to withstand the eight attacks.

Every attack from Wang Zuolin would cause the surrounding crowd to let out a cry of alarm. Every attack would create a ripple. After each ripple dissipated, Loong Xiaoyun's defense weakened by a bit.

If Loong Xiaoyun hadn't just reached the first, sixth and sixth stage, coupled with the fact that his body's resistance to blows had also increased greatly, Loong Xiaoyun probably wouldn't even be able to withstand three strikes from the sword. Even so, after three strikes, the Dragon-coiling Iron Wall barrier that Loong Xiaoyun created was full of cracks!

Loong Xiaoyun had no other choice but to grit his teeth and persevere. At this time, he couldn't be discouraged at all. As long as he gave up, he would be pierced by Wang Zuolin at any time.

"Good, very good! actually was able to take three of my strikes without taking a single step back! " Wang Zuolin admired Loong Xiaoyun's perseverance, but in his eyes, Loong Xiaoyun's struggle was meaningless, so he smiled and said, "However, it's futile. My attacks will be more violent, and the longer you endure, the more pain you'll suffer. Loong Xiaoyun, are you ready?"

"Cut the crap, I, your grandpa haven't said anything yet. If you have the ability, then use it! " Loong Xiaoyun shouted stubbornly.

"Hmph, you asked for it!" Wang Zuolin narrowed his eyes. Then, the fourth, fifth, and sixth clones pierced towards Loong Xiaoyun. The intervals between these three clones were extremely short. They flew towards Loong Xiaoyun almost at the same time.

This kind of attack could make Loong Xiaoyun take three attacks in a short amount of time without giving him any chance to recover. It seemed like three attacks, but in reality, it was just one attack.

"Bring it on!" Loong Xiaoyun shouted. Following which, the three attacks arrived at the appointed time. The short distance attacks made it impossible for Loong Xiaoyun to defend against them. The fourth attack already made Loong Xiaoyun's blood boil. The fifth attack made it impossible for him to repair the Dragon-coiling Iron Wall's defense. The sixth attack also broke through the Dragon-coiling Iron Wall's defense!

Bang, bang, bang. There were three consecutive loud sounds, and in addition to a crisp "pa la" sound, Loong Xiaoyun's Dragon-coiling Iron Wall was completely destroyed by Wang Zuolin. A mouthful of sweet taste surged to Loong Xiaoyun's mouth, but Loong Xiaoyun stubbornly swallowed the mouthful of blood!

Loong Xiaoyun knelt on one knee with his right hand supported by the Death Scythe, to prevent himself from falling to the ground. In the eyes of the crowd, this should be Loong Xiaoyun's limit. Being able to withstand Wang Zuolin's six attacks and not falling down was already a very rare thing!

"Wang Zuolin, I beg of you, please let me go!" No matter what condition you want, I can agree to it! " Under the eyes of everyone, Loong Ziyuan, as the big Miss of Loong Family, knelt down towards Wang Zuolin, begging him to show mercy.

"Oh, anything is fine?" Wang Zuolin seemed to be interested, especially when he saw Loong Ziyuan's peerlessly beautiful face. His heart suddenly wavered a little.

"Yes, if you want to let me go, I can promise you anything!" Tears welled up in Loong Ziyuan's eyes as she spoke with determination.

"Is that so?" Wang Zuolin looked at Loong Ziyuan with ill intentions and immediately had a dirty thought, "How about this, if you agree to be my concubine, I might consider it!"

"What, a concubine?" Loong Ziyuan was instantly stupefied. Although she was not the daughter of the Patriarch, she could still be said to be second only to Loong Xiaochuan in the Loong Family younger generation, and was undoubtedly the great Young Miss of Loong Family. With her background and status, even if she couldn't join a Wealthy Class family, she could still find a suitable family.

A concubine, as the name implies, was a lowly person who was dedicated to playing and had no status. It was just like how Loong Xiaoyun's mother was back then. This was an insult to Loong Ziyuan and even more so to her Loong Family. If Loong Ziyuan really agreed to this, her Loong Family would not be able to raise her head for a long time.

Wang Zuolin didn't say this to strike at Loong Family, but to make Loong Ziyuan give up. However, if Loong Ziyuan really agreed, there was no reason for him to refuse. With Loong Ziyuan's looks, she was more than enough to be Wang Zuolin's concubine.

"Fine, I promise you, but please keep your promise!" Loong Ziyuan gritted her teeth as she answered with great difficulty.

"Loong Ziyuan, are you crazy? How dare you agree to something like this? Do you want to make my Loong Family lose all face? " Loong Xiaochuan roared at Loong Ziyuan.

"Do we still have any face for Loong Family? You've already thrown it all away! " Loong Ziyuan retorted. Then, she turned to Wang Zuolin and said, "Wang Zuolin, do you mean what you say?"

"Ah, this …" It was Wang Zuolin's turn to be troubled. He didn't expect the situation to turn out like this. He didn't know how to reply.

"A man must live; he must face the sky and stand on the ground. Even if he dies, he must have a clear conscience!" Loong Xiaoyun stood up slowly and said firmly, "Sister, thank you for your love and care for my brother, but men need dignity. Please don't interfere in this matter. I will solve my own problem!"

"Younger Brother Yun!" Loong Ziyuan wanted to say something, but was stopped by Loong Xiaoyun with a wave of his hand.

"Wang Zuolin, I admit that you are very strong. You still have two sword strikes. If you can't kill me with these two sword strikes, you will definitely die!" Loong Xiaoyun said arrogantly. At least in the eyes of others, Loong Xiaoyun was bragging!

"You, hahahahaha!" Wang Zuolin couldn't help but laugh until tears were almost flowing out of his eyes. He pointed at Loong Xiaoyun and said, "Loong Xiaoyun, are you crazy? If I didn't show mercy to me, you would have already been a corpse. How dare you spout nonsense?"

Loong Xiaoyun ignored Wang Zuolin's mockery and placed the Death Scythe horizontally in front of him. He waited for Wang Zuolin to say: "Yes, yes, you try and see. I just want to know if you can kill me or not!"

"Arrogant!" Eagle-striking of Heaven! " Wang Zuolin yelled, and another doppelganger attacked Loong Xiaoyun. This strike was more powerful than any previous strikes. Loong Xiaoyun was already unable to form a barrier, and could only rely on the Death Scythe to block it.

"Clang!" Wang Zuolin's doppelganger attack landed on Loong Xiaoyun's Death Scythe. The strong impact sent Wu Tie flying again. A blood arrow flew along with Wu Tie's falling body, drawing a beautiful red arc in the air.

The entire audience instantly quieted down. Loong Xiaoyun, did he really lose?