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Soaring Eagle Strike was a secret of the Wang family, and it was also the strongest killing move. Eight clones were like eagles soaring in the sky. They were as fast as the wind and as fierce as thunder. They swooped down and launched their strongest attacks at Long Xiao Yun. Eight attacks, wave after wave, each one more violent than the last. Long Xiao Yun was unable to dodge and could only use his strongest defensive stance to withstand the eight attacks.

Wang Zuolin's every attack would cause the onlookers to let out a cry of alarm. Every attack would create a ripple. With every ripple, Long Xiao Yun's defense was weakened.

If it wasn't for Long Xiao Yun having just broken through to the first and sixth levels of cultivation, coupled with the fact that his body's resistance to blows had greatly increased, Long Xiao Yun wouldn't have lasted more than three strikes. Even so, after three slashes, the coiling dragon barrier formed by Long Xiao Yun was full of cracks!

Long Xiao Yun had no other choice but to grit his teeth and persevere. At this time, he couldn't be discouraged in the slightest. 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 Long Xiao Yun's perseverance, but in his eyes, Long Xiao Yun was just struggling for nothing, so he laughed, "However, it's futile, my attacks will be even fiercer. The longer you persevere, the more pain you'll suffer.

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

"Hmph, you asked for it!" Wang Zuolin's eyes narrowed as he sent his fourth, fifth, and sixth clones shooting towards Long Xiao Yun one after the other. The intervals between these three clones were extremely short, and they flew toward Long Xiao Yun almost at the same time.

This kind of attack would allow Long Xiao Yun to withstand three of these attacks in a very short period of time without giving him any chance to recover. Although these three attacks seemed like one attack, they were in fact one attack.

"Bring it on!" Long Xiao Yun shouted. Following that, three attacks arrived at the appointed time. The short distance attacks made it impossible for Long Xiao Yun to block them. The fourth attack had already caused Dragon Roar Yun's blood vessels to surge. The fifth attack had made it impossible for him to repair the defense of the Coiling Dragon Iron Wall, and the sixth attack had destroyed the defense of the Coiling Dragon Iron Wall in one go!

With three consecutive "bang, bang, bang" and a crisp sound of "pa la", Wang Zuolin had completely destroyed Long Xiao Yun's Coiling Dragon Iron Wall. A sweet taste rose up to Long Xiao Yun's mouth, but Long Xiao Yun stubbornly swallowed it back!

Long Xiao Yun fell to one knee, his right hand supported by the Sickle of the God of Death, to prevent his entire body from falling to the ground. In everyone's eyes, this should be the limit of Long Xiao Yun. Being able to withstand Wang Zuolin's six attacks and not falling was already a very rare thing!

"Wang Zuolin, I beg you, please let my little brother Yun go!" No matter what condition you want, I can agree to it! " Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Long Ziyuan kneeled down in front of Wang Zuolin as the young miss of the Long family, begging him to show mercy.

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

"Yes, if you want to let my Junior Brother Yun go, I, Long Ziyuan, will promise you anything!" Long Ziyuan's eyes were filled with tears, but her tone was exceptionally resolute.

"Is that so?" Wang Zuolin looked at Long Ziyuan with ill intentions as a dirty thought immediately sprouted in his mind. "How about this, if you agree to be my concubine, then I might consider it!"

"What, a concubine?" Long Ziyuan was stunned. Although she wasn't the daughter of the family head, but it could be said that in the younger generation of the Long family, she was only second to Long Xiaochuan, and was worthy of being called the Long family's eldest daughter. 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, yet had no status, just like Long Xiao Yun's mother back then. This was an insult to Long Ziyuan as well as an insult to the Long family. If Long Ziyuan really agreed to this matter, the Long family might not be able to raise their head for a long time.

Wang Zuolin's words were not to attack the Long family, but to make Long Ziyuan give up. However, if Long Ziyuan really agreed to it, he had no reason to refuse. With Long Ziyuan's appearance, she was more than enough to be Wang Zuolin's concubine.

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

"Long Ziyuan, are you crazy? How dare you agree to something like that? Do you want my Long family to lose all face? " Long Xiaochuan roared at Long Ziyuan.

"Does our Long family still have any face? You've already thrown it all away! " Long Ziyuan retorted, then 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 did not expect the situation to turn out like this. He did not know how to respond.

"A man must live; he must face the sky and stand on the ground. Even if he dies, he must have a clear conscience!" Long Xiao Yun slowly stood up, and with a resolute look in his eyes, he said, "Elder sister, thank you for your love and care for my younger brother, but men need some dignity. Please don't interfere in this matter. Let me settle my own matters!"

"Brother Yun!" Long Ziyuan wanted to continue, but was stopped by Long Xiao Yun waving 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 strikes, you will definitely be the one to die!" Long Xiao Yun said arrogantly. At least in the eyes of others, Long Xiao Yun was just bragging!

"You, hahahahaha!" Wang Zuolin could not help but laugh until tears were almost flowing out of his eyes. He pointed at Long Xiao Yun and said, "Long Xiao Yun, are you crazy? If I didn't show mercy to me, you would have been a corpse long time ago."

Long Xiao Yun did not pay attention to Wang Zuolin's mockery. He placed the Sickle of the God of Death horizontally in front of him, posed himself, and waited for Wang Zuolin to say, "Yes or no, you try it, and you will know. I just want to know if you can kill me or not!"

"Arrogant!" Eagle Sky Strike! " Wang Zuolin roared as another doppelganger rushed towards the dragon's roar. This strike was more powerful than any previous strikes. The Dragon Roar was no longer able to form a barrier and could only rely on the Sickle of the God of Death to block it.

"Clang!" Wang Zuolin's avatar attack landed right on Long Xiao Yun's Sickle of the God of Death. The powerful impact sent the Dragon Roar flying once again. A bloody arrow followed the fall of the dragon roar and drew a bewitching red arc in the air.

The entire audience instantly quieted down. Had Long Xiao Yun really lost?