The young monk felt so regretful at this time that he regretted why he listened to Li Zhao's nonsense. The changes of Tang Xiaotian's skills and attacks and defenses were ineffective, the close attacks could defeat Tang Xiaotian, and the Tang Xiaotian could fight, all of these were useless.

It's bullshit, smelly bullshit. He felt that he must have offended Li Zhao at some point, otherwise he wouldn't lie to himself by telling lies like this.

It is said that Tang Xiaotian is not good at melee combat, but now this guy is suppressing him to fight. He can't attack and defend, but this guy is a thief with every sword and sword, and there is no sense of jerkiness at all. As for Tang Xiaotian

It's true that his skills are good at changing. He didn't even realize what was going on, and his opponents inexplicably became two.

At first, he thought that one of the two figures was fake, but after being beaten for a while, he suddenly discovered that both Tang Xiaotians were real. There was no such thing as true or false, both Tang Xiaotians really existed, and

There is actually no difference in strength between the two. At least in terms of breath, both of them are in the late stage of Qi Condensation.

Tang Xiaotian's thoughts were still ringing in his ears, and the young man wanted to stop him several times. But what was a little helpless was that he couldn't do it at the moment. He really couldn't do it now, because at this time, all he had to do was open his mouth.

The blood would spurt out directly. The young man had just been kicked by Tang Xiaotian and vomited blood. The young man had no time to react. But this time he couldn't stop spurting blood because his internal organs had been injured by Tang Xiaotian due to his continuous defense.

Fortunately, the young man was a monk in the late stage of Qi Condensation and kept nourishing his injured internal organs with spiritual power during the battle. Otherwise, if it had been someone with a weaker cultivation level, he would have been cold by now.

"Tell me, tell me, you were talking like a lark before, why are you mute now?"

"That's right. Say a few more words and listen?"

The two Tang Xiaotians were talking to each other, just like singing a double act, chattering in the young man's ears non-stop.

The young man felt like he was facing hundreds of ducks, and he was almost bored to death. He tried several times to get rid of Tang Xiaotian by relying on the Shadow Sect's escape technique, but the other party knew this escape technique too well, and unexpectedly

It didn't give him the slightest chance to escape.

"The damn guy keeps nagging. It's really annoying. I have to find an opportunity to shut this guy up completely!"

While the young man resisted Tang Xiaotian's continuous attacks, he felt so cursed in his heart.

Looking for a chance means that there is no chance now. So everything he complained about is just a thought now.

As time gradually passed, the young man became more and more anxious. At this time, Tang Xiaotian was difficult for him to deal with. If Tang Xiaotian's other companions came to find him, what good fruits would he get?

"Damn it! Who is not good at melee combat? Why do I think it's me? Where did I start to gradually fall into this embarrassing situation?"

During the battle, the young man was also reflecting on himself, but no matter what he thought, he never found out where he had made a mistake.

In fact, the reason is very simple. It’s just that the young man is in the middle of the game and doesn’t know the game. As the saying goes, the young monk’s combat experience is still not as good as Tang Xiaotian’s. When his double thorns were caught, he chose to withdraw and retreat.

It's not that he is stunned, I believe he will not be in this situation.

Tang Xiaotian had experienced many battles and instantly saw the young man's flaw. Then he pursued the young man and attacked non-stop, gaining the upper hand now.

As the saying goes, if you talk too much, you will miss something, and if you keep too much, you will miss something. His heart was full of depression and anxiety. After defending for a long time, the young man finally found a flaw. But this small flaw can only make his situation more difficult at most.

, without letting him fail in the battle.

Tang Xiaotian saw the flaw in the young man's defense and subconsciously attacked the flaw in his defense. But the moment before the guy took action, he abruptly changed his moves and ignored the young man's flaw.

It is simple common sense to attack the enemy's weaknesses during battle. Tang Xiaotian did not choose to do this, which actually made sense. Because he could not judge whether the opponent's weaknesses were deliberately sold or exposed unintentionally. He was defeated by his opponent.

This is not surprising at all given the vulnerability of deliberately selling leaks.

Often when one's own side has the advantage in a battle, it is easy to attack the opponent's weaknesses without thinking. The result of a hasty attack is likely to fall into the opponent's trap. People are most likely to lose their minds when their emotions change, especially when

It is easier to enter this situation when you are proud. When you think everything is going very smoothly, maybe you are stepping into a fatal trap at this time.

It was a very hard thing to resist the opponent's weaknesses and not attack. But Tang Xiaotian turned this hard work into motivation, and attacked the young man with more swift attacks. Tang Xiaotian's behavior was partly to vent his emotions, and partly to vent his emotions.

One reason is to test young people with intensive attacks.

The young monk felt extremely uncomfortable at this time. After some defense, he had just adapted to Tang Xiaotian's attack rhythm. Unexpectedly, the opponent accelerated the attack rhythm again. It would have taken a few breaths for him to get away from Tang Xiaotian's entanglement.

But Tang Xiaotian caught off guard and accelerated the pace, which made him fall into a passive rhythm again.

"Damn it! Why is this guy getting stronger and stronger? It shouldn't be. Isn't this guy from the Rogue Cultivator Alliance? How can he get stronger as he fights like the monks from the Tianlong Sect!"

Gritting his teeth, the young monk thought this in his mind while resisting the attack.

He didn't wonder about this question for long, because Tang Xiaotian gave him the answer while nagging.

"What's wrong? No strength? I haven't exerted any strength yet, and you're going to die?"

"That's right, I thought it was so amazing, but why does it get slower and slower the more you play?"

The young monk understood what was going on. His feelings were not that the other party was gradually getting stronger, but that he was gradually getting weaker. Thinking of this, he felt like vomiting blood again. As a monk in the late stage of Qi Condensation, he had once been treated like this.

Hit with pressure?

The young monk gritted his teeth and stared at the other person. If his gaze could kill, I believe Tang Xiaotian would have died countless times by now. But unfortunately, if his gaze wanted to kill someone, it seemed that he was unable to do so at his level.

"Damn it! You shouldn't be competing with him on melee abilities, you should be competing with him on spells. If you had used the Blood Flame Soul Absorbing Technique with all your strength before, the opponent probably wouldn't have known how he died!"

Thinking of this, the young man felt deep regret in his heart.

Not about you, but about things. The young monk was thinking about some things during the battle, even when he was at a disadvantage in the battle. Compared to the young man, Tang Xiaotian's thoughts were much simpler.

He has nothing else on his mind now and is only thinking about fighting.

One side is concentrating on the other side, while the other side is thinking about some messy things. The attitude towards things alone is enough to make a difference.

The young man was still unaware of the flaws in his own defense. After constant testing, Tang Xiaotian confirmed that the opponent's flaws were not deliberately exposed. During the process of constant testing, Tang Xiaotian also found that the flaws exposed by the opponent were gradually increasing and becoming more and more obvious.

Seeing this, Tang Xiaotian vaguely felt that his opportunity to win was about to come.

Sure enough, under Tang Xiaotian's violent offensive, it became increasingly difficult for the young man to defend. Tang Xiaotian's mind changed, and the rain-like attack suddenly stopped. The young man was exhausted and could not keep up with Tang Xiaotian's rhythm.

After the double thorns were parried, the young man roared in his heart.

"not good!"

That's right, something that young people think is bad will happen the next moment.

Seizing the gap where the young man made a defensive mistake, Tang Xiaotian's two figures flashed with ink light, and the two figures instantly merged into one. At the same time, a sword light and a sword shadow crossed into a cross, and they slashed at the young man without hesitation.

The black brilliance flashed away, and Tang Xiaotian's figure appeared behind the young man with his back turned. At this time, the light of the sword happened to slash through the young man. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, or it could be said that both of them had stopped.

The sound of the magic weapon being handed over disappeared, and the sound of the rolling seawater reached the ears of the two of them again. It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed that only a moment had passed. Tang Xiaotian slowly turned around. He looked at the young man's back, his face

Put on a happy smile.

"Haha! I won!"

As he finished speaking, the young man with his back turned staggered, and two flowers of blood suddenly burst out on his chest. Two wounds, one foot long, crossed into a cross, from his shoulders to his ribs.

.If Tang Xiaotian hadn't controlled his strength, the young man would have been divided into four halves by now.

Turning around tremblingly, the young man looked at Tang Xiaotian with disbelief. He raised a trembling hand and pointed at Tang Xiaotian somewhat erratically.

"You...wow..."

Just saying the word "you" made the young man spit out a mouthful of blood.

He had been injured before, and it was already hard for him to endure a mouthful of blood. This time Tang Xiaotian's blow made him even worse, and he finally couldn't help spitting out the mouthful of blood.

"What are you?"

Looking at the other party with a smile, Tang Xiaotian's tone was full of pride.

Anger, humiliation, unwillingness, and regret were all mixed up in the young man's heart. For a moment, he pointed at Tang Xiaotian and didn't know what to say.

Seeing the situation of the other party, Tang Xiaotian had already confirmed that he could not escape from the palm of his hand, so he looked in one direction and shouted softly.

"Hey! Come out, everyone, I've caught this guy!"

When the young man heard this, his whole body couldn't help but tremble violently. He subconsciously looked in the direction where Tang Xiaotian was looking, and saw a group of seven people appearing in his eyes. Who else could it be if it wasn't Xu Chenglin and his group?

"You...you..."

He glared angrily at Xu Chenglin, Chen Zha and others, and then glared angrily at Tang Xiaotian. The young man's chest began to beat violently. At this time, he wanted to curse you for being shameless, but he couldn't say this at this time.

The violent beating in his chest directly affected the wound on his chest. The young man looked at you for a long time, but he didn't say anything.

"You, you, you, what are you? Your uncle's?"

Seeing this situation, Tang Xiaotian seemed to be kind-hearted and said something for the other party.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the young man gasped and fainted.

"Hey! Who is this guy? He gets dizzy when he says it."
Chapter completed!