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Long Xiao Yun purposely revealed his weak point because he wanted Wang Zuolin to get close enough to him so that he could guarantee 100% success in his fear of the ghost. Because of this, he took his own life. Although it was dangerous, he had made the right bet.

Ghost Fear was the killer Black Scythe's strongest killing move. It was a magic treasure that allowed the weak to defeat the strong. However, if he wanted to use the black sickle as freely as he had, and if he wanted to cover a large area, with Long Xiao Yun's current strength, he wouldn't be able to do it.

Therefore, Long Xiao Yun could only lure Wang Zuolin, get close enough to him, and guarantee that he would be safe.

Sure enough, once the spirit showed its fear, even though Wang Zuolin's cultivation base was two small realms higher than Long Xiao Yun, he was still unable to withstand the power of the soul attack. Physical attacks could be used by anyone for defense, but soul attacks were hard to defend against. Wang Zuolin quickly fell into a situation where he couldn't free himself from.

"Don't come over, scram!" Wang Zuolin was like a lunatic, constantly waving his fists, in a desperate state. In his eyes, he was facing countless evil spirits, but in the eyes of others, Wang Zuolin was just a madman.

"Not good, my cousin must have been hit by Long Xiao Yun's evil technique!" Long Xiao Chuan paled. He thought that Long Xiao Yun's spirit would only be effective against a person with a low cultivation base like him, but he didn't think that it would be effective against someone two small realms higher than him like Wang Zuolin. Furthermore, Wang Zuolin had held the advantage previously, so Long Xiao Chuan forgot to remind Long Xiao Yun of this move.

"Demonic art?" The crowd immediately burst into an uproar again. The unorthodox ways of the sects had always been disregarded by many of the famous upright sects. Therefore, when everyone heard that Long Xiao Yun was using an evil technique, they all criticized him for being improper.

"Evil Techniques, what are Evil Techniques? What right do you have to say that I used an evil technique? " Long Xiao Yun's face was pale. Holding the sharp sword at his chest, he said coldly, "This is a life and death battle arena. Fight with your life on the line, as long as you can win against your opponent, what method do you have that cannot be used? There's no regulation in the Eastern Continent that a life and death challenge must use any move, right? "

Long Xiao Yun's words shocked everyone. Although everyone despised the evil arts, no one else but Long Xiao Yun knew whether or not the ghost was afraid of the evil arts. Besides, the life and death challenge did not explicitly state that one was not allowed to use evil arts. As a result, after a round of scolding, everyone quickly turned silent.

Wang Zuolin's mental pressure increased. At the beginning, he could still resist, but as the power of the ghost's fear increased, his soul was already riddled with holes. At this moment, his face was deathly pale and he was covered in sweat. His entire body was twitching and trembling, and it could be said that he had lost all ability to fight.

At this time, if Long Xiao Yun really wanted to kill him, he wouldn't have anything to resist. Long Xiao Yun had been waiting for this chance. He let out a loud roar, quickly unsheathing the sharp sword in his chest. The intense pain nearly made him lose his balance. He staggered a few times, but Long Xiao Yun still tenaciously stood there.

Long Xiao Yun walked up to the completely helpless Wang Zuolin and mocked him: "Wang Zuolin, didn't you say I'm dead for sure? Do you still think so? " With that, Long Xiao Yun kicked Wang Zuolin's head, sending him flying ten feet away!

This kick immediately sent everyone's heart flying with Wang Zuolin. No one would have thought that Wang Zuolin was the one who held the absolute advantage just now, but it was only a matter of time before the reversal occurred.

Wang Zuolin was already confused, but after being kicked, he became even more dizzy. Long Xiao Yun was not a merciful person. He followed up with another kick, followed by two kicks and three kicks. He kicked Wang Zuolin eight times until he turned into a dead dog before he stopped in satisfaction.

"This is what you gave me earlier, I'll return it to you now!" Long Xiao Yun roared at Wang Zuolin. At this moment, all the grievances and grievances from the humiliation were released, and Long Xiao Yun felt extremely carefree. Especially when he saw Long Xiao Chuan's dead face, Long Xiao Yun didn't forget to smile sinisterly at him.

Long Xiaochuan shivered, and cold sweat began to trickle down his forehead. In this situation, even if Long Xiaochuan were beaten to death, he would never have thought that once Wang Zuolin was killed by Long Xiao Yun, would his next target be him? Thinking of this, Long Xiao Chuan became even more flustered. He had to stop Long Xiao Yun, at least he had to protect Wang Chaolin's life. Otherwise, even if Long Xiao Yun didn't take him, the Wang family would blame Wang Chaolin's death on him.

"Long Biao, stop Long Xiao Yun! You can't let him kill my cousin!" Long Xiaochuan ordered Long Biao.

However, Long Biao did not carry out the order. He cupped his fists and refused, "I'm sorry young master, the life and death challenge is not over. No one has the right to interfere. This is the rule of the entire Eastern Continent.

"Long Biao, you …" Long Xiaochuan didn't think that Long Biao would dare to publicly disobey his orders. However, under the gaze of everyone present, Long Biao's words were very reasonable, especially when Long Ziyuan wanted to come forward and stop him. Long Xiao Chuan had interfered in every way possible, and Long Biao had even personally knocked out Long Ziyuan. Therefore, Long Biao had every reason to not carry out Long Xiao Chuan's orders, and Long Xiao Chuan had no other choice!

Long Xiao Yun turned around and looked at Long Biao, his mother's murderer. Suddenly, he felt that he was not a traitor or an evil person. At the very least, in this life and death battle, he had first reminded himself not to fight, and now he had refused to carry out Long Xiaochuan's orders. If, one day, his cultivation could take revenge on Long Biao, should he make a move or not?

"Brother Yun, Brother Yun!" Long Ziyuan, who had just woken up, immediately ran out of the tent. However, what he saw greatly surprised her. Although Long Xiao Yun's entire body was covered in blood, he was still Wang Zuolin on the ground. This meant that during the period of time she was unconscious, the plot had been reversed.

"What the hell is going on?" Long Ziyuan wasn't completely awake to begin with, so she was even more confused.

Long Xiao Yun waved at Long Ziyuan and shouted, "Big sister, little brother said that I will be the final winner. Now, I will chop off Wang Zuolin's head right in front of you!"

With that, Long Xiao Yun raised the Sickle of the God of Death high up in the sky. As long as he placed his hand on the scythe, Wang Zuolin's head would definitely fall to the ground.

"Stop!" A roar that was filled with vigor caused everyone present to tremble. A middle-aged man wearing a green robe jumped out from the crowd and arrived in front of everyone. He said in a tone of discussion: "Young Master Long, would you mind giving me some face and let my young master go?"