A Brand-New Move in Action! Little Duan Flying Knife! Never Misses!

White Snake's two feet coiled toward the Murong Brothers' face like real snakes.

No, to be precise, they were more elusive than real snakes, their paths even harder to trace.

At first, the Murong Brothers could still fight them with fierce techniques. To him, those two white socks were like sharp swords in the hands of swordsmanship Grandmasters: elusive, yet deadly.

But by now, he could only defend himself—and even that was leaving his backside exposed. Two sharp smacks rang out as a white sock whipped across his buttocks, making him howl like an opera singer.

Those white socks turned soft, then hard; fast, then slow. They were like the most devious chain swords in the martial world, wielded with godlike skill.

The more they shifted between soft and hard, fast and slow, the more they threw the Murong Brothers off his rhythm.

With a swish, the Murong Brothers overextended a move. One white sock coiled around both his hands like Around-the-Finger Softness. Just as he tried to break free, the other sock came whipping at him, carrying Fang Yutian's scent.

Smack, smack, smack, smack!

In an instant, the Murong Brothers took more than a dozen lashes. He tore his hands free with all his strength, only for another sock to strike and send him spinning away like a top.

By the time he landed, his whole face had swollen into a pig's head.

The Murong Brothers' Green Blade was unmatched. When the socks struck him, Blade Qi covered his face, while his emerald hair offered another layer of protection. Even real blades and swords could scarcely have hurt him.

Yet those white socks had beaten him bloody.

The invincible Young Hero Murong had fallen!

Defeated by a pair of white socks.

So he unleashed his ultimate move with all