"This is forcing me to use all my strength!"

Looking at Fengming Mountain, nearly a hundred young talents who were angry rushed towards him together.

Tang Yi sighed very poorly: "Although it is just a group of ants, but there are too many ants, they can still bite the elephant to death, it seems that I have to be serious and use all my strength!"

Being able to participate in Fengming Mountain, the group of heroes held by the little marquis, is naturally a young leader of all sects, the worst in strength, and also the sixth spirit and seven spirit primordial infants, but when they fall into Tang Yi's mouth, they have become ants, and these young talents are naturally angry.

"Little devil, too rampant!"

"Dare to say that we are ants, kill!"

"Kill, hack this demon to death!"

......

These nearly 100 young talents suddenly killed everywhere, and all of them used killer tricks.

I saw that above the sky, magic weapons and magical powers were overwhelming, and they smashed towards Tang Yi.

There are many magic weapons, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, all of them.

Divine powers are also varied, and all over the sky are magical spells that exude various colors of luster.

These spells and magic weapons looked huge, but Tang Yi seemed unimpressed.

Bang!

I saw Tang Yi exert all his strength, and slapped a palm forward, with strong strength, directly compressing the air in front of him into a dense palm wind in an instant, directly colliding with the group of spell supernatural powers.

Bang!bang......

Tang Yi's palm wind was like a solid city wall, and those spells and magical powers hit it, immediately making a dull crashing sound, and then turned into nothingness.

At the same time, I saw Tang Yi's other hand, summoning the sword of the martial soul and swinging it violently.

Swish!

The sword qi was like a dragon, and the thousand-zhang long sword qi slashed directly towards the mass of various magic weapons.

Knock! knock.......

The magic weapon that can be used by these young talents is at least the treasure of the primordial infant, but when it collides with Tang Yi's earth-shattering sword qi, these various kinds of primordial treasures immediately exploded and turned into piles of scrap copper and rotten iron.

"This ......"

Seeing Tang Yi, with two strokes, one palm and one sword, he broke all the magic weapons and magical powers of the nearly 100 young talents, and the nearly 100 young talents were suddenly stunned one by one, and they couldn't believe it at all.

"Isn't this little devil just a mere Erling Yuan Baby?"

"This, where is this Erling Yuan Infant, even if it is a strong person in the Yuan Shen Realm, it is impossible for so many of us to be beaten so easily!"

......

These so-called young talents, how do they know that Tang Yi's Prajna Palm is that with the improvement of the cultivator's strength realm, the power of the Prajna Palm will also increase.

As for the earth-shattering sword qi of the Martial Soul Sword, it naturally increased dramatically with the improvement of Tang Yi's mana realm.

Tang Yi Originally, the Spirit Platform of Thunder was comparable to the Eight Spirit Yuan Infant.

Although the Huangquan Lingtai condensed now has just been born, it is the strength realm of Tang Yi, which is infinitely close to the strength of the Nine Spirits Yuanying.

Nine Spirit Yuan Infant, what kind of existence is that, that is the height that can only be reached by the Chosen Son who has cultivated the Emperor-level exercises.

Of course, between the Eight Spirits and the Nine Spirits Yuan Infant, it is far from being as simple as an Eight Spirit Spirit Platform and a One Spirit Spirit Platform, and it is estimated that Tang Yi needs to condense at least three or four Spirit Platforms equivalent to the Eight Spirits in order to be comparable to the Nine Spirit Yuan Infants.

Because of the eight spirits to the nine spirits, it is the process of quantitative change leading to qualitative change.

Every cultivator who can condense the nine spirits represents that he is qualified to become an Immortal Emperor in the future, which is the so-called Chosen Son.

For the Nine Spirits Yuan Infant, it is enough to cross a large realm, and the ordinary Yuan Shen Realm powerhouse is not the opponent of these Chosen Sons at all.

And Tang Yi is still a long way from the Nine Spirits Yuan Infant at this moment, so for the little Hou Ye who has reached the Yuan Shen Realm, and Sun Wushuang, Tang Yi has to be more careful.

After all, with the two Yuan Shen Realm powerhouses joining forces, Tang Yi would not be able to take it lightly.

"Kill!"

Sun Wushuang held a spear in his hand, and his mana was surging, and he attacked Tang Yi directly.

On the other side, the little marquis held Fang Tian's halberd in his hand, and he didn't say a word, but he had a murderous look on his face, and slashed directly at Tang Yi.

Facing the murderous little Hou Ye, Tang Yi flashed his figure, dodged, and attacked Sun Wushuang with all his might.

Sun Wushuang had just broken through the Yuan Shen Realm, and his strength was unstable, so Tang Yi would definitely deal with him first.

However, at this moment, Han Xiaosheng on the side saw through Tang Yi's plan at a glance, and immediately bewitched: "Don't be stunned, let's go together, although the strength of this little devil is strong, but now there are Senior Brother Sun and Little Hou Ye, the two powerhouses of the Yuan God Realm are here, and we will definitely be able to kill this demon together!"

Before the words fell, Han Xiaosheng didn't care about what the others thought, and suddenly came over to Tang Yi to kill the general, joined forces with Sun Wushuang and the little marquis, and instantly became a mess with Tang Yi.

Originally, Tang Yi was in a bit of a dilemma when he dealt with the two Yuan Shen Realm powerhouses alone, but at this time, Han Xiaosheng joined, and Tang Yi suddenly became under great pressure.

Among the present, in addition to Sun Wushuang and Xiao Hou Ye, the two powerhouses of the Yuan God Realm, Han Xiaosheng and Hua Wuyan were the strongest.

However, although Han Xiaosheng joined the battle group, Hua Wuyan on the side did not step forward, but looked at Tang Yi meaningfully, stepped on the flowers, turned around and left.

Seeing that Hua Wuyan not only did not join the battle group, but turned around and left, those young talents who had been bewitched by Han Xiaosheng before did not dare to rush forward now.

Seeing that Tang Yi and the three masters were inseparable, but as a new force, a group of young talents did not dare to step forward to help, Qu Yun'er was suddenly anxious.

If Tang Yi is allowed to defeat the three masters, and the remaining young talents are left, I am afraid that they will immediately flee from the wind, but Qu Yun'er knows that she is afraid that she will definitely die.

"Humph!"

I saw Qu Yun'er snort coldly, and said with contempt for the group of young talents: "Now this little devil is rampant, and the three masters are fighting for us, I can't imagine that you young talents, but none of them dare to come forward to help, they are simply not worthy of being men!"

Qu Yun'er immediately despised them, held the guqin in her hand, and said to the three masters: "Three, little sister is here to help you!"

Clang!

I saw Qu Yun'er holding the guqin in her hand, came to the side of the battle group, lightly buttoned the strings with her ten fingers, and immediately made a sound of the piano.

This sound of the piano is extremely strange, others hear it, there is nothing, only it falls in Tang Yi's ears, but he finds that this sound seems to be trying to imperceptibly affect his mind.

"Demon girl, you dare to mess with my mind!"

The sound of this qin was originally moisturizing and silent, and it was difficult for ordinary cultivators to detect it, but Tang Yi had been enchanted before, but he was extremely sensitive to cholera's mind, and his face suddenly sank, and he forced back the little marquis with a sword, and killed Qu Yun'er.

(End of chapter)