"Damn! Elder Wu's disciple, Fa Tongtian is proficient in magic powers, but when he competed with Tang Yi for magic powers, he was still defeated by Tang Yi, and was directly hit by Tang Yi with magic powers and knocked out of the ring!"

"It's not good! The disciples under the name of the elder of the array, the array is endless, and ten magic arrays are placed in a row, but they are easily broken by Tang Yi, and they are almost turned into meat sauce by Tang Yi directly!"

"It's over, the disciples under the name of the elder of the Bing Pavilion are impermanent, using a treasure of scattered immortals, who knows, Tang Yi's sword of martial spirits actually cut off the treasure of scattered immortals, and even swallowed the treasure of scattered immortals directly!"

......

Since Tang Yi defeated Hua Wuxi, he has successively fought against several elite disciples, and these disciples have either competed with Tang Yi for mana or Tang Yi for formation.

In short, no matter what the competition is, none of them are Tang Yi's opponents, and some even lose to Tang Yi just as soon as they fight.

Such a scene was too unexpected, and the group of disciples who watched it were stunned one by one.

And the elders led by the Elder Chuangong, as Tang Yi defeated his opponents one after another, they were also frowning at this time.

"Elders, this disciple of the old lady is quite powerful!"

On the contrary, Fairy Luoxia was overjoyed, Tang Yi broke several rings one after another, and Fairy Luoxia also took a breath and harvested hundreds of spiritual veins from the elders.

With so many spiritual veins, it was enough for an ordinary cultivator to cultivate to the Scattered Immortal Realm, and for those elders, it was naturally distressing.

"Elder Chuangong, what should I do?"

The elders immediately said in a hurry: "Now, this kid Tang Yi has lost seven rings in a row, and every time, it is a move to break the enemy, it is simply unstoppable!"

"Humph!"

Elder Chuangong also had a gloomy face, obviously he didn't expect that Tang Yi would be so brave, and all the elders, the seven elite disciples who were carefully selected last night, were actually not Tang Yi's opponents, which really made Elder Chuangong a little unexpected.

"It seems that ordinary elite disciples are definitely not the opponents of this Tang Yi!"

Elder Chuangong said with a gloomy face: "If you want to defeat this Tang Yi, now it seems that you can only let the core disciples appear!"

"And ordinary core disciples may not be 100% able to beat Tang Yi!"

The elders glanced at each other, obviously for a while, and they couldn't decide which core disciple to send to fight Tang Yi.

Unlike elite disciples, each elder can only accept one core disciple, which means that he will succeed this elder in the future and inherit the position of elder.

Therefore, generally speaking, the core disciple is not only required to be the elder's confidant, but also has extremely high requirements for strength and talent.

If you send a core disciple to fight against Tang Yi, it is natural to win, but if you lose, even the face of the elders will be affected, so the elders will be so hesitant.

"It's a pity that Cheng Bufan, the core disciple of the old man, went out to practice, otherwise he would definitely be able to win this Tang Yi if he went to fight!"

Just when the elders passed on the merits, it was a pity to secretly say.

Sou!

As soon as he heard this, under the name of Elder Chuangong, those elite disciples immediately stood up in unison.

"Master, Senior Brother is not here, why don't you let us fight!"

"That's right! kill chickens with a knife, no matter how strong Tang Yi is, it is impossible to be stronger than Senior Brother, our Senior Brother, send one at will, we will definitely be able to take down that Tang Yi!"

......

Seeing that he had the few remaining disciples, he was excited to fight.

Elder Chuangong's face suddenly sank: "The old man makes a decision, when will it be your turn to intervene!"

"It's not big, it's not small, slap!"

As soon as Elder Chuangong gave an order, those elite disciples suddenly turned pale with fright, and they hurriedly turned frightened one by one, and slapped their mouths.

In an instant, the slap sounded, and the other elders beside the Elder Chuangong saw this scene, although they had the heart to intercede for them.

It's just that they know very well that this Elder Chuangong has always had a hot temper, and if he opens his mouth to intercede, he may even provoke the dissatisfaction of the Elder Chuangong.

At this moment, I saw a figure flashing in front of Elder Chuangong, and a vague figure instantly rushed to Elder Chuangong.

Seeing this blurred figure, the Elder Chuan Gong not only did not have the slightest anger, but instead looked kind.

"Yin'er, aren't you in retreat and cultivating?

"Daddy!"

That blurred figure was none other than Ming Shiyin, the only son of Elder Chuangong, otherwise, if he was someone else, he dared to rush directly in front of Elder Chuangong, how could Elder Chuangong give him a good look.

As soon as Ming Shiyin appeared, he turned his head and looked at Tang Yi in the distance.

"The child heard that in the past few days, my Xuantian Holy Sect has suddenly appeared a powerful character, and the child will go out in advance to take a look!"

Ming Shiyin looked at Tang Yi in the distance, and his vague figure suddenly faintly exuded a strong murderous aura, which immediately attracted Tang Yi's gaze in the distance.

The two of them glanced at each other across the void, and they both felt each other's strong fighting intent.

"It's kind of interesting!"

Ming Shiyin smiled coldly and said: "Dad, since that guy Cheng Bufan is not here, this battle is to let the child fight!"

"No way!"

As soon as he heard that Ming Shiyin wanted to fight Tang Yi, Ming Shiyin did not hesitate at all, and directly vetoed: "This kid is not weak, and he is ruthless enough, if you fight against him, what if there is a difference?"

"You are the only son of the old man, unlike these disciples, their lives are not valuable, even if they die, the old man will take a few more, you are much more valuable than them!"

Hearing it in public, Elder Chuangong said that their lives were not as noble as their own sons, but the few disciples who were still in their hands had already become accustomed to it.

After all, on weekdays, Elder Chuangong is simply spoiled by the heavens for Ming Shiyin, the only son, and for their so-called disciples, they don't agree with each other, that is, they are beaten or scolded, and they are naturally not surprised.

"Dad, don't worry, you didn't see it, the "Assassination Technique" you taught the child before, the child has already learned!"

Between Ming Shiyin's words, his figure appeared and disappeared, and the elder of the Gong Gong could see at a glance that this was indeed the effect of Xiaocheng of "The Art of Assassination".

"No matter how strong Tang Yi is, he can't even think of winning the child!"

Ming Shiyin smiled coldly and said, "Besides, if you have a father here, then Tang Yi still dares to kill the child?"

"Huh!

Elder Chuangong snorted coldly, and said extremely arrogantly: "As long as there is a father, no one can touch you!"

(End of chapter)