Sou!

Zhao Tingyou's martial soul clone, although the poisonous snake was directly slapped out by Tang Yi, but its body with a length of 100 meters twisted violently in the air, and its huge tail, like a long whip dancing wildly, was fiercely pumped towards Tang Yi.

Bang!

However, Tang Yi did not dodge at all, and with a wave of his big hand, he directly grabbed the tail of the poisonous snake into his palm.

Bang!bang......

Immediately afterwards, Tang Yi did not stop at all, directly grabbed the tail of the poisonous snake, shook it instantly, and directly grabbed the hundred-meter-long poisonous snake in his hand, as if waving a long stick, divided into left and right, and smashed back and forth.

Knock! knock......

Zhao Ting's martial soul clone, although it was a hundred meters long and looked huge, but it fell into Tang Yi's hands, as if it had fallen into the hands of a giant, no matter how it struggled, it was a palm that was always difficult to break free, and its huge body was smashed on the ground, making a loud bang, and the whole earth trembled.

"Tang Yi!"

At the same time, Zhao Tingyou, who was trampled under Tang Yi's feet, wanted to exert his strength to break free from Tang Yi's suppression, but no matter how he used his strength, even if he used the strength to eat milk, he still couldn't escape the fate of being suppressed.

Airplanes!

At the same time, I saw that the blood and qi above Tang Yi's head were boiling, and the blood and qi were all over the sky, turning into a blood and qi clone, and the blood and qi incarnation ten zhang high appeared directly behind Tang Yi, stretching out two big hands, one in front of the other, firmly grasping Zhao Tingyou's martial soul clone.

"Blood incarnation?"

Seeing Tang Yi summon the blood qi incarnation, Zhao Ting was stunned again, his face full of incredulity.

You must know that a martial artist, at the peak of martial arts, the blood and qi around his body reach the peak, so he can leave his body and turn into a flesh and blood clone.

However, after the martial artist breaks through the peak of the martial arts and reaches the myth of the martial arts, this blood and qi incarnation will be transformed into the martial soul clone of the martial artist, which can be described as infinitely useful compared to the blood and qi incarnation.

However, in martial arts mythology, it is no longer possible to use the blood qi incarnation, because the blood qi incarnation has already turned into a martial soul clone.

However, Tang Yi can summon a blood qi clone, what does this mean?

It means that Tang Yi's martial arts cultivation is only the pinnacle of martial arts.

However, Tang Yi, who was only at the peak of martial arts, could directly press and beat Zhao Tingyou, who was a martial arts myth and had reached this realm for a hundred years, from the very beginning.

Not to mention Zhao Ting, even if it is changed to any martial arts myth, it is unbelievable.

Even on the side, Xu Lao, who was also at the peak of martial arts, was also in disbelief when he saw Tang Yi summoning the blood qi clone.

There is a natural gap in strength between the peak of martial arts and the myth of martial arts, if it is said that ordinary martial artists, in front of the peak of martial arts, are ants.

Then the peak of martial arts, in the eyes of martial arts mythology, is also an ant-like existence, with a wave of the hand, it can be killed, and there is no room for struggle at all.

However, Tang Yi broke this law alive, and with the strength of the peak of martial arts, he actually suppressed and beat Zhao Tingyou, a mythical martial arts myth, to the death, and let Zhao Ting do his best, there was no room to fight back at all.

Such a move does not prove that Tang Yi is a genius who breaks the iron law, and it may be more appropriate to call Tang Yi with the word 'demon'.

Just when Zhao Ting felt incredible again, Tang Yi's blood qi incarnation had already opened his hands and firmly grasped Zhao Tingyou's martial soul clone in the palm of his hand.

Tang Yi's blood qi incarnation, although it was already ten zhang high, was still nothing compared to Zhao Tingyou's more than 100-meter-long martial soul clone.

However, Tang Yi's blood qi incarnation, as soon as he grabbed Zhao Tingyou's martial soul clone, let it struggle to exert its strength, but the big hands of Tang Yi's blood qi clone, like a pair of iron tongs, firmly clamped it.

Syllable!

The next moment, I saw Tang Yi's blood and qi incarnated, and with a fierce force, it was like breaking a branch, and his hands first closed violently, and then pulled them violently to both sides.

Boom!

Zhao Ting's hundred-meter-long martial soul clone was suddenly broken in half.

Burst!

Zhao Tingyou, who was trampled under Tang Yi's feet, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of the boss's blood, and the whole person's face turned white in an instant.

The martial soul clone, connected to the ontology of martial arts mythology, is both prosperous and lossy, and Zhao Tingyou's martial soul clone, as soon as it was broken, he was immediately seriously injured, and one life was directly lost half a life at once.

Call!

Just like throwing away useless garbage, Tang Yi threw the martial soul clone in his hand, which had been broken in half, on the ground, raised a big foot, and was about to step on the top of Zhao Tingyou's head.

"Wait!"

Zhao Ting's face suddenly turned to the side, his mouth was bleeding, and he hurriedly said, "You...... You can't kill me!"

"If you kill me, my father won't let you go!"

"Huh!"

Tang Yi looked disdainful: "Really?"

"Yes!"

In the distance, there was an old voice responding, and I saw an old man with white hair walking slowly.

This white-haired old man, like Zhao Tingyou, looks very imaginative, and at a glance, he knows that it is Zhao Tingyou's father, Zhao Yuanren.

It's just that Zhao Yuanren's appearance is really domineering enough, although he walks slowly step by step, but he is stepping on the void, and under the background of the moonlight, it is like stepping on the moon.

Zhao Yuanren was condescending, like a god, overlooking Tang Yi at his feet, his voice was as cold as snow.

"You are Tang Yi?"

"Hmph! It's arrogant enough!"

"Not only did he not give us face to the Bai family five times, but now he still wants to kill the old man's only son!"

"Even if there is no Bai Shaochen's request, today's old man will not spare you!"

"Huh!"

Tang Yi raised his head to look at Zhao Yuanren, and his face was impatient: "I beat the puppy, here comes the old dog, your Bai family's dog, it's really annoying!"

"Presumptuous!"

Zhao Yuanren's face sank, and his voice was like thunder, just two words, but it made the wind and clouds between heaven and earth change color, and one after another lightning suddenly slashed down from the air, directly slashing at Tang Yi.

Words and words are followed, worthy of half-step canonization.

"It's kind of interesting!"

In the face of the lightning that slashed down wildly, Tang Yi's eyes were bright, as if a peerless master, invincible and lonely for a long time, finally met an opponent that interested him.

Call!

I saw Tang Yi stretch out his hand and wave, which seemed to be an understatement, but the sky that had changed color because of Zhao Yuanren's two words suddenly disappeared, and the lightning that fell from the sky was even more palmed by Tang Yi and directly included in his palm.

I saw that between Tang Yi's palms, lightning and thunder roared, and lightning continued to shuttle, but it was difficult to escape Tang Yi's Five Finger Mountain.

Zhao Yuanren's face suddenly changed.