"Ying Wulong?"

Looking at the young man in front of him, he suddenly came out of the dragon horse chariot with Fang Tian's halberd in his hand.

Not only Tang Yi, but also Jian Shisanlang, and Hua Manlou were all slightly stunned.

The young man in front of him looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with fair skin, extremely handsome, holding a Fang Tian painting halberd more than one zhang long, looking heroic and extraordinary.

"Lao Tzu's eyes don't flower, right?"

Hua Manlou was dumbfounded: "Ying Wulong is still a little kid who hasn't been weaned?"

"You're a little brat!"

Ying Wulong suddenly turned his head and glared at Hua Manlou fiercely.

"Hey, hey!"

Seeing Ying Wulong's angry look, Hua Manlou not only did not have the slightest anger, but opened his big hand, and said with a smile: "Come, little brat, let uncle hug!"

"I didn't expect that the famous Ying Wulong is still a little kid who hasn't been weaned, no wonder every time you come forward, you hide your head and show your tail, because you're afraid that others will laugh at you!"

"Humph!"

Facing Hua Manlou's ridicule, Ying Wulong suddenly snorted coldly, turned his head, and looked at Tang Yi.

"Tang Yi, you are really strong, no wonder the nine sects and eight factions are pouring out, but they can't hold you!"

Swish!

As he spoke, Ying Wulong threw the halberd in his hand and shook it violently, pointing directly at Tang Yi.

"You're really strong, I haven't seen a strong opponent like you for a long time, so I really want to fight you!"

"Hey, little brat, what do you mean by that?"

Hua Manlou on the side, when he heard Ying Wulong's words, he was suddenly a little unhappy, and snorted coldly: "What do you mean, you haven't seen such a strong opponent for a long time, and Lao Tzu is also very powerful!"

"Really?"

Ying Wulong suddenly looked disdainful, and glanced at Hua Manlou: "You are better than Tang Yiyi, who is stronger?"

"Ugh!"

Hua Manlou was suddenly speechless.

However, at this moment, Tang Yi glanced at Ying Wulong, but shook his head and said, "I won't bully women and children!"

Tang Yi said, turning around to leave.

"Stop!"

Seeing that Tang Yi was leaving, Ying Wulong's face suddenly changed, he stepped on the dragon horse in one step, and with a sigh, the four dragon horses neighed in unison and galloped towards Tang Yi.

"Today, if you don't fight, you have to fight!"

Ying Wulong stepped on the dragon horse, although he was not very old, he still looked very immature, but he looked heroic and extraordinary, and the halberd in his hand was thrown violently, and he slashed towards Tang Yili.

Tang Yi suddenly frowned slightly, made a mistake under his feet, instantly flashed to the side, and said coldly: "Don't force me!"

"If I really do it, I'll beat you to the point of crying, crying and shouting to find your mother!"

"You're looking for death!"

Hearing Tang Yi make fun of himself like this, Ying Wulong's face suddenly turned red, he roared angrily, and the dragon horse under his feet suddenly ran wildly, rushing towards Tang Yi on a rampage.

Bang!

Seeing Ying Wulong coming on a rampage, Tang Yi did not dodge or dodge, seeing the Fang Tian painting halberd in the opponent's hand, slashing straight towards him, Tang Yi stretched out his hand and grabbed it in his hand.

Tang Yi paused slightly, then smiled faintly at Ying Wulong and said, "The strength of the little kid is not small!"

"Humph!"

Ying Wulong snorted coldly, wanting to take back Fang Tian's painting halberd, who knew that he would use all his strength, but Tang Yi's palm, like an iron tong, grabbed Fang Tian's painting halberd.

Let Ying Wulong exert his strength, it is unshakable.

"You let go!"

Ying Wulong was angry, and his little face turned red.

"Little brat, are you going to cry?"

Tang Yi smiled coldly, his hand suddenly loosened, and Ying Wulong, who was exerting his strength, suddenly trembled, fell backwards, and the whole person fell directly on Ryoma's back.

"Tang Yi!"

Ying Wulong was suddenly angry, roared angrily, and put his back on Ryoma's body, as if lying on a spring bed, his body twisted, and the whole person instantly leaped up, and the halberd in his hand was slashed towards Tang Yi.

"Tang Yi, you give me death!"

"Look for death!"

Seeing Ying Wulong, murderous, killing himself, Tang Yi suddenly snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and the sword of the martial soul suddenly appeared between his palms, as soon as he held it, he threw it violently, and a sword qi instantly came out of his hand and hit the Fang Tian painting halberd in Ying Wulong's hand.

Clang!

Hearing only one sound, the crisp sound of metal impact sounded, Ying Wulong's hands trembled, only to feel a very strong force coming, the whole person was like being hit directly by a rampaging beast, and the whole person flew out in an instant, not controlled at all.

Bang, bang, bang!

Hearing only four muffled sounds, Ying Wulong was actually slashed by Tang Yi's sword, and then crashed into the four dragon horses behind him.

The power contained in Tang Yi's sword was too huge, so that Ying Wulong instantly smashed the four dragon horses to pieces.

And Ying Wulong was also covered with the blood of Ryoma, which made this little kid frown, as if he was about to cry at any time.

"I don't have time to delay with you!"

Tang Yi snorted coldly, only to see that behind Tang Yi, mana gushed out, turning into a pair of transparent wings, and with a slight wave, Tang Yi flew out in an instant, flying sideways from the dock.

"Let's go!"

Tang Yi flew past Xuanyuan Wuguang's side, grabbed Xuanyuan Wuguang, and went directly towards the galaxy.

"Don't let him run!"

Hua Manlou on the side, seeing that Tang Yi was leaving, immediately returned to the painting boat, and shouted at those second-rate sect disciples: "This Tang Yi is really strong enough, if you can let him be the leader, you will definitely be able to deal with those first-class sect disciples, so brothers, don't let him run away!"

"That's right!"

Jian Shisanlang, who was injured by Tang Yi before, not only did not resent Tang Yi, but instead saw Tang Yi's swordsmanship and admired it in his heart.

"This Tang Yi is very strong, in my opinion, I am afraid that even those first-class sects, the pride of heaven cultivated, may not be Tang Yi's opponent, if we can let him take the lead, we will definitely have a great chance to go to the Shura battlefield this time!"

Seeing Jian Shisanlang, with Hua Manlou, this pair of rivals on weekdays, for Tang Yi, it is rare to praise and agree.

The remaining group of second-rate sect disciples immediately glanced at each other, and Qi Qi followed behind Jian Shisanlang and Hua Manlou, chasing after Tang Yi.

It's just that Tang Yi used "Feather Flying Immortal", but the speed was extremely fast, and the wings turned by the mana behind him flew out of tens of thousands of meters immediately with a slight fanflick, and they had already come to the sky over the galaxy.

"Brother Tang, below this is the galaxy refined by my ancestor, Xuanyuan Immortal Emperor, it is composed of hundreds of millions of stars, it has a huge attraction, under the Tribulation Realm, if it flies over this galaxy, it will be pulled into it and directly ground into meat foam!"

(End of chapter)