"Pfft...did I hear it correctly?

You want to kill so many of us, I guess you haven’t woken up yet?”

"Hmph! What a shame!"

"The frog in the well of the Daxia tribe is so arrogant!"

"It seems that he hasn't seen the situation clearly yet. So what if he is half-step to the imperial realm? A strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake. He is worthy of being from a despicable race. Even if he has strong strength and lacks eyesight, he is destined to not live long."

"..." During the discussion, everyone also mobilized the vitality in their bodies.

After seeing this, Tang Muyang's eyes flashed coldly.

"Not leaving?

Then just stay."

As soon as he said these words, he raised his hand and punched Gao Mingyuan.

When he was comprehending the formation just now, it was this old man who attacked him secretly. He remembered this revenge! Whoosh! In an instant, a ray of blue energy shot out, setting off a turbulent wave of air that directly destroyed everything around him.

Shattered, countless fragments were carried by vitality and flew towards Gao Mingyuan.

Gao Mingyuan was immediately shocked.

He could only feel a mountain of ten thousand feet rushing towards him, and the sense of crisis in his heart soared. He couldn't think of any resistance at all. After all, he was only a late-stage King Realm warrior. Even if he had the strength to compete with the Peak King Realm, he was still far behind Tang Muyang.

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Then, everyone saw that Gao Mingyuan, who had been so arrogant just now, clamoring to extract Tang Muyang's soul and refine it, was directly slapped into blood mist.

"Hiss..." Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

It was so terrifying! The faces of Zhao Qinghan and other geniuses also became serious.

Although they did not take Gao Mingyuan seriously, they could not help but feel frightened when they saw that Tang Muyang killed Gao Mingyuan so easily. They could not help but feel frightened, and at the same time they became more determined to kill Tang Muyang.

No matter what happens, we have to let the other party leave here.

Otherwise, they would really have no chance with the Dark Soul Bead.

Besides, Tang Muyang just said that he would not let them go. In this case, it is better to strike first.

As a result, everyone took advantage of it to mobilize their vitality.

"Come together!"

"Yes! Kill him!"

"I don't believe that with so many of us, we can't solve a Half-Step Emperor Realm."

"..." As he spoke, dozens of figures rose up, radiating bright light, as if there were dozens more suns in the sky, the terrifying pressure spread like a tide, and the air became thicker.

Whoosh whoosh... Endless vitality attacks shot out, and the terrifying power contained in them seemed to be able to wipe out a city in an instant.

After seeing this, Tang Muyang squinted his eyes. There was no trace of nervousness on his face, but a trace of ridicule.

"Since you are so stubborn, then die."

Sneered.

Tang Muyang raised his hand and punched out.

Yagi Ryūting! Roar! In an instant, eight giant cyan dragons circled out, each one thousands of feet long. They roared angrily, and with just a sweep of their tails, they shattered most of the incoming vitality attacks.

Seeing this scene, many people's hearts sank.

The aura emitted by the eight giant dragons was not comparable to when they killed Gao Mingyuan. Only then did they realize how terrible it was to anger Tang Muyang.

Unfortunately, they understood it too late.

Bang bang bang... there were constant explosions in the air.

Every sound corresponds to the fall of a warrior. Faced with the terrifying pressure of the blue dragon, some with low cultivation level directly exploded and died. Even if some people could barely hold on, they were swept away by the dragon shadow.

Afterwards, they turned into a mass of blood mist.

In the blink of an eye, in the entire dark ruins, apart from Zhao Qinghan and other geniuses, only Qiu Rihan was left alive.

"Pfft...cough..." Qiu Rihan was hit by the Shenglong Fist and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood. However, he had no intention of escaping. Instead, he stared at Tang Muyang with hatred on his face.

Not long ago, he learned about the death of his only son through secret methods from outsiders. But now the enemy who killed his son was right in front of him. If he didn't kill this kid, it would be difficult for him to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Seeing Tang Muyang's attack coming again, Qiu Rihan hurriedly swallowed a pill.

Immediately, the aura around him began to surge, climbing directly from the late stage of the King's Realm to the peak of the King's Realm, and finally stopped at the half-step of the King's Realm.

This is a pill that can instantly stimulate people's potential. If it weren't for Zhao Qinghan and the others, they wouldn't be able to hurt Tang Muyang at all. He didn't want to use it. After all, the side effects of this pill are too great. Even if he successfully killed Tang Muyang today

, he will also become a useless person.

But hatred welled up in his heart, and he couldn't care less.

That's this moment.

There was only one thought in his mind, and that was - Tang Muyang must die! "The Sword Art of Wusheng!"

A shout of autumn coldness.

Suddenly, countless sword energy shot out.

The power exerted by the strength of the half-step emperor realm is naturally very different from that of the late king realm. He who was suppressed and beaten just now, at this moment, there is a faint tendency that Tang Muyang is evenly matched.

On the side, Zhao Qinghan and others were a little confused.

They didn't understand why Qiu Rihan seemed to be fighting to the death with Tang Muyang, but they had to say that Qiu Rihan's move put a lot of pressure on them, and they didn't dare to delay any longer, so they all used their special skills.

He wanted to take the opportunity to kill Tang Muyang in one fell swoop.

"Cangwu Sword Qi!"

"Fire flames burn the sky!"

"Haoran Sword Qi!"

"..." In an instant, the geniuses revealed all their trump cards.

Terrifying energy attacks flew out one after another, setting off turbulent air waves, like mountain torrents and tsunamis, crushing the eight giant cyan dragons. Coupled with the sudden outbreak of autumn cold, the eight giant cyan dragons had a faint tendency to shatter.

After seeing these.

Zhao Qinghan and others were overjoyed.

As long as it takes a while, they will be able to defeat Tang Muyang's attack. By then, Tang Muyang should be able to let them control it, right?

After all, Tang Muyang came from the Daxia tribe. How could such a tribe with few warriors have any good skills?

He must only be able to use such a terrifying move once! It must be like this! As everyone thought, they saw from the corner of their eyes that Wu Changsheng had not yet made a move, and they immediately became angry.

"Wu Changsheng, why are you still standing there?"

"Do it quickly!"

"Is it possible that you want to see us and Tang Muyang fight until we both lose and you gain the advantage?"

"..." Faced with the accusations from the geniuses, Wu Changsheng sneered: "You think this king is so despicable... give me ten more breaths!"

At the same time as these words fell to the ground.

He ignored everyone and continued to use his vitality to wash away his limbs and bones.

In fact, he was also very helpless.

No one else knows that although he possesses the extremely terrifying "Heaven-Swallowing Bloodline" that can devour everything, with his current strength, it will take a lot of time to inspire such heaven-defying strength.

This is also the reason why he did not participate in the battle from the beginning.
Chapter completed!