c_t;The people who besieged Tang Yu today are all powerful people with strong reputations in the current Cangqiu Continent.[]

In the various vassal states, they could shake the four directions with one stomp in their feet, all of which were overlords.

But Ji Feilong died, and he died in one move.

Although the others were not as fragile as Ji Feilong, half of them were injured by Tang Yu's attack.

Panic instantly spread among the crowd.

You Liyun vomited blood and shouted loudly, saying, "He is fascinated!"

"Entertainment!"

Just two words make everyone urge to escape.

The difference between a powerful person entering the God-level and a strong person in the Forbidden Realm is like a natural barrier.

After entering the spirit, the practitioner will be reincarnated and completely separated from the mundane world. His life span is not a hundred years for ordinary people, and his combat power is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people;

Tang Yu attacked more than a dozen people at the same time, and the display of this magic is the terrifying magic power of the Saint Power Field.

Just imagine, if Tang Yu was more ruthless and did not attack so many times, and only killed three or five people, no one here would be able to escape the fate of being killed.

This is strength, terrifying strength.

"Everyone cheers me up. He is a god, and I am a god too! Hehe, what's the scary thing about a guy who just got into god?"

Hun Sen said coldly that his body was close to Tang Yu. His magic brush was changing like a spiritual snake. Under the saint's power field, the magic brush seemed to have life.

A figure burst instantly, and then Tang Yu's more than a dozen clone phantoms turned into nothingness.

"Hmph!" A cold snorted.

Tang Yu suffered a loss above the magic weapon. He had no spiritual weapons on his body, or even half of them. Ordinary magic weapons could not stop Hun Sen's spiritual weapons at all.

However, it consumed more than a dozen clones. Hun Sen's attack was at the end of his strength.

At this moment, a flash of inspiration flashed in Tang Yu's mind. He also had a pen of the calligraphy of the Saint of Calligraphy, which should be a spiritual weapon.

The broken pen was sacrificed by Tang Yu. Sure enough, the power of Tang Yu's saint's power field increased dramatically.

The magic pen emitted a sparkling golden light, and a golden light was like lightning, and it slashed towards Hun Sen with its backhand.

Hun Sen was shocked and did not expect that Tang Yu had such a sharp spiritual weapon.

He quickly cast the magic piano, and the sound of the piano was vibrating, and the figures of others had withdrawn a hundred meters away, but he had the magical powers of the Saint Power Field. Other companions in the Fortune Realm were not so lucky.

The golden pen was swept, and under the cover of the saint's power field, the spells of the three top mages were as fragile as paper, and were swept directly. [Fast updates, refreshing website pages, few advertisements, I like this kind of website the most, so I must review it]

The three people's piano skills are too slow.

Three screams mean the fall of three lives.

Tang Yu then vomited a mouthful of blood in his chest.

Hun Sen's previous attack destroyed more than a dozen clones and traumatized his body.

However, the vitality technique was activated. Tang Yu's wound disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Haha... Come on. We can just kill a big fight today!"

Tang Yu laughed wildly and simply untied the Dongchang cloak that was in trouble, and his people circled down like a top.

However, it swooped down like a goshawk, and the powerful saint power field constructed by four magic weapons enveloped the entire canyon.

The power of the saint was completely controlled by Tang Yu, and everyone felt that there was a mountain pressing down from the sky. They were all so shocked that they were scattered.

Hun Sen's face changed. He thought that Tang Yu would have suffered a lot of damage to his combat power. However, Tang Yu's attack was not troubled by injuries at all.

He quickly shot out hundreds of black and white pieces and cut off the saint power field built by Tang Yu in the waist.

The dark magic pen once again rushed into Tang Yu's force field, stirring wildly.

Tang Yu used the bald pen in his hand to fight against Hun Sen for more than a dozen rounds in an instant. Both of them used their magical powers in the saint's power field. The speed of the fight was completely dazzling.

"Puff!"

Tang Yu spat out another mouthful of blood.

I have to say that Hun Sen had already entered the realm of entering the divine world, and his cultivation was much more solid than Tang Yu.

Although Tang Yu was also immersed in the spirit, his cultivation level was not completely stable and he was not skilled in controlling the saint's power field. Therefore, he was still at a disadvantage when the real opponent was head-on, not to mention that there were other strong people around him, so Tang Yu had to be careful.

In fact, after entering the gods, the gods are generally divided into nine grades of reads;.

Tang Yu had just entered the stage of entering the divine world and had a first-class cultivation level, but he could barely use the magical powers of the saint's power field.

Hun Sen happened to have only one level of cultivation, but he was already very close to the second level, so he naturally gained the upper hand in the confrontation.

However, Tang Yu has a great point in Tang Yu, that is, he cannot be beaten to death. He has the terrifying healing skills of "Material Herbal Medicine", so Tang Yu is not afraid of being injured.

So it seems that Tang Yu can only fight to trap beasts now, but he is not panicked. On the contrary, he has a strong fighting spirit and his whole body is covered with murderous intent, and the blood in his body is almost boiling.

"Haha... you all saw that Tang Xianjue's son was just a god-giving man. At this time, it was a great opportunity. While his cultivation level was not stable, you all have the credit and everyone will receive the most solemn reward from the Legalists!" Hun Sen laughed.

He took this opportunity to boost morale, but Tang Yu took advantage of this moment to reap his life again.

The so-called good loser will not be confused. Although Tang Yu's move was defeated, he was not confused at all.

The golden pen was scattered, and at the moment when Hong Sen's force field was circulating, Tang Yu slashed the Youliyun again, and a strong man from the Xihai Xue Sect followed him and was directly killed by Tang Yu.

"You are so arrogant. You can kill me even if you are a powerful man. Imagine that you are all powerful people, but you are obsessed with it. He listens to Hun Sen's nonsense. Even if you kill me and Hun Sen takes my spiritual objects, can you still live? Just wait for silence, it is clearly the life of cannon fodder!"

Tang Yu said coldly.

The two sides didn't have a long time to fight, and it took at most one cup of tea.

Tang Yu had already killed six people in a row. These six people were powerful men of the same place, and they fell in this nameless canyon.

Hun Sen was furious. He didn't expect that Tang Yu would have such ability to resist strikes.

He immediately stopped talking and various magic spells besieged Tang Yu like raindrops.

Tang Yu was in mid-air and would never land. The two of them started a desperate battle in the air.

Tang Yu was suppressed everywhere, and Hun Sen had the upper hand everywhere.

But it was just the upper hand. Tang Yu could not kill him and could not suppress him.

Everyone only saw two figures shuttle back and forth in the air, and they couldn't see the specific situation of the two's fighting.

But seeing thunder resounding in the sky, and various magic weapons operate like lightning. A group of top mages could not find a chance to participate in the battle.

On the contrary, every time Tang Yu is shot down by Hong Sen, someone will inevitably die.

At this time, Tang Yu was covered in blood, and his handsome face became as terrifying as the King of Hell.

Wherever his figure appears, the King of Hell is coming. There are only one top wizard, and you can stick to even one move under his saint's power field.

Those who can become a top mage and become a powerful man are all people with extremely tough minds and perseverance.

But at this time, their inner defense also began to collapse.

This Tang Yu cannot be beaten to death at all, especially the indomitable and fearless temperament that Tang Yu showed is truly terrifying.

Hun Sen stopped talking, pursing his lips tightly, showing his life-long learning of attacks.

"Kill him, kill him, and destroy him!" This was the only thought in his mind.

However, no matter how he applied the Saint Power Field to the peak, Tang Yu could not kill him. Not only could he not kill him, but Tang Yu's combat power did not decrease at all.

Gradually, he felt chill in his heart.

Tang Yu seems to be not alone at all, without human consciousness, and he is like a madman when fighting. Such an opponent is really terrifying.

Tang Yu stopped talking. He devoted all his mind to this desperate battle. His mind was running wildly, thinking of various ways to deal with Hun Sen's terrifying saint power field.

His spiritual concentration is completely forgotten by both the body and the body.

In the canyon, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger. In the sky above the canyon, there were dark clouds, creating a strange vision in the background of the blue sky.

In fact, this dark cloud is just the magic ink in the saint's power field.

The ink is pitch black, and the thickness is appropriate, which circles like dark clouds, occasionally rolling and unwinding.

"Come on, Hun Sen, attacked more fiercely. It's really satisfying. It's been a long time since I've been so satisfied. Today you are afraid that you can't kill me. If you can't kill me, just wait to die! This life-and-death battle will either you die or I die!"

Tang Yu laughed.

His mouth was covered in blood and his appearance was extremely terrifying.

Hun Sen's heart was shocked suddenly, and suddenly felt that the magic power in his body seemed to have a brief stagnation.

It turned out that he attacked too hard and consumed too much mana, and the Saint's power field was in a state of unstable situation.

"What are you waiting for? You haven't taken action to kill this beast with such a god-given opportunity?" Hun Sen yelled loudly.

But no matter how much he yelled, it would not work. Tang Yu had already scared them and the top mages retreated one after another. Even Xi Wanli from the Jinchan Sect saw that the situation was not good, sneaked away.

He felt that today's battle was simply a nightmare.

Although he had known that Tang Yu was terrible and difficult to deal with, today he realized that he was still too conservative about Tang Yu's phenomenon.

Tang Yu is not only terrible. This person is simply from hell. He was born for fighting.

"Haha, Hun Sen. All the helpers you have found have left and retreated! At the last moment, I still want you to fight against each other. Come on, fight to the death!"

Hun Sen was so angry that he was embarrassed, but he did not dare to scold these people anymore. His situation was not too good at this time. He scolded these people fiercely. If they turned against each other, the situation today would be dangerous.

"Walk!"

Hun Sen's figure instantly hid in the sky, mobilizing the void cracks through the saint's power field and directly moved.

"Do you want to leave? Can you leave?" Tang Yu said coldly. Without hesitation, he used the same trick again and hid in the sky. (To be continued~^~)
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