Chapter 215
"Fuck, this guy can use the law of force. Don't fight hard. Retreat... Retreat..."
The other Quasi-Emperors also noticed the difference in Tang Xuan's power.
That kind of power that crushes everything.
No matter what kind of martial arts or treasures, they can all be crushed with one punch.
This is definitely not the effect that ordinary physical strength can produce.
Only the law of force can achieve this.
The law of force is the first of all the laws of the heavens.
The existence of crushing three thousand laws.
Although these Quasi-Emperors are powerful.
But none of them has comprehended the power of the law.
How can they be Tang Xuan's opponent.
For a while!
Everyone was horrified!
They retreated one after another!
They were terrified and dared not move forward again.
Who didn't spend decades to cultivate to Quasi-Emperor?
Why not live a good life!
For a little so-called heavenly blessing and hatred!
What's the point of playing with your life!
"Huh?"
Tang Xuan was stunned.
He rushed forward suddenly.
I thought that many Quasi-Emperors would join forces to fight.
Who would have thought that wherever he went, those Quasi-Emperors would scatter like birds and beasts, and would never fight again.
Tang Xuan wanted to use these Quasi-Emperors to comprehend the law of power.
Now just when I felt a little bit, it was interrupted.
It was like my pants were taken off!
Then I wilted!
That feeling was very unpleasant!
Tang Xuan looked up at the sky.
Above the sky of the Nine Heavens!
There was also the battlefield of the peak Quasi-Emperor.
"Well, the peak Quasi-Emperor, maybe it can give me some excitement!"
His figure shook, flew into the air, and went to the battlefield of the peak Quasi-Emperor.
"This kid, do you want to stop him!"
Tang Juechen's eyes became a little strange.
He stretched out his hand and pointed upwards.
"That's where the peak Quasi-Emperor is! No matter how evil that kid is, he can't beat him!"
Tang Longzhang hesitated for a moment, then shook his head slowly.
"He seems to want to use the opponent's comprehension of the law. The greater the pressure, the better for the comprehension of the law!"
"With the third brother here, I think there will be no danger!"
Tang Juechen pondered for a moment and nodded: "Yes! Then we are now..."
Tang Longzhang looked at the trembling Quasi-Emperors.
"Haha, since you have started, there is no need to be polite. Before leaving, let's reduce the burden on the new head of the family!"
After saying that, the two ancestors turned into streams of light and killed the Quasi-Emperors in the bitter realm.
In an instant, there were shocking explosions again.
Poor Quasi-Emperors, they were already frightened by Tang Xuan's killing.
Now how can they resist the two ancestors who are as fierce as wolves and tigers.
With just one wave of attack, three Quasi-Emperors fell.
...
Above the Nine Heavens!
It was a chaotic nebula.
There were floating broken meteorites everywhere.
Suddenly!
Boom!
A huge roar sounded.
A figure was like a meteor, smashing countless meteorites.
"Damn, why is Tang Sanlang so powerful!"
The Lord of the Seven-Colored Cloud Sky moved his body, and his blood was surging in his chest.
He had just fought with Tang Sanlang, but was directly knocked away and suffered a minor injury.
Everyone was a peak quasi-emperor, but Tang Sanlang could fight four alone and not lose.
This strength was simply incredible.
The Lord of the Seven-Colored Cloud Sky hid in the turbulent flow of meteorites and did not rush out directly.
A pair of sinister eyes stared at Tang Sanlang.
As long as a flaw appeared, he would immediately launch a fatal attack.
At this time!
A calm voice sounded.
"Want to sneak attack? Is this the so-called style of the Seven-Colored Cloud Sky?"
The Lord of the Seven-Colored Cloud Sky's pupils shrank suddenly.
He did not even notice that someone was approaching him.
Looking back.
The meteorite turbulence parted, and a figure as graceful as a fairy slowly walked out.
"You... the son of the Tang family!"
The Lord of the Seven-Colored Cloud Sky was stunned.
The person who came was none other than Tang Xuan!
He put his hands behind his back, with a faint mocking expression on his face.
"Yes, it's me!"
"I didn't expect that you, a little beast, would break through to the quasi-emperor, damn it!"
Feeling the extraordinary quasi-emperor aura on Tang Xuan.
The Lord of the Seven-Colored Cloud Sky's teeth were about to break.
You should know that he had worked hard to cultivate the Jing Tianzi, Qinghong Saint Son and Zikui Saint Girl.
One defeated, one died, and one disappeared.
Tang Xuan directly cut off all the luck of the Seven-Colored Cloud Sky.
"You came at the right time, this Cloud Lord just wanted to settle accounts with you!"
The Lord of the Seven-Colored Cloud Sky showed a strong murderous intent on his face.
Tang Xuan was not afraid, but a little excited.
"Come and fight!"
The Lord of the Colorful Cloud Sky stretched out his hand and grabbed.
Endless clouds gathered and turned into a huge hand of a hundred feet, grabbing towards Tang Xuan.
In an instant, Tang Xuan felt his body tighten, as if he was imprisoned.The peak Quasi-Emperors are all top-notch warriors who have comprehended Yin and Yang, the cycle of life and death.
Although it was just a light blow, it was far beyond those Quasi-Emperors of the Life and Death Stage and the Reincarnation Stage.
Facing completely different pressures.
Tang Xuan felt eager to try.
But before he could make a move, a fist broke through the air and directly shattered the Cloud Hand.
Then a figure flashed, and Tang Sanlang appeared in front of him.
"Greetings to the Third Ancestor!"
Tang Sanlang looked Tang Xuan up and down.
"You... are very good! Just watch the battle!"
Even though he was one against four, Tang Sanlang still had the upper hand.
At this time, the Lord of Defeng Ancient Academy, the Lord of Fansha Temple and the Lord of Wuliang Holy Land also arrived.
Their chests were heaving and their bodies were damaged.
It was obvious that they were beaten badly.
"I need an opponent, I hope the Third Ancestor agrees!"
Tang Xuan smiled.
Tang Sanlang narrowed his eyes and then waved his hand.
"Choose for yourself!"
As a son of the Tang family, it's just a matter of eating and drinking for the lower to rise above.
Besides, he has his own care, so nothing will happen.
Tang Xuan looked at the Lord of the Seven-Colored Cloud Sky.
"Let's choose him!"
"Yes!"
Tang Sanlang waved his hand.
"Those three, get out of the way, don't interfere with my son's battle!"
The Lord of Defeng Ancient Courtyard, the Lord of Fansha Temple and the Lord of Wuliang Holy Land were almost angry.
Tang Sanlang's tone was as if he was a commodity, and he could be picked by anyone.
"Damn it, kill him!"
The Lords of the three major forces increased their strength again.
Tang Sanlang laughed loudly, and urged a stronger force to press back.
He deliberately led the three people away, leaving the battlefield to Tang Xuan and the Lord of the Seven-Colored Cloud Sky.
"Little beast, you are looking for death! In this case, this Cloud Lord, let you experience the horror of the peak Quasi-Emperor!"
The Lord of the Seven-Colored Cloud Sky slowly raised his hand.
Endless clouds gathered, and then pointed a finger.
Boom!
Invisible waves swept across thousands of miles.
The finger of cloud gathered, stretched out from the void, tore the meteorites around, and illuminated the entire sky.
Tang Xuan's breathing stagnated, and his face changed slightly.
This finger was too terrible, as if the entire void was about to explode.
"This is powerful enough!"
Tang Xuan licked his lips, and the law of force flowed on his arm.
Crack!
As his arm trembled, the void made a slight cracking sound.
Ang!
A golden dragon shadow emerged and wrapped around his arm.
It was the Dragon Controlling Divine Art!
On his right arm, countless ancient Dao patterns emerged, and a force that despised everything was condensing.
Tang Xuan stepped on one foot and rushed towards the huge cloud finger head-on.
The more he rushed up, the more he felt insignificant under the cloud finger.
That huge cloud finger was a thousand feet wide.
Tang Xuan was like an ant.
"Break it!"
He punched out and hit the cloud finger.
A thunderous roar suddenly sounded.
The meteorite turbulence within a thousand miles was instantly turned into powder.
The terrible spiritual energy storm raged wildly.
The huge movement also alarmed Tang Sanlang and others who were fighting.
"Humph, that little beast overestimated his own ability and fought hard against the Flying Cloud Finger of the Lord of the Seven-Colored Cloud Sky! That is a god-level martial art!"
"The Flying Cloud Finger can condense the nine-day cloud energy and has infinite power. Even we can't compete head-on!"
"That little beast is finished!"
Amid the laughter of the crowd, Tang Sanlang frowned.
Is Tang Xuan really finished?
