The disciples of Xuyang Peak in the audience shouted slogans such as Senior Brother Qing's cheers and Senior Brother Qing's invincibility, which drove the enthusiasm of the entire arena audience, only Danyang's whole face was not good-looking, and he was extremely nervous and afraid that Tang Zongren would be injured.

The other people who were fighting stopped one after another, and when they saw this angry attack, they couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts, and directly listed young people as key targets.

There were a few men with swords in their hands and two axes already eyeing him.

He is the body of the wind spirit of Xuyang Peak, Qingfeng Yang Legend has unparalleled speed, sharp attack, and ranks 65th in the sect's Tianjiao list.

Just as everyone was preparing to deal with Qingfeng Yang together, Tang Zongren, who was already motionless, stood up with a carp and flipped up.

"Phew. Bah.. Bah.. Tang Zongren said that he didn't spit out the dust in his mouth just now, and looked at the people who were about to rush up.

Stretched, "The hammer just now is really comfortable, give me a few strokes." Tang Zongren stared at Qingfeng with a smile.

Qingfeng Yang grinned, "This brother, don't hold on, I know how heavy it is, don't hold on." After speaking, he looked at Tang Zongren triumphantly.

Mr. Tang instantly turned into one, and the yellow light around the phantom appeared, only to see a bunch of gravity talismans falling out of Tang Zongren's body.

Tang Zongren unloaded half of the weight of 8,000 tons on his body, and instantly felt that his whole body became as light as a swallow.

At this moment, none of the monks under the Spirit King Realm in the stands saw Tang Zongren's true body. Tang Zongren rushed to Qingfeng Yang's chest at an extremely fast speed, and attacked Qingfeng Yang's chest with the strength of his elbow Tang Zongren's 5 into nearly 10,000 tons.

I saw that Qingfeng was like a cannonball, directly hitting the right shield.

With a "bump", Qingfeng Yang closed his eyes and fainted.

Everyone looked at Tang Zongren in amazement, and Qing Fengyang, who was still domineering and awe-inspiring just now, was directly killed in seconds.

Tang Zongren watched, and the disciple standing in the martial arts arena looked at him blankly.

"Haha. I'm here for the little ones. Tang Zongren swept away like a wolf into a flock of sheep.

And the disciples of Xuyang Peak in the stands were as silent as frosted eggplants.

Danyang watched it with relish, constantly nibbling on his roast duck, cheering for Tang Zongren.