"You?" Before the main hall, Tang Baihong frowned slightly and stared at Zhao Xiaoyi in front of him, the face in his sight gave him a faint feeling of familiarity, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"Zhao Xiaoyi, are you Zhao Xiaoyi?" Just when Tang Baihong was about to speak again, Gu Yu next to him suddenly said at this time, and in that voice, it was obviously full of surprise, shock, and a trace of panic.

"Are you Zhao Xiaoyi?" Tang Baihong may not be able to remember the face in front of him, but this name is unforgettable, because it is the person in front of him who has left him without a successor and destroyed his roots.

"Hahaha! Congratulations to Sect Master Tang, you answered correctly. Zhao Xiaoyi looked up to the sky and smiled, the hatred that had been suppressed for so many years seemed to have erupted at this moment, a murderous aura spread in the air, and his face gradually became cold, "Sect Master Tang, I have always remembered the kindness to me in the past, but I have always remembered it in my heart, because of you, I have a home and can't go back, because of you, I was hunted down by my own brother, because of you, I fled from the East World to the West World like a lost dog, all of this is because of Sect Master Tang's pursuit and killing order, I didn't expect it! I didn't expect that I, Zhao Xiaoyi, would be able to come back today!"

"Maybe all this is thanks to you, if it wasn't for the pursuit of **, I may not have the current achievements, how do you say I should thank you!"

Tang Baihong's face was pale, Zhao Xiaoyi didn't care about him, how could he not, searching for Zhao Xiaoyi everywhere that day was unsuccessful, but he didn't expect Zhao Xiaoyi to run to the Western World, "Boy, no matter where you run, no matter what achievements you have, you killed my son, I Tang Baihong will never forget it for the rest of my life, since I took the initiative to send it to the door today, then take my life!"

Facing the enemies of the past, Tang Baihong didn't have any more thoughts and nonsense, and made a big move at the disciple of the Tianyun Sect behind him, and then took the lead in sweeping up, "The disciple of the Tianyun Sect obeys the order, kill me, one can't leave the Tianyun Sect alive." ”

"Do it!" Seeing Tang Baihong coming, Zhao Xiaoyi did not hesitate, and shouted lightly, and then the more than thirty Martial Emperors and more than a hundred Martial Emperors behind him rushed towards the crowd in front of him.

Tang Baihong's speed was almost extreme, and as soon as the words fell, the figure had already arrived in front of Zhao Xiaoyi, and the fist wrapped in terrifying yuan force slammed towards Zhao Xiaoyi.

Zhao Xiaoyi was silent, and when Tang Baihong made a move, he raised his hand, and the fist that flashed with a twisted arc immediately met it, and in mid-air, the two collided violently.

The violent fluctuations spread in the sky, and under the powerful force, both were bounced away, and at this time, Han Qingmeng flashed in front of Zhao Xiaoyi and wanted to make a move on Tang Baihong.

"Qingmeng, he'll leave it to me! you go and help my sister and them. Han Qingmeng just wanted to make a move, but Zhao Xiaoyi pulled her down at this time, although Han Qingmeng could solve Tang Baihong with greater certainty, but in the face of such an enemy, Zhao Xiaoyi didn't want others to interfere, killing Tang Baihong had to do it himself, only in this way could the hatred in his heart be completely released.

Han Qingmeng hesitated, but after seeing that Tang Baihong was just a second-order martial saint, she also nodded, she knew Zhao Xiaoyi's combat power, and it shouldn't be much of a problem to deal with a second-order martial saint, at least she wouldn't die in the hands of the other party.

After Han Qingmeng flashed away, Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes turned to Tang Baihong on the opposite side again, and at the corner of his mouth, the arc of a sneer became larger and larger.

"The world's first-class forces in the East, the sect master of the Tianyun Sect, in the past, mobilized countless masters of the Tianyun Sect to hunt me down all over the world, and a paper chase order made me nowhere to stay, it is really majestic! Sen Leng's voice echoed in mid-air, Zhao Xiaoyi shook with one hand, and then four flickering arcs jumped on his fingertips.

"Hahahaha! I think it should indeed be calculated, today is either you die or I die, don't talk nonsense, let's do it!" Tang Baihong's chin and beard trembled, such an enemy was in front of him, he couldn't even control his emotions, and with a wave of his arms, a fierce Yuanli ball suddenly shot towards Zhao Xiaoyi.

With a grip of five fingers, the four thunderbolts of different colors that jumped on the fingertips in an instant turned into a four-color knife, and then carried a terrifying arc towards Tang Baihong's round ball.

With a deafening explosion, the colored knife fell, and Tang Baihong's round ball that was enough to shatter a fifth-order martial venerable exploded in response, and finally turned into a cloud of energy and scattered.

As soon as the blow fell, Zhao Xiaoyi's body moved, and instantly flashed in front of Tang Baihong, the big knife in his hand shook, and then slammed down on Tang Baihong.

All the resentment erupted at this moment, all the hatred turned into strength and speed and fell towards Tang Baihong like raindrops, the sharp sword with a cold murderous aura, crushed Tang Baihong breathlessly, hatred turned into war spirit, Zhao Xiaoyi's slashing was completely venting his anger.

Boom! was pressed by Zhao Xiaoyi and it was difficult to fight back, Tang Baihong frowned, he shook violently, and a violent force shook Zhao Xiaoyi away, and he took advantage of this gap to temporarily get out and distance himself from Zhao Xiaoyi.

"Nether's hand!" The distance was widened, Tang Baihong did not stop at all, his footsteps just stopped, he shook his big hand to the sky, and a dark dry palm suddenly fell from the sky, and pressed it straight towards Zhao Xiaoyi.

The majestic spiritual power surged out, and Zhao Xiaoyi did not slack off, in the spiritual pictures and texts in the sky, a white flame suddenly condensed, and when the big hand pressed down, the white flame immediately greeted it.

The battle between the flames and the big hand suddenly erupted in mid-air with a piercing sneering sound, and under the blazing temperature of the divine fire, Tang Baihong's netherworld hand actually emitted white smoke, as if a fleshy hand had been burned alive.

This scene made Tang Baihong frown slightly, his mind was full of hatred before, he really didn't think about it so much, now that he calmed down a little, he couldn't help but be stunned by the young man in front of him, remember that he was just a martial king when he chased and killed him two years ago! I didn't expect that in just two years, a martial king would have rushed to the realm of a martial saint, and the promotion between them was simply used to jump, and with the realm of a first-order martial saint, he was able to do so without falling behind in his own hands, such a person made Tang Baihong's hatred even more jealous, if Zhao Xiaoyi was allowed to develop, after two years of growth, could he still be his opponent!

Since the tiger can't be let go back to the mountain, then today it can only be completely wiped out to get rid of future troubles.

"Pressure me!" The thought flashed in his heart, Tang Baihong bit his silver teeth, and suddenly increased his strength towards the black hand, and in an instant, the huge black palm pressed down on the white flames, intending to crush Zhao Xiaoyi alive.

Boom! The white flames couldn't stop the power of the black giant palm, and it exploded after the energy was exhausted, but at the last moment, it also blasted the palm of the giant palm out of a hole.

"Sect Master Tang, are these just the means!" Facing the giant palm that continued to press downward, Zhao Xiaoyi did not change color at all, sneered, and a wide iron sword suddenly flashed in his hand when his figure retreated.