The people besieging Tang Yu today are all strong men with heads and faces in today's Firmament Continent.

In the vassal states, they can shake the four directions with a stomp of their feet, and all of them are overlord-level existences.

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 under Tang Yu's blow.

Panic instantly spread through the crowd.

You Liyun spat blood in his mouth, shouted, and said, "He's in a trance!"

"Immersed!"

Just two words make everyone have the urge to run for their lives.

The difference between a god-level powerhouse and a powerhouse who is not confused is like a heavenly moat.

After entering the gods, the cultivator was reincarnated and completely detached from the mundane, and Shouyuan was not a hundred years for mortals, and its combat power was naturally not comparable to mortals.

Tang Yu attacked more than a dozen people at the same time, and the casting of this spell was the terrifying magic power of the saint's manpower field.

Just imagine, if Tang Yu had been more ruthless, had not attacked so many faces, and only killed three or five people, it is estimated that no one present would have escaped the fate of being killed.

This is the strength, the strength of terror.

"Cheer me up, he's in the gods, and I'm in the gods! Hehe, a guy who has just entered the gods, what's so scary?"

Hun Sen said coldly, his body was already close to Tang Yu, his magic pen was like a spiritual snake, and under the coercion of the sage's manpower, the magic pen seemed to have life.

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

"Humph!" snorted coldly.

Tang Yu suffered from the magic weapon, and he had no spiritual weapon on his body. There are not even semi-spiritual weapons, and ordinary magic weapons can't stop Hun Sen's spiritual weapons at all.

However, a dozen doppelgangers were consumed. Hun Sen's blow was already at the end of the crossbow.

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

That remnant pen was sacrificed by Tang Yu, and sure enough, the power of Tang Yu's saint field skyrocketed.

The magic pen emitted a glittering golden brilliance, and a golden light was like electricity, and the backhand slashed towards Hun Sen.

Hun Sen was shocked, he didn't expect Tang Yu to have such a sharp spiritual weapon on his body.

He hurriedly cast the magic piano, the sound of the piano vibrate, and the figure had already withdrawn a hundred meters away. However, he had the supernatural power of the saint's power field, and the other companions of the Unconfused Realm were not so lucky.

With the stroke of the golden pen, under the shroud of the saint's power field, the spells of the three top mages were as fragile as paper paste, and they were directly swept away.

And the three of them are too slow.

Three screams are the fall of three lives.

Tang Yu spit out a mouthful of blood in his chest.

Hun Sen's previous blow destroyed more than a dozen of his doppelgangers, and his body was also traumatized.

However, the vitality technique worked, and Tang Yu's injuries disappeared without a trace in an instant.

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

Tang Yu laughed wildly. Simply untied the cloak of the East Factory that was in the way, and his people circled down like spinning tops.

However, swooping down like a goshawk, four magic weapons, built into a powerful saint power field. Envelop the entire canyon.

The power of the saint was completely controlled by Tang Yu, and everyone only felt that there was a mountain pressing down from the sky, and they were terrified one by one.

Hun Sen's face changed. He originally thought that Tang Yu was injured, and his combat strength would inevitably be greatly damaged. However, Tang Yu's blow was not bothered by injuries at all.

He hurriedly punched hundreds of black and white pieces. Blocking the waist and cutting off the saint manpower field built by Tang Yu.

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

Tang Yu used the bald pen in his hand to face Hun Sen for more than a dozen rounds in an instant, and both of them used the magic power of the saint's power field, and the speed of the fight was completely dazzling.

"Poof!"

Tang Yu spat out another mouthful of blood.

I have to say that Hun Sen has already stepped into the realm of entering the gods, and his cultivation is much more solid than Tang Yu.

Although Tang Yu is also in the gods, his cultivation is not completely stable, and he is not proficient in the control of the saint's manpower field, so the real opponent, head-to-head, he is still at a disadvantage, not to mention that there are other strong people around, Tang Yu has to guard against it.

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

Tang Yu had just stepped into the gods, and he was a first-class cultivator, but he could barely use the supernatural powers of the saint's manpower field.

Hun Sen also happens to only have a first-grade cultivation, but he is already very close to the second-grade, so he naturally has the upper hand in the confrontation.

However, Tang Yu has Tang Yu's strength, that is, he can't die, and he has the terrifying healing ability of "Materia Medica", Tang Yu is not afraid of injury.

So it seemed that Tang Yu could only fight the trapped beast now, but he was not panicking, on the contrary, he had a strong fighting spirit, his whole body was shrouded in killing intent, and the blood in his body was almost boiling.

"Haha...... You have all seen that Tang Xianjue Xiao'er has just entered the consciousness, and this is really a godsend. Kill him while his cultivation is not stable, and all of you will have merit, and all of you 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 harvest his life again.

The so-called good losers are not chaotic, although Tang Yu's move failed, he was not chaotic at all.

The moment the golden pen was swayed, and the moment Hun Sen's force field was running, Tang Yu cut down the traveling cloud again, and a strong man of the Xihai Academy Sect was directly killed by Tang Yu.

"Don't be ashamed, you can kill me even on your own? Imagine that you are all strong and powerful, but you are obsessed with your mind and listen to Hun Sen's nonsense. Even if you kill me and Hun Sen takes my spiritual object, will you still be alive? You just wait to be destroyed, it is clear that you are cannon fodder!"

Tang Yu said coldly.

The two sides have not fought for a long time, at most a cup of tea.

Tang Yu had already killed six people in a row, and these six people were all strong men of the same party, so they fell in this nameless canyon.

Hun Sen jumped like thunder, he didn't expect Tang Yu to have such an ability to resist blows.

Immediately, he stopped talking, and all kinds of spells rained down on Tang Yu.

Tang Yu was in mid-air, absolutely not landing, and the two were in the air, starting a fight to the death.

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

But it was just the upper hand, Tang Yu couldn't be killed at all, and he couldn't be pressed.

Everyone only saw two figures shuttling back and forth in the air, and they couldn't see the specific situation of the two fighting methods at all.

But seeing that the thunder in the sky was resounding in the sky, and all kinds of magic weapons were running like lightning, a group of top mages couldn't find a chance to participate in the war.

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

At this time, Tang Yu was already covered in blood, and his handsome face had become as terrifying as Lord Yama.

Wherever his figure appears, it is the arrival of the king of Hades, a group of top mages, there is no one who can hold even a move under his saint's field.

To be able to become a top mage, to be a strong person, all of them are extremely tenacious in mind and perseverance.

But at this time, the defense in their hearts also began to crumble.

This Tang Yu can't be killed at all, especially the indomitable and fearless temperament shown by Tang Yu, which is really terrifying.

Hun Sen didn't speak anymore, he pursed his lips, showing what he had learned all his life, a crazy attack.

"Kill him, kill him, and his body will be torn to pieces!" was the only thought in his mind.

But no matter how he used the saint's power field to the peak, Tang Yu couldn't kill him, not only could he not kill him, but Tang Yu's combat power didn't drop in the slightest.

Gradually, a chill grew in his heart.

This Tang Yu doesn't seem to be a person at all, no one has consciousness, and he fights like a madman, such an opponent is really terrifying.

Tang Yu didn't speak anymore, he put all his mind into this desperate struggle, his mind was running wildly, thinking of various ways to deal with Hun Sen's terrifying saint manpower field.

His spirit is highly concentrated, and he completely forgets about things and himself.

In the canyon, the smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger, and the sky above the canyon is covered with dark clouds, creating a strange vision in the background of the blue sky.

In fact, this dark cloud is nothing more than Famo in the saint's field.

The ink is pitch black, with a suitable shade, which hovers like dark clouds, and occasionally rolls clouds.

"Come on, Hun Sen, attack more violently. It's really enjoyable, it's been a long time since I've had such a pleasure, today you're afraid that you won't be able to kill me, you won't be able to kill me, you just wait to die! This kind of battle of life and death, either you die or I die!"

Tang Yu laughed.

His mouth was covered with blood, and his appearance was terrifying.

Hun Sen's heart suddenly shook, and he suddenly felt that the mana in his body seemed to have a temporary stagnation.

It turned out that he attacked too fiercely, and his mana was consumed excessively, and the saint's field was unstable.

"What are you waiting for? What are you waiting for, and you won't kill this fang?" Hun Sen shouted.

But no matter how much he roared, it didn't work, Tang Yu had already scared their courage, and one by one the top mages retreated one after another, and even Xi Wanli of the Golden Cicada Sect saw that the situation was not good, and sneaked away.

He felt that today's battle was a nightmare.

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

Tang Yu is not only terrifying, this person is simply from hell, and he was born to fight.

"Haha, Hun Sen. The helpers you found are all gone, retreat! At the last moment, you and I still want to fight each other, come on, you and I will fight to the death!"

Hun Sen was annoyed and angry, but he didn't dare to scold these people anymore, and his situation was not too good at this time, and he scolded these people harshly, in case they turned against him, today's situation would be dangerous.

"Let's go!"

Hun Sen's figure instantly disappeared in the sky, mobilizing the void crack through the saint's manpower field and moving directly.

"Do you want to go, can you go?" Tang Yu said coldly, he did not hesitate, and repeated the old trick, and his figure was hidden in the sky. (To be continued......)