A Demon’s Path

Song Mingyang's dazzling light not only brought enough visual impact and shocking effect, but even the surrounding temperature suddenly increased a lot, as if he had really become a glowing sun.

Tang Yuchen didn't panic when Song Mingyang digested his fist shadow. During the second time in Xihe City, he learned a lot from the battle with the Thorn Demon, including being more calm when encountering a strong enemy.

Since the opponent seems so invulnerable, then wait for the opponent to make a move, and wait for the opponent to find the opponent's flaws.

Song Mingyang followed Tang Yuchen's wishes, seeing that Tang Yuchen's first attack failed, he immediately launched a counterattack. The strength of the Tianyang Liegang fist drove a group of golden fist shadows as hot as the sun, and counterattacked Tang Yuchen.

brush! The phantom of Tang Yuchen's body moved and split into four, dodging Song Mingyang's Tianyang Liegang Fist. Then, the four figures attacked Song Mingyang from four different directions: front, back, left, and right.

"I don't believe it, I really can't deal with you!" Tang Yuchen snorted inwardly, and the wind of Qianjuequan revived again.

In an instant, Song Mingyang's fist shadows surged from all directions at the same time, overwhelming the sky, as if they were going to swallow Song Mingyang.

"It's at the height of the sun!" Song Mingyang's fists collided with each other, and with a bang, his body immediately looked like the sun again, emitting a strong golden light and heat that could burn the air.

"Hoo hoo..." The ray of light didn't give Tang Yuchen any chance, and once again disappeared the shadow of Tang Yuchen's fist.

At the same time, the clothes on Tang Yuchen's body snorted, and were actually ignited by the high-temperature light!

"Boy, so you are here!" As soon as Tang Yuchen's clothes burned, his real body was immediately exposed.

Song Mingyang punched Tang Yuchen without hesitation, and the sunlight-like shadow of the fist rushed towards Tang Yuchen with the sound of breaking the wind.

Tang Yuchen was taken aback, he quickly stepped on his toes, and retreated several hundred meters straight to the back and above the sky. When avoiding Song Mingyang's blow, he also extinguished the flames on his body.

Although Tang Yuchen extinguished the flames on his body, Song Mingyang's fist shadow seemed to have eyes, and he kept chasing Tang Yuchen.

Tang Yuchen's skill is strong, and he teleported more than 20 times in just three seconds, but he still couldn't avoid the shadow of the scorching sun.

"I don't show off my power, you still think your Tang family is a sick cat? Let you experience it, our Tang family's invincible Tang legs!"

Chased by this fist shadow, Tang Yuchen felt that the image of "Glory" was damaged. In a fit of anger, he swung one leg in the air, and it was estimated that Tang Yuchen kicked hundreds of thousands of kilograms of force into the road. Above the fist shadow.

boom! The fist shadow exploded, and Tang Yuchen was sent flying by the huge explosion force of the fist shadow. His body was fluttering in the air, swaying like a kite with a broken string.

"Fool, you actually used your body to directly collide with my Lie Gang Fist. You are looking for death!" Song Mingyang snorted contemptuously, his body quickly followed, and his fists danced in the direction of Tang Yuchen's fall.

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Tang Yuchen was still in mid-air, and Song Mingyang's fist shadows followed one after another. Everyone was in suspense, thinking that Tang Yuchen might be in trouble this time.

That fiery fist shadow is no joke, even if it doesn't die, if it takes a few punches, it won't be enough to walk around.

Of course, if Tang Yuchen could be hit by these fist shadows, then their Tang family would be called the three great families of Xuantian Continent in vain.

Feeling that the opponent's attack continued to fly towards him, Tang Yuchen suddenly made a movement of a carp in the air in mid-air, and turned his whole body over.

"Thousands of weaving nets!" Tang Yuchen stretched his fingers apart at the same time, and countless purple rays of light jumped out from his fingertips, quickly forming a dense web in front of him.

Although the mesh is as big as a finger, it is enough to resist the fist shadow.

Puff puff puff... The shadow of the fist was like a moth plunging into a flame, violently hitting the thousand-woven net formed by Tang Yuchen. Countless beating particles of golden-yellow light scattered in all directions, flying all over the sky, adding a bit of splendor to this battle.

"Is our Tangjiaquan's defensive boxing skills so easy to break? Humph." Tang Yuchen thought disapprovingly, and then shouted: "Take it!"

Thousands of weaving nets were collected like fishing nets, and they were automatically collected, including Song Mingyang's fist shadows.

Just when Tang Yuchen was about to smash these fist shadows back, he was shocked to find that Song Mingyang was gone!

"Idiot, he's behind you!" Yan Hanxuan was excited for a moment, but she forgot that Tang Yuchen couldn't hear her shout at all.

Song Mingyang, who teleported to hide behind Tang Yuchen, smiled ferociously, and the wrinkles on his face became as deep as a knife carving: "Boy of the Tang family, go to hell!"

Aiming at Tang Yuchen's back, Song Mingyang punched with all his might. When this punch was released, it was radiant and powerful, and even Song Mingyang couldn't help shaking a few times.

It can be seen that Song Mingyang is ready to kill the enemy with one blow, once and for all.

Tang Yuchen still stood there stupidly hanging in the air, not feeling the opponent's attack at all.

In just a second, Song Mingyang's powerful and domineering fist hit Tang Yuchen, blowing Tang Yuchen's body into pieces.

There are even flames on those body fragments, which are burning and steaming, emitting a disgusting burnt smell.

"Yuchen!" Yan Hanxuan screamed, but was stopped by Tang Haokun: "Don't panic, that kid won't die so easily."

Song Mingyang obviously also felt that this victory was a bit too smooth, and a sense of vigilance made his eyes narrow immediately, and his eyes were almost covered by his old wrinkles.

Tang Yuchen seemed to have disappeared completely, and there was no trace of him on this ring.

However, since Tang Yuchen wanted to hide, Song Mingyang let him hide. As long as Song Mingyang doesn't move, no matter how powerful Tang Yuchen is, he won't be able to do anything to him.

Song Mingyang still has this confidence.

Moreover, Tang Yuchen hid, and the competition between the two sides became patience. Song Mingyang is an old man, and he thinks he is better than Tang Yuchen in terms of patience.

If he wants to grind, he will grind it with him.

In this way, the battle entered a strange state and lasted for tens of minutes.

Even a patient person like Song Mingyang was gradually worn out by this situation.

"Strange, what the hell is this kid doing?" Song Mingyang's old face wrinkled, as ugly as a child making a funny face.

A wisp of black smoke continued to rise upwards. Only then did Song Mingyang notice that the "Tang Yuchen body piece" that had been smashed into pieces by his punch just now was still burning, and emitted a layer of emerald green smoke.

Because the smoke was black before, it slowly turned green, so Song Mingyang didn't notice it.

He didn't notice it until the smoke completely changed color.

Unfortunately, it was a little late.

"Damn it, it turned out to be poisonous gas!" Song Mingyang's expression changed abruptly. As soon as the soul power in his body circulated, the venom circulated faster and faster in his body!

Yan Hanxuan rolled her eyes, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but said that she didn't spare that guy: "I learned from that guy Ling Xiao!"

"Haha..." Tang Yuchen's smug laughter came from the void, and appeared in front of Song Mingyang: "How about it, old guy, have you given up yet?"

Song Mingyang didn't dare to mobilize his soul power, fearing that the poison would spin faster and faster, so he didn't even dare to levitate in the sky, and directly fell back to the ground, pointing at Tang Yuchen with trembling fingers: "As the master of the soul sect, you People actually use poison, you are despicable..."

"Shameless, obscene, dirty?" Tang Yuchen continued, and then looked at Song Mingyang with an idiot's eyes: "Is there a rule in the Ascension Conference that poison is not allowed?"

"This..." Asked by Tang Yuchen, Song Mingyang was speechless for a long time, and he hesitated for a long time: "Only despicable and shameless demon soul masters use these!"

When Song Mingyang said this, those demon soul masters were not happy.

Tang Yuchen immediately seized this opportunity and fanned the flames: "Fellow demon soul masters, our Tang family has always regarded you as fellows, and Priest Yue also regarded you as fellows, so we can gather here to participate in the Ascension Conference. However, some people who look down on people with dog eyes still look down on you, who is despicable and shameless?"

"Song Mingyang is despicable, Song Mingyang is shameless!" the demon soul masters yelled loudly, Song Mingyang's face turned red and white with anger.

The Liegang Fist he practiced is so strong that it can automatically heat and evaporate the poisonous gas in the soul power. Now Tang Yuchen was busy bickering. He pretended to be very angry on the surface, but he was actually delaying time and taking the opportunity to force the poison.

One half of his face was red and one white was due to anger, but the other half was due to exorcism.

It's good for Tang Yuchen to do it like this, just to cover it up for him, so that people can't see that he is forcing poison.

However, Tang Yuchen is not so easy to fool. He immediately turned around and smiled at Song Mingyang: "Old man, have you surrendered yet? If you don't surrender, I'm going to do it!"

Song Mingyang was at the critical moment of persecution, seeing Tang Yuchen asking him something, he simply regarded it as continuing to be angry, closed his eyes and ignored Tang Yuchen.

He is already so old, if Tang Yuchen still makes a move when he can't move, then he will definitely be condemned by others.

This is Song Mingyang's understanding of the Shenhun sect. Even if it is against the sky behind the scenes, men steal women and prostitutes, they still have to pretend to respect the old and love the young on the surface.

Seeing that Song Mingyang didn't respond, Tang Yuchen had no choice but to say: "Old guy, if you don't make a sound to surrender, I'll take off your pants and see if your thing still works."

"You're shameless..." Shocked by Tang Yuchen's shameless words, Song Mingyang was afraid that Tang Yuchen would really do this, so out of breath, he spurted out a mouthful of emerald green blood with a puff!