The return of the king of Douluo Continent

Wuwu!

Daofeng screamed, and its sharp breath met Tang San's fist.

A cutting pain entered Tang San's fist, then penetrated through his arm and injected into his whole body.

However, Tang San still didn't make a sound, he slammed his fist hard, his strength increased several times, and the sword exploded with a bang.

He didn't panic after that, and moved forward again based on the soul power detection just now.

Unexpectedly, his punch caused a shock outside.

"This kid has never used magic power, right?"

"The fist is extremely ordinary and has no spiritual power. It is obviously a physical body that can endure the sword wind. It is a very powerful physical strength!"

Everyone was impressed when they saw it, but the faces of Wei Qi and Han Yingtian became darker and darker.

Especially Han Yingtian, he actually brought the Xuan Ming Mirror to let everyone see Tang San being embarrassed so that he could vent his inner anger. But now, not only was Tang San not embarrassed, but he was praised by everyone.

This was not the result that Han Yingtian wanted.

"I don't think this damn boy can be that capable!" Han Yingqian was furious and said secretly in his heart.

In the big formation, Tang San got used to the power of the sword wind, and his speed became faster and faster. In less than a stick of incense, he was walking in a very open area.

"Tang San!"

Seeing Tang San coming, Han Yiyi, who was not far away, immediately called out, and Tang San also shook his head towards her and said, "I'm here to save you!"

At this time, Han Yiyi's whole body was surrounded by cyan spiritual power. The cyan spiritual power sometimes turned into blades and sometimes turned into shield walls, changing in many ways.

Although Han Yiyi tried her best to use her spiritual power to block it, when the spiritual power turned into a blade, Han Yiyi's whole body's spiritual defense would be broken, and then knocked into her body, numbing and injuring her body. , and when she wants to seize the opportunity to escape, the cyan spiritual power will also turn into a shield wall to block her progress.

Next to Han Yiyi was Blood Eleven. Compared to Han Yiyi, Blood Eleven was even more miserable.

Originally, several of his meridians had been destroyed by Han Yi, but in this fourth-level formation, ordinary fourth-level warriors of the Forging Pulse Realm would not be able to hold on for a stick of incense, if it were not for the solid foundation. , Blood Eleven has long been dead.

"Let's save Eleven first. I still have soul power and can hold on for a while." Han Yiyi exhaled and said sadly.

Tang San nodded and walked towards the position of Blood Eleven. At this time, Blood Eleven had been injured by the wind blade and could not hold his head up. Tang San had no choice but to speed up and fly directly in front of Blood Eleven.

The strong wind whizzed, and a very powerful spiritual power spread around, vaguely threatening to target Tang San as well.

But Tang San acted as if he hadn't seen it, lowered his head, and punched out very calmly.

The moment Tang San's fist hit, Qingfeng's blade turned directly into a shield wall, and Tang San's fist also hit the shield wall directly, making an extremely powerful sound.

Outside, Han Yingtian laughed out loud when he saw this scene: "The defensive power of this Qingfeng shield wall is so impressive that even a warrior at the fifth level of the Huitong realm can't break through it with a single blow! The sad boy actually wants to use his strength to break through it!" It’s really stupid to break it!”

Wei Qi also had sarcasm in his eyes and nodded repeatedly. Only Li Cheng and He Qi were naked, the others didn't know, but they just understood what kind of powerful power Tang San could show!

Sure enough, after a while, everyone except Li Cheng and He Qi were surprised, because through the Xuan Ming Mirror, they saw something beyond their imagination.

In that large formation, Tang San's whole body showed considerable aura, and his physical strength slowly increased. But from a distance, you could feel the considerable power hidden in it.

This is all the benefit caused by opening the eleven meridians!

Now Tang San's physical body alone had a strength of tens of thousands of kilograms.

With one punch, everyone was shocked!

But he saw that the shield wall transformed by Qingfeng appeared cracks in seconds, and the next second, the entire shield wall burst open.

The moment Tang San broke through the shield wall, he moved quickly and caught Blood Eleven who was about to fall.

If you fall down at this time, it is no different than being hopeless. There is also a knife wind below, so you have to be determined every step of the way.

Tang San took out a pill for Xue Eleven to swallow, and then went to inject some spiritual energy into his body.

Blood Eleven gradually regained some energy. He opened his eyes and saw Tang San who had rescued him at a glance. His dull eyes showed unbearable excitement.

"Thank...many thanks."

Tang San shook his head towards him, and then Blood Eleven seemed to have expected something, and suddenly raised his head and looked at the other one.

"Go...save the Palace Master!"

Blood Eleven endured his weakened body and stood up, but was blocked by Tang San instead.

"Don't worry, I'll go now."

After Tang San finished speaking, he walked directly in front of Han Yiyi and struck out with a heavy fist again. With just one blow, the shield wall became fragmented!

Tang San brushed the weak Han Yiyi and gave her a pill to swallow. After a while, Han Yiyi gradually regained some strength.

Afterwards, Tang San faced the formation space and whispered: "If you want to break this wind-shaped spiritual sword formation, you must endure the pain of the wind knife cutting into your body and move towards the center of the formation.

This place is far away from the center of the formation, and the power of the wind knife is stronger than that of water vapor. You stay here first, and I will untie the formation! "

Han Yiyi endured the pain and said, "I'll go with you!"

"I'm going too!" Xue Eleven said the same way.

"No!" Tang San retorted without hesitation: "This formation is too dangerous. It's not good for more people to go. Two people are enough!"

Tang San thought for a while, and finally said: "Palace Master, I'd better go with me. Senior Eleven will take a rest here."

Blood Eleven also wanted to say something, but Han Yiyi stopped him.

In the end, it was Tang San and Han Yiyi who went forward.

Outside the formation, Wei Qi looked at where Tang San and Han Yiyi were traveling, feeling increasingly angry.

After that, he turned around with a gloomy face, looked at Han Yingtian and said: "That kid is indeed a bit extraordinary. If he is really allowed to walk past, then this wind-shaped spiritual sword formation may not be able to trap him."

"What do you want, young master?" Han Yingtian said with a heavy expression.

Wei Qi turned to look at the formation, thought for a moment, and then said: "Please, owner, please transfer me into the formation. I want to fight to the death with that kid in the formation!"

In the formation of wind-shaped spiritual swords, Tang San and Han Yiyi endured the pain of being cut by the swords and walked toward the center of the formation.

The green wind whizzes, and when the spiritual energy is strong, it becomes the phantom of the spiritual beast.

On the way, Tang San had killed no fewer than ten spiritual beast phantoms, and the levels of these spiritual beast phantoms were all within the Huitong realm.

"almost there!"

Tang San stared at the intense green light in front of him. When the green light gathered, it seemed to produce a green blade, which was covered with an extremely sharp aura.

"Qingfeng condenses the sword, and the sword is the heart of the formation."

Tang San and Han Yiyi looked at each other, and the next second, they started moving together, their feet speeding up dramatically.