Fight to Po: Emperor Yang

"let's go!"

Master Wei Yang and his two disciples tapped their toes lightly and rose slowly into the air, their eyes meeting those of the remaining three Demon Saints and Hun Xuzi of the Soul Clan from afar.

The pressure they face is actually not much less than that of the Medicine Clan.

After all, the three of them alone, although they had not taken any action yet, had already held back the fighting power of the Soul Clan's four high-level Fighting Saints.

Of course, this so-called pressure does exist if Wei Yang is still a seven-star fighting saint.

At this moment, Wei Yang seemed calm on the surface, but in fact, there were undercurrents surging inside his body, and he was still desperately digesting the medicinal power of the quasi-golden elixir.

Although both sides were secretly locking onto each other at this time, neither chose to take the first step.

Wei Yang wanted to delay the matter, and the Soul Clan was not in a hurry either.

"He is Wei Yang? He is indeed not simple. I can vaguely feel a lot of pressure from him." Hun Yan said softly.

"After all, there was a loophole, which allowed him to escape and grow up right under our noses." Soul Mirror frowned.

"Although we were indeed negligent, it is undeniable that this boy's growth rate is really too fast!" Hunsha said helplessly.

The time point of Wei Yang's growth happened to be when all the attention of their Soul Clan was focused on the ancient imperial clan. He took advantage of the situation and rose up so fast that they could not react.

Every time he receives new news, Wei Yang's strength will undergo an earth-shaking change.

It's completely different every day, it's really jaw-dropping.

“No matter how strong he is, he is only at the late Seven Star level now, the same level as you and me.” Hunxuzi narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: “You and I, four Seven Star Douluo, are you still afraid of him?”

"Indeed." The three demon saints of the Soul Clan nodded silently.

At the same level, four against one, no matter how you look at it, the advantage is on me.

"Today, let's just do our best to get rid of him. We can't let him go any longer." Soul Mirror said calmly: "And let's take that remnant of the Xiao family with us as well."

"Heh, just a late five-star." Hun Yan glanced at Xiao Yan casually and said nonchalantly.

Even if Xiao Yan subdued the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire, they would not care too much. After all, Xiao Yan was only a five-star late-stage Douluo.

Their main focus is Wei Yang.

As for Yao Chen, there is no need to mention him. He is just an ant in the early three-star stage.

"Damn the Soul Clan!"

Seeing that Lian Wanhuo and others were restrained by Hun Tu, the scarlet color in Yaodan's eyes became even more intense.

There was already a sense of despair in my heart.

He quickly scanned the surroundings and finally fixed his eyes on Wei Yang and the other two who were slowly rising into the air. His eyes suddenly lit up.

He moved and appeared in front of them. With a wave of his sleeves, dozens of young people from the Medicine Clan appeared in front of the three of them.

Some of these people looked familiar. They were the group of young people who had achieved the best results in the pharmacopoeia before. They were the outstanding elite seeds of the medicine clan.

"Yao Chen, a strong man from my Yao clan exploded to tear a crack in space. You can take this opportunity to escape later. I have never asked for help in my life, but this time, I beg you to help my Yao clan preserve some blood."

Yao Dan's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Yao Chen and spoke in a hurried and rapid voice.

At this time, let alone begging, he would be willing to self-destruct in order to preserve the bloodline of his race.

The reason why Yao Chen was chosen was naturally because the blood of the Yao clan also flowed in Yao Chen's body.

Yao Lao was startled, looking at Yao Dan's blood-red eyes, his heart was a little blocked and his eyes were a little moist.

"Chief, I won't leave. Let me stay and fight these bastards!" Yao Tian roared with blood and tears on his face.

He witnessed with his own eyes his father being besieged and killed by several powerful Soul Clan members. Now, the only thing he wanted was to kill as many Soul Clan members as possible to avenge his father.

slap~

However, as soon as Yao Tian finished his words, a slap was slapped hard on the face.

Yao Dan looked at Yao Tian with a ferocious expression, and roared like a wild beast: "What's the point of you trash staying here? Countless tribesmen risked their lives to give you a chance to escape. Do you think you deserve it?"

Yao Tian covered his swollen cheek and bit his lips tightly, blood constantly flowing out from the corner of his mouth.

Beside him, Yao Ling, who was like a goddess in the hearts of the younger generation of the Yao clan, also had tears streaming down her cheeks.

After experiencing today's changes, they finally realized that they were just a group of greenhouse flowers under the protection of their tribe.

"Live well and listen to Yao Chen. For the continuation of the Yao family's bloodline, you have to die even if he asks you to!" Yao Dan said in a deep voice.

Yao Lao sighed lightly and said nothing.

Obviously, he acquiesced to Yao Dan's request and took on the burden.

"Yao Chen, please, it was our clan that let you down in the past," Yao Dan said in a trembling voice.

"There is no need to talk about the past. Chief Yaodan, I will do my best." Yao Lao waved his hand.

"Old man, I will do my best to help you." At this time, old man Shennong also flew over and sighed.

Obviously, he also saw that Wei Yang and the other two were preparing to break out, so he hurriedly followed them.

"Senior Shennong, following us in the breakout is not a good idea." Wei Yang raised his chin and gestured to the Three Demon Saints and Hunxuzi who were watching covetously from a distance, "They are watching us."

"Hehe, it doesn't matter. The worst that can happen is that I lose my life." Old man Shennong said indifferently.

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Seeing this, Wei Yang smiled and said nothing more.

Since old man Shennong is willing to follow, let him do as he pleases.

"Get ready. I will try my best to stop two of the three demon saints to relieve your pressure. The other elders of the Yao clan will help you tear open the space by self-destruction." Yaodan wiped the blood off his face and said.

His eyes swept over Yao Tian and the others one by one, and his expression became calmer.

Finally, he smiled casually, and all the fighting spirit in his body boiled up. He stomped his foot into the air, and was about to burst out.

"Wait." Wei Yang suddenly raised his hand to stop him.

"What's going on?" Yaodan looked over in surprise.

"Just take care of yourselves. I don't need you to self-destruct to open a passage for us. I don't want to owe you, the Medicine Clan, this favor." Wei Yang said calmly.

"But." Yaodan frowned and was about to say something.

Wei Yang waved his sleeves and pushed him aside, "Get out of the way."

Wei Yang took a deep breath and clenched his fists. "I have finally digested most of the medicine. Now I feel stronger than ever before."

then.

boom!

An extremely terrifying aura burst out from his body.

Bear~

The surging illusory black flames shot up into the sky.

Crackling~

Countless dark golden arcs of electricity exploded from his body and shot in all directions.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color.

At this moment, he was terribly strong.

It was like a demon god descending and overlooking the world. It was so majestic that it seemed not much worse than the previous Void Devouring Flame.

His eyes were like two scorching black suns or two black holes as he looked at the Three Demon Saints and Hunxuzi who had shocked faces, and grinned.

Immediately, both claws stabbed out fiercely, deeply inserted into the void in front of him, and then tore it fiercely, "Open it for me!"

tearing~

The void was torn apart, leaving a pitch-black crack that was dozens of feet long.

Behind the pitch-black crack, there was a layer of black flame blocking it, and it gushed out along the crack, sweeping towards Wei Yang.

suck~

Wei Yang opened his mouth and sucked hard, swallowing all the black flames in one gulp without any hesitation.

Looking ahead, behind the dark crack, there were black flame runes everywhere. Wei Yang turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan, who was well prepared, took a step forward, his hand slipped out from his sleeve, and a fire lotus of destruction emerged in his palm, "Void Devouring Flame? I have been wanting to compete with it for a long time."