Ling Han's thoughts were flying in his mind. The golden generation, old monsters from infinite time ago, and little monsters all appeared in this era. It couldn't be a coincidence, right?
While he was thinking, the young man in armor also walked out of the magic mist. His slender figure exuded an iron-blooded killing intent, making people tremble uncontrollably.
"I'm Yang Yihuan." The young man smiled and seemed very gentle, "I have met all of you seniors."
All the saints nodded slightly. After all, there was a saint standing next to him, and Yang Yihuan's elder was most likely a quasi-emperor, so he still had to give him some face.
Yang Yi also looked at those young people: "I want to challenge all the young geniuses, is there anyone willing to recruit me?"
The emperors looked at each other, but no one spoke for a moment.
They all received the spiritual message from the family saint, telling them not to be impulsive. This Yang Yi's strength is still unpredictable, so he should let others try his moves. If he is too powerful, wouldn't he be embarrassed in public?
Yang Yi also showed a look of surprise: "Is there no one there?"
When these words came out, all the emperors and princes looked a little ugly.
What kind of contempt is this?
Do you think no one can rival him?
You are so awesome when you emerge from the magic mist, no one can beat you?
"Let me teach you!" An emperor's son stood up. He was Yi Taiming of the Blood Flame Imperial Clan. He was not the golden generation or the silver generation, but an ordinary emperor's son.
However, the word "Emperor" is the most resounding title, representing absolute genius.
Yang Yi still smiled calmly and cupped his hands towards Yi Taiming: "Please."
Yi Taiming gave a soft drink and shot back at Yang Yi.
Yang Yi also took action, just an ordinary punch, but this punch seemed to be able to break the world, and it was indescribably terrifying.
With a bang, Yi Taiming fell to the ground and fainted.
Seeing this scene, everyone frowned.
In fact, Yi Taiming has just entered the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Although he is an emperor's son, even if he encounters a Daozi-level genius with four transformations and five transformations, he is still no match for him.
But Yang Yi returned the punch... it was too scary.
Not only the power, but also the kind of momentum, the kind of supreme confidence, as if the world could collapse, making people's scalp numb.
What a broad mind is this?
Yang Yi also smiled faintly: "Is there any other brother who is willing to give me some help?"
The Silver Generation looked at each other. Is it possible that another pervert will appear after Ling Han, Ding Shu, and Shi Yi?
Can he be allowed to be so arrogant?
Hang Weili, the silver generation member of the Wan Lei Imperial Clan, came out and smiled: "Hang Weili, I would like to ask Brother Yang for advice."
"Please." Yang Yi was very polite, a little too gentle.
Hang Weili immediately went out to kill him. He immediately used seven spiritual bodies to attack Yang Yihuan, each showing their great moves.
Obviously, he was very afraid of this opponent, and he went all out when he took action.
Yang Yi still punched, the same as before, but the power was increased countless times.
Bang, Hang Weili was blown away and fell heavily to the ground, where he also fainted.
Hiss, he defeated two emperors with just two punches.
Moreover, what is even more surprising is that the power of the second punch and the first punch are very different, as if they have been adjusted accordingly according to the opponent's strength.
Yang Yi also smiled slightly and said: "I am a Nine Transformation, but I will never suppress others with my realm. Therefore, no matter what the opponent's cultivation level is, I will push my realm to the corresponding level."
Therefore, the power of the second punch and the first punch are so different.
Hearing this, everyone became more awe-inspiring and even felt a sense of fear.
If you rely on your high cultivation level, it is not unusual to defeat the Emperor's son with one punch. There are many spirit transformation realms that can do it. However, under the premise that your "cultivation level" is equivalent, you can still defeat the Silver Generation with one punch. This is
Terrible.
The golden generation... can it be done?
At this time, everyone's eyes turned towards Ling Han.
This guy has done it before, defeating the Silver Generation.
Oh my god, there really is another unparalleled evildoer.
Yang Yi was still calm and calm: "Well, you can have a few more people come together, ten or twenty doesn't matter."
His expression was gentle and seemingly calm, but his words were aggressive and extremely arrogant.
It doesn't matter if the emperor's sons come together, not two or three, but ten or twenty.
How arrogant is this?
Such a provocation makes the saints of the Imperial Clan a little embarrassed. They represent the strongest in the world, but now someone is provoking their authority. If they don't fight back fiercely, wouldn't they make everyone in the world laugh?
"Haha, since Little Friend Yang is so confident, let's all come together." A saint said with a smile.
Damn, are you embarrassed?
But think about it again, in a one-on-one situation, who can be this perverted opponent?
The Silver Generation can kill you with just one punch. Isn’t it just a gift of food when you’re one-on-one?
Moreover, firstly, the golden generation is not here, and secondly, the last golden generation has also entered the leader level, so what if he comes, using the big to bully the small?
So what's the point of winning?
It's better to fight in a group. Although this will bring disgrace to the face, it can at least destroy Yang Yihuan's spirit. Moreover, isn't this what he personally requested?
Soon, the emperor's sons came out one after another, basically the Silver Generation, numbering twenty-two.
"Come on." Yang Yi smiled and said, extremely gentle.
Those emperors looked at each other, it was something that had never happened before for these twenty people to join forces.
But now the arrow is on the string and it has to be fired.
"kill!"
They all rushed out and displayed their imperial skills, which was inexplicably terrifying.
However, Yang Yi still stepped forward and punched with both fists without any fear.
At this moment, his hair was flying, and his expression was also flying. He was no longer the gentle young man, but like a sword unsheathed, he finally exuded a fierce fighting spirit and shot straight into the sky.
Arrogant, domineering and unscrupulous!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He punched one by one, no matter what the Silver Generation, no matter how they joined forces, they were no match for him with one punch. Only silhouettes were seen flying around. After twenty-two punches, the whole world became quiet.
Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe their eyes at all.
Defeated, defeated, in just a few breaths, all twenty-two emperors were defeated.
Will anyone believe this if I say it?
So shocking!
Yang Yi still withdrew his fists, and his flying hair hung down. He returned to his previous gentleness and non-controversy, and said softly: "Is there anyone else who can give me a move?"
The words fell and no one answered.
If the golden generation does not emerge, who can resist?
Even if a golden generation is born, will it really be his opponent?
But the Golden Generation can be compared to the Great Emperor. If this person is more powerful than the Golden Generation, then wouldn't he surpass all the Great Emperors in the past?
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