God Dominating All Realms

A bloody battle was similar to a duel. One person from each side would emerge victorious, and only life and death would be determined. As long as he was alive, he would continue to fight, unless none of his opponents were willing to fight.

The bloody battles were extremely brutal. Very few people would be able to take the challenge. Who would have the confidence to face an endless war of attrition?

The great test of strength, determination, and perseverance!

A bloodbath was a desperate fight to the death between the strong and the weak. The strong and the weak would suffer even greater losses, and the gains wouldn't make up for the losses.

However, if they wanted to leave behind the Tao Sect, Mu Rong Family, and Soaring Dragon School Rankers, it would undoubtedly be the most suitable choice.

"Good, a bloody battle!" Tang Yi said coldly.

Since he was so stubborn, he would make rivers of blood and eliminate all troubles in the future once and for all!

The Martial Emperor frowned, but Fan Yu did not say anything. Since Tang Yi had already made a decision, they naturally would not oppose it.

After this battle, Hei Shi, Great Tang, and the Great Yan would not even have hundreds or even thousands of years to recover from it.

The reason why Tang Yi agreed to a bloody battle, was to tell everyone to not provoke me anymore!

On the next day, the army formed a formation as the ranker stepped forward. Tang Yi stood in mid air, standing at the same position as the Muye City's wall.

"Elder Fu, do you dare to fight?!" Tang Yi activated his Genuine Qi and the sound wave spread far and wide.

"Why would I not dare!" Fu Qing agreed without hesitation. Murong Yan and Qing Song didn't even have a chance to consider.

Tang Yi predicted that this would be the result and he would definitely not compromise.

"Alright, who wants to fight me!" Tang Yi bellowed, and scanned the place coldly.

Fan Yu, Martial Emperor, Chen Xuan and the others were all shocked, they never thought that Tang Yi would be the first to fight.

There were very few bloody battles in history, but the first one to fight would definitely die. No matter how strong he was, he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.

What they wanted was the living Tang Yi. The dead Tang Yi was of no value, so it meant that all the effort they had put in was in vain.

"Kill!"

When Fu Qing's cold words fell, a figure rushed out.

Wang Yun?

Tang Yi could not help but laugh. He did not expect to meet Wang Yun here, and seeing how only his cultivation was at the peak of the second level of Spirit Wandering Stage, he felt even more strongly about how important talent was to growth.

"Please!" Tang Yi extended his hand out.

"Die!" Wang Yun rushed over like lightning. The longsword trembled and a green light flashed as a green light shot out from the tip of the sword.

"An insignificant skill!"

Tang Yi laughed faintly as he activated his Genuine Qi. He then grabbed at the green whip.

Seeing this, Wang Yun was overjoyed, the green whip suddenly thrusted straight for Tang Yi's chest.

Fan Yu, Martial Emperor and the rest who were watching the battle frowned. They did not know why Tang Yi was being so arrogant, but the most crucial part of the blood battle was saving the Genuine Qi s, conserving their strength so as to avoid getting injured.

Even if he could guarantee that he wouldn't get injured, the Genuine Qi would definitely consume a lot more energy, which would be very disadvantageous in the upcoming battles.

Bang!

Both of Tang Yi's hands focused on the green whip, and a cold smile rose from the corner of his mouth. The green whip suddenly exploded, transforming into countless of green lights, and poured down towards Tang Yi like a storm. At the same time, Wang Yun increased his speed and thrusted forward, the longsword shone with a green light, its killing intent was endless.

"Disperse!"

Tang Yi gave a low shout, and Genuine Qi s covered his entire body. The golden light was faintly discernible, and as the green light exploded one after another, Tang Yi rushed over in a flash.

Both of his hands shone with a brilliant golden light, as he directly grabbed at the longsword s in Wang Yun's hands.

"Crazy! He's crazy!"

The treasure in Wang Yun's hand was actually a flesh and blood body. If this wasn't crazy, then what was? Even magic tools did not dare to use their flesh and blood to fight back.

Fan Yu and the Martial Emperor frowned, they could not figure out what Tang Yi was trying to do.

Murong Yan, Fu Qing and the others frowned at the same time. They didn't think that Tang Yi would send himself to his death, he definitely had his reasons.

Just as his two hands were about to grab onto the longsword, two violent golden lights exploded out, blasting towards Wang Yun's chest at lightning speed.

Just then, the golden hologram rose up, enveloping Wang Yun's surroundings. It was the Talisman.

"Break!"

Tang Yi's eyes flashed with a bright light, he turned in the air and smashed down towards the golden hologram, only to see the golden hologram shattering into pieces, while Wang Yun's hand hurriedly turned and stabbed at him.

But at this moment, it was already too late!

Bang!

Tang Yi's palms struck on Wang Yun's back, causing blood to spurt out wildly as his body charged forward rapidly. He did not even need to look to know that he would definitely die, how could his flesh and blood possibly withstand it?

Tang Yi looked at Muye City coldly, "Next!"

In this battle, the reason why Tang Yi did not use the Demon Subduing Blade was only to temper his control over it. He had absolute advantage and was somewhat confident.

The truth proved that he was right. The strength of Spiritual Sense could control the change in the battle, but victory was inevitable.

The crowd was silent, everyone knew that Tang Yi's power could not leave the Demon Subduing Blade. At that moment, not only did Tang Yi not use his Demon Subduing Blade, he did not even use any weapon, and easily killed Wang Yun.

Such strength, only a few people in the early stages of Spirit Wandering Stage were able to match.

At that time, his Genuine Qi did not have any attributes, could it be that something happened?

He still remembered that a common body was already so strong to this extent!

Thinking back to those of his generation, who could stop him?

Fan Yu and Chen Xuan looked at each other, as though they could see something in each other's eyes, and then shook their heads at the same time.

The golden light that flickered around Tang Yi did not have the aura of the Buddhism Sect technique, there was another story.

"I'll do it!"

After a moment of silence, a figure rushed out. Murong Feng.

With spear in hand, he pointed at Tang Yi, the unique killing intent of the army gushing out.

He could still remember the first time he met Murong Feng, how they went through the motions of life and death together.

Not long after Murong Feng broke through the second level of Spirit Wandering Stage, her aura was actually much stronger than Wang Yun's. When the difference in cultivation was not too great, one's talent could be overturned or even crushed.

"Attack!" Murong Feng said coldly. He disdained to take advantage of this situation.

"You're not enough!" Tang Yi shook his head. Murong Feng's strength was not bad, but he was not worth it for him to use her blade, "But I give you respect!"

With that said, the Demon Subduing Blade in his hand, his killing intent overflowed into the heavens.

After several months of tempering, Tang Yi's blade technique was even stronger, completely controlled by the Upper Dantian's figure. It did not belong to his own blade technique, but he could not deny its power.

Murong Feng immediately felt an incomparably strong pressure, and an undefeatable thought rose in her mind. The tighter she held onto the spear, the more serious her gaze became.

"You can go back if you can't die even after receiving a single slash from me." Tang Yi said indifferently.

"No need!" Murong Feng knew that Tang Yi wasn't humiliating him, but he still couldn't accept it.

"Fight!"

A shout exploded as a spear cut through the air, thrusting forward like a dragon.

Murong Feng did not dare to wait any longer. He was afraid that she would lose the courage to fight.

Tang Yi silently watched the spear piercing towards him, unmoving, as if nothing had happened.

"Alright!"

Fu Qing loudly cheered, attracting countless gazes of dissatisfaction. Everyone knew that he was cheering for Tang Yi.

Fu Qing disdained to pay attention to them. Respect for his opponents was the greatest respect to him, and he had long understood this logic.

At the same time, Fu Qing felt regret over this, not all of it. He would be the main disciple of the Soaring Dragon School, not inferior to Long Ruoli.

When he thought of this, Fu Qing's eyes dimmed. No matter how strong he looked on the surface, he could not change the disappointment in his heart.

Long Ruoli, Mo Er, Tang Yi, the hope of the Soaring Dragon School rising to prominence. Now that he had gone through the third and second part, could it be that all of this was fated?

"Duan Family!"

Fu Qing sighed in his heart, now that the situation had come to this, was there still any hope for the Soaring Dragon School?