"Yes, I live for a million years. Now, I am no match for this young boy Yiming. How can I bear the favor?"

"If there is no accident, Yiming's victory is decided!"

"Hehe, what's the accident?"

...

Long Minghai even raised this move to the extreme and said, "Yiming's move is already the peak of Tao, and no one can match it. If I were in it, I was afraid that I would immediately raise my hand to surrender."

Everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes to Long Haotian, waiting for his comments. Although these guys closed their mouths and did not smile, their eyes were full of mockery.

Yes, you old guy just said that the other party was invincible, but now, Tang Cheng can't even defeat Long Yiming and one move.

Long Haotian sat firmly on Diaoyutai and said lightly: "Everyone, watch the show!" Long Haotian pretended to be calm. To be honest, he was also unsure. After He Yiming used the Wanlongtong Holy Formation, his strength soared so much. Even the elder, he was probably not an opponent. So, can Tang Cheng escape?

Long Yiming successfully attacked, his palms closed, and the four fields were silent, without any movement. Just as Long Minghai and others were puzzled, Long Yiming smiled coldly and slowly separated his hands.

As his movement continued, the space suddenly cracked a dark gap and ran away from top to bottom. Looking at its castration, it pointed directly at Tang Cheng's waist.

Tang Cheng was outside the space, but Long Yiming's attack was torn apart the space. Once he touched Tang Cheng, the move of Cangqiong's solo dance would be considered self-defeating.

However, at that time, it was too late for Tang Cheng to hide!

It can be said that this is a decisive move. Tang Cheng smiled and let the crack in the space wind over, like a poisonous dragon biting Tang Cheng's waist fiercely.

When a cultivator advances to the soul, simply killing his body is no longer considered killing the enemy. The escape of the soul is no longer easy for a cultivator.

However, in front of Long Yiming, what kind of soul can escape his boxing suppression? No, the soul that lost its body has no other way except to tremble under his boxing posture?

The crack spread, Tang Cheng's body split into pieces and instantly fell into the space crack. Long Yiming smiled, and Long Minghai and others thousands of miles away also smiled.

Long Haotian's hand stroking his beard stopped moving, and his face showed a look of thought.

[Is it true that the person I saw was a silver-shaped spear head? Is his previous power as if it were like a floating fort on the beach, and it would fall in the blink of an eye?]

When Long Yiming was laughing proudly, he suddenly heard a sneer beside him, saying, "Don't you think you have won, do you?" The mockery in the voice was so obvious, and the voice was so familiar that Long Yiming blurted out four words.

"This is impossible!"

Hearing this, Tang Cheng laughed loudly. Amid the fierce laughter, he flapped his wings and rushed forward, and suddenly appeared beside Long Yiming, kicking Long Yiming's face with a heavy leg.

Long Yiming blocked his left fist with a horizontal fist, covering him. His right fist was then blasted out, and the violent force suppressed the ten directions. With just a moment of buffering, Long Yiming could regroup.

However, Tang Cheng's kick seemed to have not touched Long Yiming's left fist, and it flew past his arm and hit Long Yiming's cheek.

A "boom" explosion. Long Yiming carried it like a meteor. You could vaguely see that a few teeth were thrown into the air, and there was an extremely clear footprint on Long Yiming's face.

One move, the dragon is defeated!

Everyone thousands of miles away was silent, only Long Minghai said in an incredible tone: "How did he get out of this?"

They turned their eyes to Long Haotian again. Long Haotian coughed lightly and said with a reserved look: "Long Qianlin, Long Xiaoyun, you two will go to receive Tangcheng immediately. Please be careful. No matter what his requirements are, try to satisfy them. If they cannot be satisfied, let him know the sincerity of our dragon clan."

The two of them responded with respect, and then they flashed and disappeared without a trace.

Without Long Yiming's power as support, the hundred-foot-high flower collapsed, and the azure petals and snow-white hungry stamens turned into sea water at the same time, swelling back with a bang, splashing snow-white foam all over the sky.

Tang Cheng took action with a good attitude. Although Long Yiming looked miserable, it was not actually hurt. He kicked Long Yiming away, and Tang Cheng looked at the Wanlongtong Holy Formation. The pattern was embedded in the air, hiding the secret deep.

This is one of the most important secret methods of the dragon clan. Those who are not cultivators of the Creation Realm must not hear it. Tang Cheng would naturally not get any secrets after just a few glances. However, Tang Cheng was not interested in this borrowed power. He grinned and turned back disdainfully. Although he had not taken action, a sword rainbow that ran through thousands of feet was slashed out in a flash.

In the midst of lightning, the Shenxiao Chaos Heavenly Tribulation Sword had already entered the formation. A mere creation did not even have wisdom. Facing Tang Cheng's sword rainbow, he was easily split into two sections without even resisting.

When Long Yiming emerged from the sea, Tang Cheng had already killed the Wanlongtong Holy Formation he had worked hard to destroy. The remaining dragon clan ran away under the instinctive trend.
Chapter completed!