Chapter 4386: Yang Yihuan

Thoughts were flying in Ling Han's mind. It shouldn't be a coincidence that the golden generation, the old monsters from infinitely long ago, and the little monsters were all born in this era, right?

While he was thinking, the young man in armor also came out of the magic fog. His slender figure exuded the intent of killing with blood and iron, which made people tremble uncontrollably.

"I am Yang Yihuan." The young man smiled, but he seemed very gentle, "I have met 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 the quasi-emperor, so he still had to give some face.

Yang Yi also looked at those young people: "I want to challenge you young geniuses, is there anyone willing to give me a trick?"

Those emperors and sons looked at each other, but no one spoke for a while.

They all got the voice transmission of the family sage's spiritual consciousness, let them not be impulsive, this Yang Yi is still unpredictable, let others try the trick, if it is frighteningly strong, wouldn't it be embarrassing in public?

Yang Yi also showed a look of surprise: "Is there no one?"

These words made all the emperors look a little ugly.

What kind of contemptuous demeanor is this?

Think no one can match him?

Are you awesome when you come out of the magic fog, and no one can beat you?

"Let me learn it!" A son of the emperor stood up. He was Yi Taiming from the Blood Flame Emperor Clan. He was not of the golden generation or the silver generation, but an ordinary emperor.

However, the word "dizi" is the most famous name, representing an absolute genius.

Yang Yi still smiled calmly, and bowed his hands to Yi Taiming: "Please."

Yi Taiming yelled softly, and killed Yang Yi.

Yang Yi also made a move, it was just an ordinary punch, but this punch seemed to be able to split the world, it was so terrifying that it was indescribable.

With a bang, Yi Taiming fell to the ground and passed out immediately.

Seeing this scene, everyone frowned.

In fact, Yi Taiming has only just entered the spiritual transformation realm. Although he is an emperor, even if he encounters a Daozi-level genius who changes four times and five times, he is still only invincible.

But Yang Yi returned this punch...it was terrible.

Not only the power, but also the kind of momentum, the kind with supreme confidence, as if the world could collapse, which makes people's scalp numb.

What kind of broad mind is this?

Yang Yi smiled lightly: "Is there any brother who is willing to give me a trick?"

The Silver Generation looked at each other, could it be that after Ling Han, Ding Shu, and Shi Yi, another pervert appeared?

Can he be so arrogant?

Hang Weili, the Baiyin generation of the Wanlei Imperial Clan, came out, and he also smiled: "Hang Weili, please ask Brother Yang for advice."

"Please." Yang Yi was very polite, too gentle.

Hang Weili immediately killed him. He sacrificed seven spirit bodies at the first time, and each showed their big moves, attacking Yang Yi.

Obviously, he was very afraid of this opponent, and he had already gone all out to make a move.

Yang Yi still punched, the same as before, but the power was increased by an unknown number of times.

Bang, Hang Wei was immediately blown out, fell heavily to the ground, and also passed out.

Hiss, two punches defeated the two emperors.

Moreover, what is even more astonishing is that the power of the second punch is very different from that of the first punch, as if it has been adjusted according to the strength of the opponent.

Yang Yi also smiled slightly, and said: "I am Nine Changes, but I will never overwhelm others with my realm. Therefore, no matter what cultivation level my opponent is, I will suppress my realm to the corresponding level."

so,

The power of the second punch is so much different from the first punch.

Hearing this, everyone was even more awe-inspiring, and even had a kind of fear.

If you rely on high cultivation, it is not uncommon to beat the emperor with one punch, there are too many spiritual transformation realms to do it. However, under the premise of comparable "cultivation", it is terrifying to be able to defeat the Silver Generation with one punch.

The golden generation... can it be done?

At this time, everyone's gazes were directed towards Ling Han.

This guy has done it before, defeating the Silver Generation.

Oh my god, there really is another peerless evildoer.

Yang Yi was still calm: "Well, how many more of you can go up together, it doesn't matter if there are ten or twenty."

He had a gentle expression and seemed calm, but his words were aggressive and arrogant beyond bounds.

Actually let the emperors go up together, and not two or three, ten or twenty doesn't matter.

How crazy is this?

Such a provocation made the saints of the Imperial Clan feel uncomfortable. 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 the world laugh?

"Hehe, since Xiaoyou Yang is so confident, let's all go together." A saint laughed.

Damn, are you sorry?

But think again, if it's one-on-one, who can be this pervert's opponent?

Isn't the one-on-one delivery of food for the first generation of silver?

Moreover, firstly, the golden generation is not here, and secondly, the last golden generation has also entered the leader level, so what if it comes, bullying the small by the big?

What's the point of winning?

It's better to fight in groups, although this is also dishonoring, but at least it can kill Yang Yi's spirit, and, isn't this what he personally asked for?

Soon, the sons of emperors came out one after another, basically the silver generation, with a total of twenty-two.

"Come on." Yang Yi smiled, extremely gentle.

Those emperors and sons looked at each other, these twenty people joined hands, it has never happened before.

But now that the arrow is on the string, it has to be launched.

"kill!"

They all rushed out, displaying their imperial skills together, it was terrifying and inexplicable.

However, Yang Yi still stepped forward, punching with both fists, without any fear.

At this moment, his hair was flying, and his expression was also flying. He was no longer that gentle young man, like a treasured sword out of its sheath, but finally exuded a biting fighting spirit, and went straight to the sky.

Insolent, domineering, unscrupulous!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

He punches one punch, so what about the silver generation, and what about teaming up, he is not his enemy at all, only people are flying around, after twenty-two punches, the whole world is quiet.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe their eyes at all.

Defeated, defeated, just a few breaths, and the twenty-two emperors were all defeated.

Will anyone believe this?

It was so shocking!

Yang Yi still retracted his fists, his fluttering hair drooped down, and he regained his gentleness before, and said softly, "Is there anyone else who can give me a trick?"

The voice fell, and no one answered.

If the golden generation does not come out, who can resist?

Even if the golden generation is born, is it really his opponent?

But the golden generation can be compared to the original emperor. If this person is more powerful than the golden generation, wouldn't he surpass the great emperors of all dynasties?