Chapter 167 Tell you who I am!

Sometimes, momentum can determine the outcome of a battle more than strength. Just like now, Yang Heng and Shui Kuang and others were caught off guard and their strength was greatly reduced by panic.

After successfully breaking through to the realm of Tian Chong, Yang Heng's magical power has also been greatly enhanced. The statue of Wei Tuo, which was conceived by his gloomy split, was 30 feet high. The diamond pestle held in the statue's hand was glazed with Buddha light, and golden runes shone by one. The King Kong pestle gently waved, and the majestic wind almost shook the whole radius of three miles.

Especially those brought by the Uveda, although there are many scribes and masters, like Mrs. Dingbei, they practiced most of the magical powers of the magic sect. At this time, they were restrained by Yang Heng. Therefore, as soon as Yang Heng's gloomy split appeared, he immediately relied on the power of Wei Tuo's magical power to occupy a great advantage.

Especially in the middle of the team brought by Uveda, Yang Heng's gloomy split presents a posture of beating the falling dog.

Now Yang Heng is a ghost fairy in the realm of heaven, which is no longer what it used to be. At the beginning, when he fought with Mrs. Dingbei, he was not as strong as the other party and could defeat Mrs. Dingbei by relying on Wei Tuo's magic power, not to mention this time.

Most of the people brought by Uveda are as good as Mrs. Dingbei. They are all spiritual and intelligent realms. In Yang Heng's eyes, these dozens of spiritual realms are not even as good as ants.

The statue of Wei Tuo showed its power, and the King Kong treasure pestle swept all over the world. Yang Heng's gloomy split quickly shocked dozens of people in the enemy camp and vomited blood, turning them into a waste that was not even as ordinary mysterious people.

This is the end of their fighting with Yang Heng. Once you are defeated from the magic fighting method, it will become worse than waste, and there will only be an introduction to be slaughtered.

With the addition of Yang Heng's gloomy split, the advantage in Yang Heng's hand immediately increased, and the scene has completely turned into a one-sided situation.

Yang Heng's gloomy split killed everywhere in the Uveda camp, and Morimoto next to him was not much better. Compared with the Uveda, the water maniac obviously hated this Morimoto more. The water maniac used all kinds of wonderful means and immediately showed a killing posture. However, when he saw Yang Heng's gloomy split not far away, his heart still shook slightly.

"Good boy, this boy has just broken through to the realm of the soul, and his breath is still unstable. He can deal with dozens of enemies at once. This boy is too evil! Moreover, it's just one of his ghosts. His original master is still controlling the four mythical beasts. Whether it's mind or Xuanqi, this boy is not like a person who has just broken through, but like a top master who has stayed in the realm of heaven for decades!"

In the case of both Shuiman and Yang Heng showing their power, Yang Heng immediately occupied an absolute advantage on the court. With just two teas, Morimoto and Uveda have less than 50 people left to fight.

In the battle group, Uveda and Morimoto, as well as four other ghosts in the realm of heaven and soul, have transformed into their own gloomy splits and used all their means to make the final dying struggle.

And at this time, Yang Heng's men and four mythical beasts had besieged them. For them, the breakthrough had become delusional.

"Bastard, who the hell is this boy? Look at his age, he is not even 20 years old. Why is his cultivation so high? These people under me can't even catch him!" Uveda's face was ferocious, and he shouted angrily. Just now, he witnessed the scene of Yang Heng's gloomy split relying on Wei Tuo's magical power to kill everywhere. In just a few days, his group of doormen died and were killed and injured under the attack of Yang Heng's statue of Wei Tuo. Originally, the remaining 100 people are now less than one-third.

To be forced to such a point by a young man, which is something that Uveda never dreamed of. However, in front of Yang Heng, Uveda has no countermeasures at all. The people in his family are all practicing the magic power of the Demon Gate, which has been greatly limited in front of Yang Heng's Wei Tuo's magic power. What's more, their cultivation is not as Yang Heng's!

"Thief, it seems that you are not a water maniac. Who the hell are you?" At this moment, the robe on Uveda floated. He sent his hands forward, and a strange gossip figure suddenly appeared in front of him. This figure is the same as the gossip figure engraved on his Taoist robe. When it appeared, it immediately set off a gust of gloomy wind around.

At this moment, the sun has exposed the tip of the iceberg, and the eastern sky is fiery red, and the mountain of the universe is also colorful. However, after the Uveda transformed this trick, the color between heaven and earth suddenly changed, and all the colors were lost in an instant, leaving only black and white.

In the eight trigram graphic transformed by the Uveda, the two colors of black and white are entangled with each other. In the graphics, there seems to be a magic that devours everything. As long as ordinary people look at it, almost their will and spirit will be absorbed by this gossip graphic.

Next to Yang Heng, the people in the scribe camp suddenly became turbulent after seeing this strange gossip figure.

"Little thief, don't bully others too much. Don't think that I'm really afraid of you. You killed so many of me for no reason. I want to settle this account with you to the end!" Uveda's voice, like the expression on his face, turned into a kind of hysteria. He looked at Yang Heng and roared crazily. At the same time, the gossip figure in front of him suddenly sent forward, rolling up gusts of wind and rushing towards Yang Heng's position.

"Eacon's little skill!" Yang Heng was condescending and took charge of the overall situation. Any wind and grass on the battlefield could not escape his eyes. Yang Heng naturally saw the attack on Uveda. However, Yang Heng didn't care too much.

Under the attack of the Uvedic gossip map, the space is almost distorted, and this gossip image is very eye-catching on the battlefield. The rolling wind continued to soar, and the place where the gossip graphics flew by, the magic fog rolled, almost turning the battlefield into a demon realm. Between black and white, everyone feels a kind of magical power.

However, Yang Heng was still arrogant, and even waited quietly for the arrival of the gossip figure without blinking his eyes.

"Don't you want to know who I am, then I'll tell you, I'm the one who came to take your life!" Just as the gossip graphics of the Uveda flew less than five feet away from Yang Heng, Yang Heng shouted faintly and his body suddenly moved.

This movement is fierce, and his speed is not captured by the human eye at all. In the void, even Yang Heng's shadow was not left.