"Are there rules in the Immortal Realm against ganging up on someone?"
Seeing this whole bunch emerge, Tang Yu asked with a smile.
"There really aren't. That's why people generally don't make too many enemies. You're the exception."
One of the Immortal Emperors with a toad-like face sneered. The dharma manifestation behind him transformed into a Thunder God and charged at Tang Yu.
At the same time, two fire-cultivating Immortal Emperors transformed into Fire Gods, wielding long spears as they thrust at Tang Yu.
With those three taking the lead, the remaining ten did not rush to attack. Instead, they silently watched the battle.
They had all been defeated by Tang Yu before—and utterly crushed at that.
But with thirteen of them joining forces today, they had only one goal.
They would not let this kid leave alive!
Facing the siege of three Immortal Emperors of the same realm, Tang Yu decisively stopped time as the Fist Dao wrapped around both his hands.
Perfect. Everyone present was a male cultivator.
As he threw three punches, supreme fist intent descended from the nine heavens, surging forth like the Yellow River pouring down in a flood.
The instant time began to flow again—
Those terrifying punches had already struck the three men's dharma manifestations.
In an instant, the three divine figures shattered on the spot. The three Immortal Emperors who had attacked first turned pale, staring at Tang Yu with wary eyes.
How could there be such bizarre fist intent? And what kind of bizarre Dao was this?
"Male cultivators who face me are all half a realm weaker."
Having sent the three men flying with a single punch, Tang Yu smiled at the crowd. "I suggest you start competing now over who can run faster, so you won't all have to