Weapon Master

Chapter 1794 - Punching Kill

Zhuo Feng's mind was in shock and his face was bloodless. He raised his head in horror and felt that his vision had been completely stuffed by Pang Shuo's fist.

The Immortal Body's fist movements were not fancy, it just came crashing down from above, but the terrifying Strength Qi was like a huge wave from above, crazily pouring down, as though it could crush any obstacle in the world into pieces. It was extremely powerful, with unstoppable momentum.

Such a simple punch, yet it caused Zhuo Feng to be incomparably terrified, and also made the surrounding ten or so heavenly kings tremble in fear.

"Tang Huan, I'll fight it out with you!"

After he recovered from his terror, Zhuo Feng gritted his teeth as a crazed expression appeared on his face.

Now, he could no longer avoid it. He let out a hysterical roar, and the longsword in his hand gave off a large green glow as he continued to move it at a speed that was difficult to catch within his mind.

"Sizzle sizzle."

The sharp sound of a sword breaking through the air resounded in the air as a sharp sword beam appeared and circled around Ye Chen.

In the blink of an eye, the countless cyan sword beams had condensed into a huge cyan vortex, swallowing all of Pang Shuo's fists that had descended from the sky. At the same time, a powerful and berserk aura emanated from the depths of the vortex.

That aura contained an incomparable sharpness. Even if a huge mountain were to fall into it, it would instantly disintegrate into dust.

"Phew!" "Whooosh."

The extremely powerful whistling sound once again shook the sky. Yun Hen, Liu Haoge and the others quickly acted to rescue the giant, and a dozen or so terrifying attacks once again roared towards the golden giant. In that instant, all the low level Sky Kings had pushed their Tian Yuan to the extreme, not holding back at all.

At this time, they had no choice but to go all out.

Because the situation this time was a bit different, Jiang Bo was only injured after being pushed back. However, if Zhuo Feng was hit by that punch, his soul would probably be shattered. Tang Huan's clone, under the combined attacks of numerous lower heavenly kings, had already heavily injured Jiang Bo. If they were to once again kill Zhuo Feng …

This was a devastating blow to everyone's confidence.

"Humm ~ ~"

Within the avatar's body, the immortal zither trembled, and the zither music flowed like water. Yet another layer of rainbow colored barrier appeared on the surface of his body, but his movements didn't slow down in the slightest. In the blink of an eye, the giant fist smashed into the green whirlpool that was a hundred meters wide.

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A loud explosive sound rang out as the fist strength surged. The green whirlpool that seemed like it could crush anything in its path actually directly broke into pieces. Pang Shuo's fist instantly pierced through the raging Strength Qi and landed on the green colored sword and Zhuo Feng's body.

It was as if a giant boulder falling from the sky had struck a fly that was flying in the air. As a result, the boulder didn't slow down at all as it continued to press down on the fly.

Zhuo Feng was like that fly.

Under the pressure of that fist aura, he was actually unable to even let out a scream. His body involuntarily plummeted and a sense of despair surfaced uncontrollably in his eyes. In this instant, he clearly felt his Superior Grade Dao Artifact bursting open, and his powerful flesh body collapsing.

Zhuo Feng seemed to have smelled death.

"Bam!"

But just at that time, the dozen or so fierce attacks engulfed the golden giant again.

The rainbow colored barrier instantly shattered. The Immortal Body's avatar shook violently, and its huge fist finally stopped moving slightly. The force of its punch also seemed to dissipate a bit. Even so, Zhuo Feng's body and weapon could not withstand it any longer and exploded with a loud bang, turning into a mass of blood mist and bits and pieces of azure light.

"Whoosh!"

However, in the next moment, there was a tiny sound of something breaking through the air. A tiny cyan figure flew out of the blood fog and ran away as fast as lightning.

This was Zhuo Feng's Dao Nascent Soul!

In an instant, the little person became a ray of cyan light and escaped several thousand meters away.

When Yun He, Liu Haoge and the rest saw this, they all let out a sigh of relief. Although they weren't able to completely save Zhuo Feng, his reflection still managed to escape from his body. However, just as their suspended hearts were set at rest, their expressions changed drastically as their heartstrings once again tightened.

A few hundred meters in front of Zhuo Feng's nascent soul, a black shadow appeared like a ghost.

"I'm still not satisfied with my curiosity. You just ran away like that. Isn't that too ungrateful?" A scornful laughter rang out as a terrifying sword intent appeared once again. A dazzling white light shot out from the black shadow's hand, striking towards the green Nascent Soul.

"Tang Huan, spare..."

Wherever the white light passed by, the green figure would immediately dissipate, and the black figure that had just revealed itself was clearly imprinted into the eyes of the crowd of cultivators, shockingly, it was Tang Huan, who had just disappeared after being attacked by the two lower level Sky Kings.

It was true that the Nascent Soul of an Inferior Heavenly King was not weak, but without the support of flesh body, it was impossible for it to withstand the attack of an Inferior Heavenly King.

As a result, when Tang Huan swung the Pure Yang Divine Sword in her hand, the fate of Zhuo Feng's Nascent Soul was already decided.

In front of everyone's eyes, in just a short while of battle, a lower Heavenly King had already died!

Not only did this cause Yun Hen, Liu Haoge, and the dozen Heavenly Kings to be extremely shocked, the surrounding tens of thousands of cultivators were even more so. The world became so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

From the moment Tang Huan revealed her clone, it had only been a few breaths of time.

However, even though Tang Huan fought one against fourteen, she still managed to severely injure one person and kill another with lightning speed, while his main body and clones were still in perfect condition.

They were both lower heavenly kings, but Tang Huan's strength was actually so terrifying?

Looking at the black shadow that stood in the sky and the golden giant that had already stabilized its body, a deep sense of fear involuntarily rose from the bottom of the hearts of everyone present.

There were only twelve Inferior Heavenly Kings around the golden giant, and their eyes were filled with fear.

They had just unleashed their full powers, but were still unable to do anything to Tang Huan's clone.

But all of them believed that Tang Huan's clone would not be able to maintain such a powerful state forever. As long as they continued with their fierce attacks, the golden giant would eventually collapse. However, they also knew that this goal was not something that could be achieved in a short amount of time.

Moreover, Tang Huan's elusive body could not give them enough time, nor could she allow them to strike her clones without stopping.

Fight or retreat?

If they continued to fight, the remaining lower level Heavenly Kings would definitely suffer more casualties. Furthermore, they might not even be able to kill Tang Huan and his clone, but if they retreated, that would mean that their scheme had completely failed.