Weapon Master

Chapter 926: I can't even cry!

Plop!

As the sand and dirt rolled up, a deep pit with a radius of several meters appeared.

"Sliding!"

The three Tian Clan cultivators whose faces were stiff like wooden chickens woke up from their stupor.

With two swoosh swoosh swoosh sounds, the black clothed middle aged man and the triangular-eyed man stood horizontally in front of Tang Huan, while the skinny young man rushed towards Shaling.

"Little... Be careful... "Pfft!"

As soon as he trembled and said those two words, he could no longer suppress the churning blood in his chest. Blood spurted out and splashed onto the skinny man's face, while his head tilted to the side as he fainted.

Even though he was unconscious, his eyes that were slowly closing were still filled with shock.

At this moment, the shock in the hearts of the three Tian Clan cultivators could no longer be described with words.

The scene just now had completely exceeded their expectations. No matter how you looked at it, he was still a cultivator at the peak of the Heavenly Origin Stage, yet he was knocked unconscious by this cultivator. No matter how they looked at it, this was an illusion.

"Unfortunately, don't even mention laughing, you can't even cry now!"

Tang Huan's eyes swept across Sly, and shook his head regretfully. His two eyes then swept past the three men from Tian Clan, and said indifferently, "Anyone else who wants to laugh, I can grant their wish!"

"Brat, we have indeed underestimated you!"

The black clothed middle-aged man recovered his wits, took a deep breath, and said with a face as gloomy as water, "But after this, you will understand the consequences of provoking a meeting that you shouldn't have provoked! "Brat, give me your life!" With a low growl, the black clad middle-aged man suddenly raised the staff in his hand. On the body of the staff, a black glow burst forth and the depths of the valley instantly turned pitch black, as if all the light was being cast by the staff sucking.

"Hu!"

In the next moment, a loud whistling sound resounded through the sky as a majestic black aura surged out from the staff in the middle of the black clothed man's hand like a collapsing dam. In the time it took for a finger to snap, it had already transformed into a monstrous wave that crushed towards Tang Huan with grandiose might.

"Chi!"

Tang Huan activated the "Great Ultimate Spiritual Fire" and the "Absolute Yang Scarlet Scale Sword" in his hand shot out like lightning. The flames in the sword soared rapidly and a fierce heat spread outwards wave after wave, while the flames followed the flames and expanded crazily. In an instant, a blazing sea of flames had formed in front of Tang Huan.

The sea of fire followed the sword energy and charged forward, clashing violently with the black wave.

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Waves splashed and flames raged.

The terrifying Strength Qi swept away from the point of contact between the sea of fire and the waves of water.

After a short while, the black tide could no longer hold on. The flames pushed in layer by layer, evaporating the black water.

In less than the time of two breaths, the black wave was reduced by half.

The black clothed middle-aged man let out a wild roar, his staff dancing wildly, black waves surging about, as though he was about to launch a counterattack, but in that instant, the staff stopped in midair, and his expression immediately changed greatly. At that moment, all the remaining energy in his body was completely used up.

"Quick, retreat!"

The expression in those triangular eyes changed drastically, and the staff in his hand shot out like a meteor.

"Chi!" An incomparably sharp beam of golden light pierced through the sky. The golden light was as small as an arrow, but the Strength Qi that surged upwards supported a invisible round cover that was around one metre in size, in an instant, it had already pierced through the black waves, the ocean of fire, straight at Tang Huan, with the force of thunder.

Tang Huan scoffed coldly, the "Absolute Yang Scarlet Scale Sword" transformed rapidly as the Conqueror Spear appeared instantly.

"Chi!"

The spear was like lightning as it shot out explosively. A bunch of Pang Shuo's Flaming Pointed Awl already charged forward with a fierce heat wave surrounding them as a berserk aura filled the valley.

In the blink of an eye, the two collided violently.

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The sound of the explosion shook heaven and earth.

The entire valley seemed to tremble violently as well. The golden light and the Flaming Pointed Awl collided at high speeds and exploded at the same time, transforming into two Strength Qi with different characteristics.

Under the impact of the Strength Qi, the black-clothed middle-aged man was pushed back.

The triangle-eyed old man couldn't stand still either. He couldn't help but step back more than ten meters with a dispirited expression on his face. After that staff strike, he had also exhausted all of his strength.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, Tang Huan passed through the area filled with Strength Qi, and suddenly appeared in front of the two middle aged men.

"Space Moving?"

"Spatial magic!"

At this moment, the two of them seemed to have seen a ghost as they cried out in unison.

Other cultivators could not recognize the technique Tang Huan was using, but they could tell with a glance that Tang Huan was using the spatial magic that very few people in the entire Tian Clan would be able to learn.

"Hu!"

However, Tang Huan's movements did not slow down in the slightest. The long spear in his hand swept out, and wherever it swept past, this entire space seemed to be cut in half at the waist.

The two of them suddenly woke up from their stupor and hurriedly brandished their staffs to block the incoming attack. Each of them had a pair of wings on their back.

Although they had exhausted all of their strength, their innate blood was still present. There was no problem for them to condense their wings. However, before they could even spread their wings and fly, the Fire Red Long Spear smashed onto their staff at almost the same time.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" "Ahhhhhhhh!"

Amidst the screams, the staff broke apart and two middle-aged men were sent flying at the same time. They crashed into the ground tens of meters away. No longer making any sound, they had already fainted.

"Elder Brother Ronghai!" Big Brother Zu Song! "

The back of the skinny man flapped his wings, his eyes tearing up as he screamed, "Bastard, you dare to go against my Tian Clan, you're dead!"

With that, the skinny man turned around and left. Before turning around, he glared at Tang Huan, as if he wanted to imprint his appearance into the depths of his soul.

"Is that so?"

A moment later, a voice seemed to echo in his ears.

Skinny man turned to look. His face was scared and his body was trembling. He almost fell down from a thousand meter high. He originally thought that the fellow had been left in the valley below, but he didn't expect that not only did he catch up to him, he even had a pair of huge wings flapping behind him.

"Heavens …" Tian Clan... "

The skinny man screamed in disbelief, "You … You are also from Tian Clan? This … This … How is that possible? "

Fortunately, he was still dozens of meters away from the man, but in the next moment, his expression grew even more unsightly. In his line of sight, that fellow's spear had actually turned into a long bow shaped like a huge eagle, with sharp arrows nocked on the bowstring.

Before the arrow had even shot out, he felt as if his entire body had been locked down!