Weapon Master

Chapter 407

Chapter 407 Are you dead, or am I dead?

"Tang Huan!"

The white clothed man was the Young Master of the Demon Clan, Fen Han. When he saw the figure opposite him, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, and the smile on his handsome face immediately froze.

Behind Fen Han, the other four Class 8 Magical Commanders also stopped as a reflex. Their eyes flashed with surprise and bewilderment.

The figure across from them at the arched door was actually the Tang Huan that they had just mentioned.

Even though they spoke of Tang Huan with a disdainful tone, when they were facing Tang Huan at this moment, they felt a deep dread and dread in their hearts. Whenever they saw Tang Huan, they would involuntarily think of the Demon Clan Ranker's corpse that was lying on the ground deep in the valley a year ago.

"Tang Huan, why are you here?"

The short black-clothed demonified took a deep breath and said with a gloomy face.

Inside the black arched door, there was only a constantly fluctuating void. There were no obstructions, but standing in front of the door, one would be unable to see the situation behind the arched door. If they had known earlier that Tang Huan was waiting here, they definitely wouldn't have rushed over like this.

"You guys will come, so I will naturally come!"

Tang Huan laughed coldly, a hint of happiness flashing through his eyes.

He had been waiting here for two whole days. On the first day, Tang Huan hid himself in a nearby forest, and later, he saw that the people from the Demon Clan didn't even bother checking their surroundings, and directly rushed into the arched door. Thus, Tang Huan also moved his hiding spot to the back of the arched door.

Tang Huan's original plan was to stay here and wait.

If, within ten days, Fen Han did not appear, then he would return to the Luo Fu Sacred Mountain. Since the world is so big, Fen Han could escape Luo Fu World, but not Tranquil Continent. If he was strong enough in the future, he could barge into Demon Clan and kill Fen Han.

But what made Tang Huan even more surprised was that it was only the second day, yet Fen Han had already appeared.

"Tang Huan, quickly get out of the way. You can still be spared, or else, this will be your grave." The black-clothed demonized person growled out, but his expression showed traces of fear, and he said, "You must think carefully. This is not the time from a year ago."

"Mo Ding, I also give you a word. Scram! I can let you live. Otherwise, you can just die here!" Tang Huan smirked.

"What arrogant words! I want to see if you will die or me die!"

The black-clothed demonified person's face alternated between red and white. He suddenly roared and shot forward explosively. His short and skinny body swelled like a balloon. When they were about two to three meters away from him, Mo Qianni had already turned into a muscular man who was more than two meters tall. The black robe on his body was astonishingly flexible, and actually expanded at a rapid pace as well, without any signs of being torn apart by his flesh body.

Whoosh! Almost at the same time, the longblade in Mo Tuo's hand also released a sharp black light, whizzing towards Tang Huan, the dark black blade flashed like lightning, and actually seemed to cut through the air, the powerful energy undulations continuously surging out from the blade's body.

"Whoosh!"

The corners of Tang Huan's mouth raised, and he suddenly shot forward, the Dragon and Phoenix Lance in his hands immediately jumping up, bringing with it a brilliant luster as it flew towards the black long blade. At this moment, although the long spear was incredibly bright, the heat and power within it had been completely restrained.

Tang Huan's Dragon and Phoenix Spear seemed to have merged with the world, as it silently swept past the void.

Clang!

In the blink of an eye, the tip of the spear had already struck the edge of the long, dark blade. A terrifying power and heat instantly erupted like a volcano eruption.

In the next moment, the scimitar left his hand and flew like a meteor dozens of meters away. The surrounding space seemed to have been shattered into pieces by the Strength Qi, as the terrifying heat burned even the space itself, causing a series of crackling sounds.

Immediately after, he twisted the long spear, and the sharp spearhead appeared on the chest of the Devil's chest like a nimble snake. The heat and strength had once again been thoroughly restrained.

"Ahh …"

Mo Tuo's face turned pale, as if he was scared out of his wits.

But after a short moment, his cries had suddenly stopped. The spearhead of the Dragon and Phoenix Lance had pierced through his chest, and a peerlessly ferocious force once again erupted, immediately crushing his massive body. Following that, the heat from the surging wave burned him into ashes.

After the first shot, the peak of the eighth step Demon Commander was already dead.

Looking at this terrifying scene, no matter if it was Young Lord Fen Han or the other three Demon Clan s, they were all dumbstruck and dumbstruck.

Tang Huan snorted from the corner of his nose, flicked the dragon and phoenix spear in his hands, and walked forward step by step.

"Hu!"

Immediately afterwards, an extremely terrifying imposing manner swept out from Tang Huan's body, and in a split second, filled up an area of a few dozen metres around. That aura was as majestic as a huge mountain and as vast as the ocean. It was mighty, as mighty as the great sun and as powerful as the sun. Wherever it went, the sky and earth seemed to distort and ripple.

"This is the power of the Martial Saint?"

When Fen Han and the others came back to their senses, they were all terrified.

At this time, they actually had a feeling that they were facing Yu Feiyan. One year ago, Tang Huan, who had just advanced to Martial Lord of the eighth step, was strong, but not strong enough to make them feel fear. But a year later, when they faced Tang Huan who had an imposing aura that overflowed into the heavens, they felt an incomparable pressure. Even breathing had become difficult, and they couldn't help but feel powerless in their hearts.

After staying in the "Seven Glorious Star Plate" for a year, Tang Huan's strength had actually risen to a level that was comparable to Yu Feiyan's?

Or could it be that he had already condensed some sort of Seven Glorious Spirit Body?

"Lang Xun!"

Fen Han suddenly shouted in a low voice and looked at the Werewolf at the side.

It was obvious that he was extremely afraid of the devil. The devil was a dignified peak of the eighth step devil commander, but he could not even receive a single shot from Tang Huan; he was also a peak of the eighth step devil commander, and if he were to really rush up like this, he would probably end up like Demonstep.

"Awoooo —"

Lang Xun let out a sudden howl and shot forward. However, he had only moved two or three meters away when his figure suddenly shot to the side. He used almost all of his strength, and in an instant, Lang Xun was already more than ten meters away, but he still showed no signs of stopping.

The remaining Werewolf and Treant suddenly woke up and fled into the distance at the same time.

"Do all of you want to die? Come back to me, young master! " Not only did Lang Xun and the other two not stop, but instead, they did not even look back as they ran even faster. Not long after, they had already entered the lush forest at the side of the road and disappeared.

"Fen Han, there's only the two of us left now."

Tang Huan's eyes swept across the area. There was ridicule in his eyes, but he did not give chase. His gaze then fell on Fen Han who was in front of him.