Weapon Master

Chapter 439

The old fatty appeared!

"Ding!"

A long sword shooting from the left was swept down by Tang Huan's dragon and phoenix spear.

From the power contained within the arrow, Tang Huan could determine that the one who shot the arrow should be the archer who was a Martial Lord of the eighth stage.

Before returning, Tang Huan was attacked by three archers and had quite a bit of fear in his heart. However, when they arrived at the garden that was filled with obstacles, Tang Huan did not pay much attention to the other two.

However, he also understood in his heart that with the other two archers in his way, it would not be easy for him to kill the strongest guy on the other side.

"Whoosh!"

In a blink of an eye, Tang Huan had given up on facing Black Costume Old Man who was retreating to the far left.

At this time, Tang Huan had not only been circulating his "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" and "Five Colors Spiritual Pills" to their limits, he was also displaying his flesh body to the fullest extent of his ability, as if he was a ferocious beast that had escaped its cage and was shuttling through the garden.

The tyrannical Perception Ability allowed Tang Huan to catch the movements of the archer dozens of meters away, allowing him to dodge in advance.

The archer continuously shot out several ordinary arrows, which all passed by Tang Huan's side.

Even though he was at the absolute distance from Tang Huan every single time, it was still difficult to hit the target. Yet Tang Huan was closing in on the archer with a mind-boggling speed, so Tang Huan could vaguely see the black figure that he was hiding within the flowers.

"Chi!"

After another arrow missed, the archer couldn't stay any longer and jumped out of the flower bush, desperately rushing into the distance.

Unfortunately, his speed was still much slower than Tang Huan's.

He was dressed the same as Black Costume Old Man, and was completely wrapped in a black robe, revealing only two eyes. However, he only carried a bow and two quiver of arrows, and in one of the quiver, there were only two "Specter Arrows", while in the other, there were only five ordinary arrows.

In the blink of an eye, only a few meters remained between him and Tang Huan. At this time, not only did Tang Huan seem to be one with the world, the dragon and phoenix spears in his hands also seemed to have fused with the world, as he silently approached the black-clothed archer who was sprinting ahead.

"Be careful!"

Dozens of meters away, a low, vigorous shout suddenly rang out.

Black Costume Old Man had already circled over from the side of the fake mountain, and upon seeing the situation, he immediately warned them.

Hearing his shout, the archer subconsciously turned his head around, his eyes immediately revealing a terrified expression. Before, when he felt that there was no sound from behind him, he thought that they had already pulled apart the distance between them, but it was only now that he realized that the tip of Tang Huan's fiery red spear had actually already arrived before his eyes.

"Aoouuu ~ ~ ~"

The archer screamed as his body was penetrated by the long spear.

And it was also at this time that a "bang" sound rang out, and Tang Huan drew his long spear without even thinking before turning around to the right. In an instant, a sharp arrow whistled past where he had previously been standing, and before the archer had even landed on the ground, he was struck once again by the arrow's explosive force.

Tang Huan stabilized his pace and turned to look back. Dozens of meters away, the Black Costume Old Man's eyes were extremely cold.

"Hmm?"

Tang Huan frowned in surprise. Three arrows, one in front and one just killed, another had also entered the garden. A moment ago, Tang Huan had still sensed his aura a few dozen meters to the right of him, but the instant the Archer of the eighth step was killed, his aura had completely disappeared.

What replaced it was an even larger aura.

"Who is that?"

Just as that thought had emerged in Tang Huan's mind, he subconsciously glanced in that direction from the corner of his eyes. In a blink of an eye, Pang Shuo's figure entered his vision.

"Old fatty!"

Tang Huan shouted out with joy.

The owner of the huge aura was the Fat Old Man that he had promised to meet at the residence they were meeting today. In his hand was a black figure, and it was obvious that he was the third archer. He did not expect the old fatty to have such tyrannical strength, killing a Great Martial Master who was at the peak of the seventh step without anyone noticing.

If one could only judge from his aura, the old fatty's cultivation seemed to have surpassed the Martial Lord of the eighth step. Could it be that he was …

"Stage Nine Martial Saint?"

Tang Huan's heart thumped, his mind couldn't help but think of these four shocking words. The old man who was just a blacksmith on the surface was the Stage Nine Martial Saint, the Weapon Refining Grand Master, and the old fatty who had opened a small weapon shop in the Furious Waves City was actually also the Stage Nine Martial Saint?

"Kid, be careful!"

Just as Tang Huan's thoughts were running fast, the Fat Old Man suddenly shouted out.

In the next moment, Tang Huan felt his scalp going numb, all the hair on his body stood up, he looked over, the Black Costume Old Man had already lost the black bow in his hand, he took off the other bow on his back, an arrow was already nocked onto the bow, and with the help of the Genuine Qi, the black cloth surrounding the bow and arrow was torn apart, releasing a bright and dazzling golden light.

A feeling of extreme danger welled up from within Tang Huan's heart, and the spear in his hand fiercely thrusted out, the lance silhouette trembling out, a bit of red light appearing consecutively, instantly turning into a blazing fire, enveloping the space a few meters in front of him, causing heat to surge crazily.

With Tang Huan's current cultivation and strength, it was countless times more powerful than before when he was using the "Burning World" style of the "Flaming Rainbow Spear Art".

"Bang!"

The bowstring trembled as it shook the earth.

The moment the golden arrow left his hand, it released an even more brilliant light. A terrifying power surged out, and after a flick of his finger, the arrow seemed to transform into a golden storm, like a sharp awl. It seemed as if it could destroy everything in its path, and even the space it passed through fluctuated violently.

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In a split-second, the golden storm had already passed through more than ten meters of space, and forcefully collided with the raging prairie fire activated by Tang Huan's spear.

In a moment, the sound of something exploding echoed in the air above the garden, and the berserk Strength Qi raged, instantly shattering the surrounding grass and trees, causing the dust on the ground to fly up into the air, gently floating in the air, causing the entire area to become hazy.

"Ding!"

In the next moment, the long spear and arrow pierced through the layers of Strength Qi and clashed together.

After a sharp and clear sound passed, the arrow flew back one or two meters before dropping to the ground, but Tang Huan felt that his hands had become numb, the energy released by the golden arrow was not only berserk, but also contained a powerful intent, extremely sharp.

Although that Black Costume Old Man was only at the peak of the eighth stage, the feeling he gave Tang Huan when he held the golden bow was completely different from before.

It was as if the person standing there was no longer a Martial Lord of the eighth step, but a genuine Stage Nine Martial Saint!