Weapon Master

Chapter 547

Chapter 547 - Open your eyes wide!

After a short moment, Ying Yi endured the pain and stood up with all his might, screaming, "You … Who exactly are you? " As he spoke, Ying Yi's voice trembled, his eyes staring straight at Feng Ming. As for escaping, he no longer held any hope.

Although he had wings and had the advantage of escaping, he was currently facing a Peak Stage Nine Martial Saint with unfathomable strength. Under such a situation where he was already heavily injured, he had no chance of escaping at all, because he didn't even have the chance to fly high into the sky.

His only hope now was to find out who his opponent was before he died!

"You don't need to know." Feng Ming laughed coldly as he suddenly took a step forward.

"You … "Hmm …"

Before Ying Yi could finish speaking, his neck was already held by Feng Ming, who had shot out like lightning, and his voice suddenly stopped. In the next moment, a crisp and clear "kacha" sound rang out once more. Ying Yi's eyes widened, and then his head tilted to the side. All of his life force was gone in an instant.

The surrounding people were tongue-tied, unable to come back to their senses after a while.

"Screech!" "Screech ~ ~ ~"

High up in the sky, the Eaglemen released waves of sorrowful wails.

Everyone shuddered and suddenly came to their senses.

Seeing Feng Ming walking back one step at a time, all the experts of the Demon Clan retreated far away in panic, like a mouse that had seen a cat. Their expressions were filled with uncontrollable fear and panic, even the Stage Nine's Demon King Hawk Yi was killed in a matter of seconds, if this terrifying woman started a massacre, other than the Eaglemen which was circling high in the sky, the deaths and injuries of the other Demon Commanders of the eighth step and the Seven Great Demons would be extremely heavy.

But since the Eight Remoteness Dragon King and Tang Huan were fighting, they didn't dare to run.

After retreating like a frightened little deer, the numerous experts from the Demon Clan gathered at a few dozen meters away, watching Feng Ming's every move in panic.

The Human Clan s were wild with joy at this moment, and their eyes that looked at Feng Ming were filled with unconcealable admiration and surprise.

In just a short few moments, their mood had already experienced quite a few ups and downs. Following the death of Ying Yi, this Demon King of the Stage Nine, they, who had originally thought that they were bound to die, finally managed to preserve their lives. With Feng Ming here, that group of Demon Clan experts would definitely not dare to act blindly without thinking.

Under numerous gazes, Feng Ming returned to the side of Zhang Tang who was barely sitting on the ground like a drowned chicken, and his gaze turned over ten meters away.

On the top of the hill, the battle between Tang Huan and the Eight Remoteness Dragon King had reached its climax.

"Clang!"

Another loud explosion rang out.

Tang Huan and Eight Remoteness Dragon King both explosively retreated, but they instantly shot forward with an astonishing speed. The weapons in their hands contained a ferocious and monstrous Strength Qi that rushed towards the other, and at the same time, a terrifying imposing manner continuously roared out from between their bodies, crazily clashing with each other.

"Ang!"

Eight Remoteness Dragon King roared again and again, his voice was shaking the sky, the trident in his hands had astonishing might.

However, the more he fought with Tang Huan, the more shocked Eight Remoteness Dragon King felt. According to the news that came from the Dragon Spring Town, Tang Huan should have just been promoted to Stage Nine Martial Saint not long ago, although there were some rumors saying that Tang Huan had defeated the "Xuan Ming Ghost King", but he did not really believe them, and thought that he was just spreading the news, and that even if the news was true, there must be some unforeseen event that some people did not know.

Under normal circumstances, how could Stage Nine Martial Saint, who had just been promoted to a new level, be a match for him?

However, regardless of whether the news was true or not, Tang Huan was still a great enemy of the Demon Clan. Thus, when he obtained information on Tang Huan, he immediately led the experts of the Furious Billows Castle and went all out, planning an ambush. As long as they could get rid of Tang Huan, even if they lost the Furious Billows Castle, it would be completely worth it.

In his mind, this mission was foolproof.

He believed that with his Peak Stage Nine's strength, killing Tang Huan should not be too much of a problem, even if Tang Huan had some sort of powerful life-saving technique to escape, it would be fine. With Ying Yi leading the numerous Eaglemen to guard high up in the sky, Tang Huan would definitely not be able to escape.

But after fighting with Tang Huan, he realized that the situation was completely different from the information he had obtained.

Tang Huan was not an ordinary Stage Nine Martial Saint, but a Martial Saint of the Peak Stage Nine. If that was all there was to it, it would have been fine. However, after the other Martial Warriors s in the Human Clan team had all been killed, they could still join hands with Ying Yi and hope to kill Tang Huan.

However, he had never expected that there would be another Peak Stage Nine Martial Saint hidden within the ranks of the Human Clan s that killed Ying Yi so easily.

The moment he caught a glimpse of Ying Yi's death, the Eight Remoteness Dragon King already understood that this operation had been a complete failure.

A single Tang Huan was already enough to give him such a headache. If the red robed woman, who was also a Martial Saint of the Peak Stage Nine, were to enter, he would definitely lose.

"Clang!" With the sound of a violent collision, the dragon and phoenix spear and trident separated upon contact.

"It's time to retreat!"

The reason why he brought so many experts out at once was to end this battle quickly and completely destroy this Human Clan team. But now, it was already impossible for him to achieve such a goal, and the longer he delayed here, the more disadvantageous it would be for them. Once the Human Clan army was alerted and completely blocked off the Furious Billows Castle, they would not be able to go back even if they wanted to.

In a moment of thought, Eight Remoteness Dragon King had already explosively retreated backwards.

"Eight Remoteness Dragon King, since that guy called Ying Yi is already here, there's no need for you to go back. I still lack a few powerful souls to forge the Divine Armament. It's just right for you to stay, and you can even accompany the 'Xuan Ming Ghost King'. Sensing that Eight Remoteness Dragon King wanted to escape, Tang Huan could not help but laugh out loud. With a spear like a dragon, he rushed forward and chased after him with lightning speed.

"What?" You've already killed 'Xuan Ming Ghost King'? "

Eight Remoteness Dragon King immediately understood the hidden meaning behind Tang Huan's words. He was instantly filled with both shock and anger, and then, a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar came out of his mouth, "Tang Huan, you probably don't have the ability to keep this duke here!" The trident in his hand swung out with the force of a thunderbolt.

"Then open your eyes wide and take a good look!" Tang Huan's lips curled up into a strange smile, and his feet suddenly followed a strange pattern as he walked forward.

"Hu!"

In the next moment, Eight Remoteness Dragon King's trident had already landed on Tang Huan's dragon and phoenix spear, but that world-shaking, familiar collision sound did not appear. The long spear and Tang Huan's figure were completely ripped apart by the trident, and disappeared without a trace.

"This is bad!"

Eight Remoteness Dragon King had a bad premonition at the bottom of his heart, when he suddenly felt an extremely sharp and hot sensation shooting towards him from the left side. He hastily looked over and realised that Tang Huan had appeared two to three meters away from him without any warning, and the tip of the fiery red spear was already less than half a meter away from his waist.

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