Weapon Master Chapter 915

Chapter 915 - Tang Huan, you deserve to die!

Although he had just reached the Sky Origin Stage, he was definitely much stronger than an ordinary Sky Origin Stage cultivator.

Therefore, other than the mid stage Divine Armant, the "Absolute Yang Scarlet Scale Sword", Tang Huan did not hold anything back this ti. He first used "Space Moving" to avoid the attack and lure the middle stage Divine Armant into making a move, and then "Yin and Yang Void thod" to suddenly launch an attack.

With the movent of the "Overlord's Arts", not only did Tang Huan mobilize an incomparably boundless amount of True Essence, the heat generated by the "Great Ultimate Spiritual Fire" had also been pushed to the limit.

Not only that, Tang Huan had even used "Flying Astral Soul Explosion" once!

Under this kind of attack, even the peak level cultivators at the top of the Earth Board would be severely injured.

However, Tang Huan's opponent was a Sky Origin Stage expert, he believed that the might of this round of his attack was not willing to force Leng Daoyin to such a state.

After all, there was an entire realm of difference in their cultivations. If not for Tang Huan, the other Origin Condensation Cultivators would not have had the courage to challenge Leng Ying.

"Slash!"

A sharp sound suddenly burst forth, and a dazzling blood-red light shot out, instantly tearing the sea of fire apart. The figure of the Cold Elite appeared once again, and his entire body was enveloped in a thick layer of bloody light.

A bone-chilling cold surged out from the sword in waves wherever it passed. The surrounding flas were swiftly extinguished and the heat gradually disappeared.

His entire body was covered in a bloody aura. Under the cover of the blood-red light, not only was his fair face so red that it seed as if it could drip blood, but his two dark eyes were also filled with a thick, blood-red color.

"Hu!"

After the one shot, under the raging impact of the Strength Qi, Tang Huan was pushed back more than ten tres before he agilely landed on the ground. On the surface of the long spear, flas were still lingering around.

With just a glance, a smile flashed past Tang Huan's eyes.

Although he was trying his best to suppress it with his right hand which was holding the sword, it was extrely trembling. His body was also shaking slightly, his consciousness was still in a trance, and he had not completely recovered, his breathing and heartbeat were also unusual, it could be seen that his internal organs were injured.

"Tang Huan, you deserve to die!"

The Doberman bit his lips so hard that blood seed to co out. He chanted a few words in a cold tone, as if a cold gust of wind blew out from the underworld.

"Whoosh!"

Tang Huan's lips curled up into a cold smile, his feet moved, his spear shot forward like a teor, the spear left the hole like a fire dragon, roaring straight at Doge, a blazing spear light shot out from the spear, the heat was like a raging storm, rolling and churning, as though it could burn everything in the world into ashes.

"Chi!"

The face of the cold-looking man darkened. He swung his long sword, and a wave of blood shot out in waves.

However, before the wave of blood that was swirling around his longsword even touched Tang Huan, that terrifying spear light was completely torn apart by the Strength Qi that ca from within the wave of blood. The heat that was carried by the spear light was also completely extinguished by the cold intent, and even Tang Huan's figure quickly dissipated.

The expression in Leng Dai's eyes instantly turned incomparably gloomy, that seemingly berserk and fearso attack of Tang Huan was actually an illusion he deliberately created, his true body must have already been shifted sowhere else.

"Swish!"

Almost without any hesitation, the Doberman's arm twirled like a fried dough twist as he thrusted behind him in a strange posture. Each of his stabs were as fast as lightning. Amidst the unceasing sound of breaking through the air, eye-piercing Blood Red Odor began to roll out layer after layer.

A bone-chillingly cold aura rapidly spread out from the Blood Red Odor. In a split-second, the area of ten ters around it had been frozen solid by this blood-red color.

This was the Blood Sealing Style of the Ice Blood Light Sword Art!

But just as he turned halfway, his expression suddenly changed. Tang Huan did not appear behind him, but instead appeared in front of him less than two ters away, without any forewarning, and the Fire Red Long Spear imdiately thrusted forward ferociously.

Imdiately, Leng Ying saw an unusually large Flaming Pointed Awl from the corner of his eyes.

The Flaming Pointed Awl was closing in on him at a frightening speed, it was actually creating a terrifying storm, the tyrannical aura quickly expanded, as though it wanted to instantly destroy him. This was the last move of the "Flaming Rainbow Spear Art", the power it unleashed was extrely violent.

It was also at this ti that another star shaped aura shot out from between Tang Huan's brows.

Furthermore, Tang Huan had chosen a more appropriate ti this ti. It just so happened that after Leng Dai used his battle skill, he would be exhausted of his old strength. Before his new strength could be used, coupled with the short distance between them, he simply did not have enough ti to retaliate.

"How hateful!"

The Cold Starry Spawn gritted its teeth. The Blood Red Odor flew out of its body like a collapsing mountain and overturning the sea, quickly condensing on the surface of its body. In the eyes of others, the body of the Colddagger seed to be expanding crazily. In the blink of an eye, the Colddagger had transford into a blood-red giant that was several ters tall.

"Bam!"

In the next mont, the Flaming Pointed Awl was already carrying Pang Shuo's body.

The neon light shattered, blood mist billowed, and the blood-red giant was sent flying backwards. The terrifying power tore apart the body layer by layer, and before the blink of an eye, the thick layer of blood on its shell disappeared, and its body reappeared.

"Pfft!"

Leng Doberman opened his mouth slightly, and a mouthful of blood was spat out uncontrollably.

However, almost at the sa ti, the sharp sword in the hands of the Doberman suddenly reversed and slashed forward, as fast as an arrow leaving the bowstring. Under the situation he was in a mont ago, he did not retaliate hastily. Instead, he endured Tang Huan's fierce attacks for the sake of accumulating power for this attack.

"Slash!"

Another sound rang out.

The cold sword intent instantly filled every inch of the area, and an enormous blood-red sword light shot out, rapidly piercing through the surroundings. The air was like a tidal wave as it swept towards both sides of the platform, and the space was actually constantly being sliced in half.

However, the mont he swung the sword, the ball of star-like Qi also landed on Doberman's forehead.

"En!"

The Doberman let out a muffled grunt, and his consciousness imdiately sank into a coma. His body soared through the air and crashed into the ground twenty ters away. The Sword Discourse Arena actually trembled violently because of this.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Right at this mont, the long spear in Tang Huan's hand swept out, and a torrent of flas condensed into form, mightily clashing with Pang Shuo's sword light. In an instant, space rapidly distorted, and a wave of visible terror spread out, frantically attacking the high platform's protective barrier.