Chapter 383 - Fighting
"Zhizhi!"
Its two finger-sized body actually expanded crazily, and after an instant, the originally small and exquisite "Seven Colored Spirit Mouse" had become as fat as a pig. It bared its teeth, and stared aggressively at Fen Han who was heading towards it.
"Fen Han, look at the spear!"
Seeing that, Tang Huan was angered, he shook his long spear, and the stage eight bear man at the tip of the spear was immediately turned into ashes. In the next moment, the Dragon Phoenix Spear released an earth-shaking sound, flying out of his hand, bringing a bright light with it as it shot forward with an astonishing speed.
The long spear continued to pierce through the void, immediately creating a terrifying blazing storm.
Seeing the terrifying might of the spear, the Treant Man at the seventh step and Werewolf at the eighth step dodged to the side as if by reflex.
"Chi!" The spear was like a flowing rainbow as it passed through the gap between the two and went straight towards Fen Han's back.
"He's out of weapons, quick! Fast! Everyone attack together! " High up in the sky, Ying Lie who had been hovering in the air finally found an opportunity. With an incomparably sharp roar, he swooped down like lightning, and stabbed the sharp trident in his hand straight towards Tang Huan's neck.
"Buzz!"
But at this moment, another intense trembling sound resonated through the air, and a bright stream of light suddenly burst out in front of Tang Huan. In a split-second, it drew a dazzling arc in the air, accurately hitting the metal trident that was aimed straight at his neck.
"Ding!"
Amidst the intense collision sounds, the trident immediately swung to the left, causing Ying Lie's body to involuntarily sink downwards. In that moment, his eyes were filled with shock. After Tang Huan threw his spear, a shining and sharp sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
When Tang Huan appeared, he did not carry such a sword, but where did it come from? I heard that there is a strange kind of flexible sword that could be wrapped around one's body like a belt, but once activated using the Human Clan's Genuine Qi, it would become extremely hard.
Could it be that what Tang Huan was holding right now was a flexible sword?
"Awoo!"
Just as Ying Lie was thinking, he seemed to have heard a deafening howl of a wolf.
He subconsciously thought that it was the cry of a certain Werewolf companion, but in the next moment, his eyes revealed an extremely terrified expression. The sharp sword in Tang Huan's hand had actually turned into a giant red wolf.
After he had pounced down, he was not even two meters away from Tang Huan in the first place, and when he came to his senses again, the giant red wolf's mouth was already within reach. An incomparably hot aura wildly suffused over, causing him to feel as if even his soul was about to ignite in flames.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Ying Lie was scared out of his wits and screamed as he flapped his wings with all his might. He wanted to dodge, but at this distance, he had no way out.
Almost at the same instant the wings flapped, the giant red wolf bit down on his fluffy eagle head. His cries also abruptly stopped.
"Plop!"
"Clang!"
The giant red wolf flashed and disappeared, following which a long sword appeared in Tang Huan's hand. Ying Lie whose head was separated from his body and the iron trident fell to the ground at the same time, blood spurting out.
Seeing such an unbelievable and bizarre scene, the surrounding people from the Demon Clan were all stunned.
"Whoosh!"
Tang Huan's footsteps did not pause at all, in the instant that Ying Lie landed, his body moved like a shadow, and instantly appeared in the gap between the seventh stage treant and eighth stage Werewolf. The instant he passed by, the Bloodrose Sword in his hand had already arrived in front of the Treant's neck in a ghost-like manner.
"Heh heh …" The ferocious heat immediately roused the treeman from his stupor, but he only had time to scream before the incomparably sharp blade of his sword swept past his neck. A ferocious head flew high up into the sky, and there was a lingering fear and anxiety on his face that had yet to dissipate.
"Hu!"
Tang Huan raised his sword and rushed forward, leaving behind an afterimage. He rushed out of the encirclement made by the dozens of Demon Clan experts with lightning speed.
Ten meters ahead, Fen Han looked at his right arm in shock and fury.
At this moment, his entire arm had already swelled up, and was as thick as a thigh. It completely ripped off his sleeve, and dark black scales covered his entire arm, including the one in his palm.
He had originally planned to grab Mu Yan within his hands and threaten him.
But who would have thought that the seven-colored little mouse by Mu Yan's side would have a drastic change in appearance? While he was still in a daze, Tang Huan's Dragon and Phoenix spears had already shot out like shooting stars with a terrifying heat. By the time he had reacted to it, he already had no time to dodge.
However, he didn't care.
If Tang Huan was the one who came personally, he would probably hesitate a little. Just by throwing the weapon over, he wanted to threaten a peak of the eighth step Demon Marshal?
What kind of joke was this?
Therefore, Fen Han directly struck out with a backhand palm, and the final result was like right now, his arm was in pain, the scales on his palm had exploded, and his flesh was a mess of blood and gore. The long spear was stuck at the edge of the cliff a few meters away, creating a huge pit around it.
It was also because after Tang Huan let the Dragon and Phoenix spears out of his hands, the Spiritual Fire flames that lingered at the tip of the spears were extinguished as well.
"Fen Han, die!"
A loud shout woke up Fen Han from his stupor. He looked up and saw that it was actually Tang Huan flying towards him.
Seemingly the instant the sound of his voice fell, the blood flower sword in Tang Huan's hand already began to swiftly dance about like a butterfly piercing through flowers. Streams of abnormal hot red light shot out from the blade, followed by the sword force and interweaved horizontally in front of his body, whizzing forward, and like a snowball, it rolled bigger and bigger.
"Tang Huan!"
Fury seethed in Fen Han's chest as he gnashed his teeth and roared deeply before fiercely shooting forward. His left arm also rapidly swelled, bursting out his sleeves as dark black scales swiftly covered his slender white fingers.
"Hu!" In the next moment, Fen Han's left fist smashed forward. Terrifying energy fluctuations spread out in all directions with his fist as the center. In less than a blink of an eye, the energy fluctuations had already made contact with the red blade-light that was rolling over from the front.
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After that, an earth-shattering explosion echoed in the area. As the fist continued to move forward, the blade light continued to shatter.
After an instant, under the impact of the terrifying flesh body, the center of the blade light immediately caved in, revealing a sword image.
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