Chapter 727 - War Clan
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In a split-second, the spear light shattered and the fiery red storm was torn apart.
Whoosh! An even more terrifying shockwave swept out in all directions. Wherever it went, terrifying shockwaves spread out rapidly, as if they were cutting through dry weeds and rotten wood. All of the buildings within a hundred meter radius were turned into dust.
At the same time, Tang Huan's body instantly retreated dozens of metres.
After both of his feet landed on the ground, Tang Huan could not help but stumble back a dozen steps before barely managing to stabilize his body. The blood in his chest was churning, his face was red, the arms holding onto the spear were trembling, his sleeves had already exploded into pieces.
"So powerful!"
Tang Huan's face was calm, but at the bottom of his heart, he was shocked.
The power of Luo Hao's strength had far surpassed Tang Huan's expectations. Just a casual strike from him had injured his internal organs. If not for the fact that the Nine Yang Divine Furnace had absorbed a portion of the energy that had rushed into his body, and the fact that the "Sun Spirit Body" had such a strong endurance, he would have already lied down.
This guy, could he be an expert of the Rank Seven True Spirit?
"He can still stand?"
Luo Hao floated to the ground as the fiery red rod once again landed on his shoulder. Surprise flashed across his eyes that were as big as a bell, "You do have some ability, no wonder you were able to force that trash Luo Tong into such a miserable state, to the point where you can even unleash a technique like the 'Blood Spirit Escaped Skill'."
"It's a pity, you are just a Rank One True Spirit cultivator in the end. Being able to withstand this old man's rod is already a great fortune!"
Amidst a mocking sneer, Luo Hao took a step forward and crossed over twenty meters. The staff on his shoulder once again bounced up.
"Hu!"
Pang Shuo's rod figure once again smashed down brazenly towards Tang Huan's head. The berserk heat was mixed within the fierce Strength Qi, and like a raging storm, it screamed in all directions. In an instant, it filled the extremely vast space around them, and its might was even more astonishing than before.
Tang Huan clenched his teeth, and the Conqueror Spear started to dance quickly.
Inside the Dantian, Five Colors True Spirit was circulating frantically. The Nine Yang Divine Furnace was trembling rapidly, and the words "Xuan Ming Initial Fire", "Bodhisattva Fire" and "Nirvana Sacred Fire" were activated to the extreme in an instant. The extremely tyrannical flame expanded rapidly like a balloon, and in an instant, it was already several meters large.
"Fiery Flames of the Falling Sun!"
In the next moment, the round sun-like Pang Shuo fireball shot out like a cannonball. It was like a moving volcano, and it was frighteningly hot.
In a split-second, the huge staff shadow fell on top of the fireball.
"Bam!"
Another loud sound shook the night sky.
The fireball instantly exploded, and a red glow blossomed all over the sky, almost illuminating the entire valley. After the rod shadow shattered the fireball, it crashed onto the ground, causing the earth to rise up like an ocean wave, creating a ravine several meters deep that quickly appeared.
"En!"
As if he had suffered a heavy blow, Tang Huan could not help but grunt in pain. His body retreated yet again as countless cracks appeared on the skin of his palms and even his arms. Traces of golden blood seeped out of them.
Several tens of meters away, Luo Hao retreated at nearly the same time.
Even though that pole had shattered the fireball, the burning sensation from the fireball was like a surging wave that rolled in all directions. This heat wave was indeed much stronger than before, but Luo Hao was a cultivator with a fire attribute cultivation technique, so he would naturally not put this heat wave in his eyes. However, when the heat wave reached his body, he finally realized. Unfortunately, he woke up a bit too late.
The instant he retreated, his hair was completely charred.
"Good!" "Alright!"
The anger in Luo Hao's chest churned, and killing intent filled his eyes. However, when he took a big leap forward, and was about to swing out the fiery-red long rod in his hand again, his brows revealed a startled look, and he blurted out, "Gold blood?"
"Chen Huan, you're actually from the War Clan?" Luo Hao's footsteps paused as he stared at Tang Huan's arms in shock.
"War Clan?"
Tang Huan steadied his steps and suppressed the urge to vomit blood. When he heard Luo Hao's words, he could not help but raise his eyebrows, feeling quite surprised, but his hands did not stop moving. The moment the raging flames ignited again, his spear had already pierced forward like lightning.
"Fire Dragon Berserk Dance!"
In the blink of an eye, they had already traversed across more than ten meters of space, as they pounced towards Luo Hao from above, seemingly able to destroy all obstacles.
"You're courting death!"
Luo Hao regained his senses, obviously he did not expect Tang Huan to take the initiative and attack him, causing him to become enraged, the killing intent in his eyes condensed into reality, he roared ferociously, "So what about War Clan? I killed you, who would have known that someone from the War Clan died in my hands! "
With that said, Luo Hao swung the rod in his hand and struck towards the five Fire Red Huge Dragon s.
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The gigantic fiery-red staff penetrated the space in front of him, and a terrifying storm seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. In just a split-second, the five huge dragons were crushed by the storm. Luo Hao snorted coldly. With a swing of his longstaff, the storm had already transformed into an incomparably berserk Strength Qi. With a roar that could topple mountains and overturn seas, a large portion of the houses had turned into fine powder that filled the sky.
Luo Hao's eyes flashed with a brutal light, he suddenly took a step forward, instantly passing through the space where the Strength Qi was wreaking havoc, and his long rod swept out.
However, at this time, a pair of gigantic wings condensed behind Tang Huan's back, and he soared straight into the sky.
"Eh? Tian Clan? "
Luo Hao gasped, his expression suddenly changed, "Mixed blood of Tian Clan and War Clan?"
Just as he finished speaking, the rod in Luo Hao's hand pointed out fiercely, an extremely thick red light wrapped around the vast Strength Qi, like a volcano erupting, it shot out from the rod, rumbling through the void, straight towards Tang Huan who was a hundred meters away, with the force of a thunderbolt.
"Overlord Tactic!"
High up in the sky, Tang Huan's face congealed slightly. The Conqueror Spear did not have any fancy movements, and directly smashed down towards the red light.
"Bam!"
The long spear in Tang Huan's hand first bounced high, then under the impact of the terrifying Strength Qi, it was as if it was hit by a huge hammer, and even his spear was thrown several hundred meters away.
As he flapped his wings crazily, Tang Huan finally managed to stabilize his body. However, he could no longer suppress the surging blood in his chest.
"Pfft!"
A mouthful of blood was spat out uncontrollably. Tang Huan did not stop and continued to rush higher, only to discover that Luo Hao's sturdy red figure actually shot up into the sky like a cannonball.
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