342: C342 Heavenly dragon illusion sword technique

C342 Heavenly dragon illusion sword technique

"Interesting!"

Although he was shocked, Yan Changkong's movements did not slow down at all. He growled out, and the golden greatsword once again slashed at Tang Huan with the force of a thunderbolt, the incomparably powerful Stong Qi surging like the tide, followed the sword force and roared, bringing about an ear-piercing whistling sound.

Tang Huan squinted, the Dragon Phoenix Spear that had just bounced up was like a divine dragon swinging its tail.

Whoosh! It was as if the longbow had been pulled to the limit before it was suddenly loosened and the curved spear tip suddenly straightened itself. The bright red spear tip suddenly swept across the sword's body.

"Clang!"

Another violent collision sound resounded in the void.

This time, Yan Changkong was already prepared. The moment the gigantic sword was bounced away, he took a step forward without hesitation, followed by both of his arms shaking violently. Amidst an earth-shaking rumbling sound, the colossal sword's body quickly turned, removing the force that was rebounding back at him.

In the next moment, the gigantic sword in Yan Changkong's hand dragged a bright golden light that swept towards Tang Huan.

"Buzz!"

Tang Huan secretly snorted in his heart. With a "Eight Phoenixes Shining Art", his body had already moved out horizontally, and the Dragon Phoenix Spear in his hand stretched and shrank like lightning, crossing paths with the huge sword and piercing straight towards Yan Changkong's chest. At the tip of his spear, he actually spat out a hot spear light that was more than two feet long.

Yan Changkong immediately changed his sword moves, the huge sword drew an arc in the air with shocking speed, and fiercely swept across. But just at this moment, Tang Huan's spear force changed once again. It actually circled around the huge sword once and still pierced towards Yan Changkong's chest.

Yan Changkong snorted angrily, as the gigantic sword also transformed in the same way.

In just a few short breaths of time, although the spear and sword had not come into contact, but the two of them had already clashed more than ten times. Furthermore, they continued to move at such a fast speed without any signs of stopping.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding crowd was dumbfounded.

"Zhong Feng, the news you heard was correct, right?"

Amongst Yan Changkong's four companions, the first person who recovered from his shock, a gray-robed man with a beard and beard, couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air. In the blink of an eye, he looked at the lanky man who was closest to him, "Is this Tang Huan really a Great Martial Master of the seventh step, and not a Stage Eight Martial Lord of the first step?"

The lanky man called Zhong Feng was also surprised, but his tone was also a little uncertain. "It should be correct, right? It is said that in the first half of last year, he was still a fellow who had not even cultivated True Qi. But in the second half of the year, it was as if he had consumed aphrodisiac, the cultivation of his Martial Arts went from Martial Disciple to Great Martial Master and his Tools Method Attainments also increased by leaps and bounds. He is now a high-level Weapon Refiner. "

"When did Great Martial Master of the seventh step possess such tyrannical strength?" The hawk-nosed young man on the right of Duan Ling Tian had an expression of disbelief.

"If this Tang Huan is a peak of the seventh step Great Martial Master, then Chang Kong is an ordinary Stage Eight Martial Lord."

"If that's the case, then it's not really strange for them to be evenly matched, but it just so happens that Tang Huan has only just reached the seventh stage of Great Martial Master, and Chang Kong is already considered to be an expert amongst the Stage Eight Martial Lord. How can he fight so victoriously with no clear victor?"

Not only did the four of them find it hard to believe, even the Martial Warrior that were watching from afar found it difficult to hide the shock and bewilderment on their faces.

Amongst them, the ones with the lowest cultivation were all from sixth ranked Martial Master, so naturally their eyesight couldn't be any better. But the battle in front of room number 11 made them completely confused by it, a Great Martial Master of the seventh step who had just advanced, actually had a good fight with a Stage Eight Martial Lord who had advanced a long time?

"Brother Ouyang, Yan Changkong did not hold back, right?" Behind the crowd, Tu Bang couldn't help but ask as he suppressed his voice.

"Use your brain. How could he hold back?" Ouyang Yuntian could not help but ask.

"Then why can't he fight for a long time?" Being scolded by Ouyang Yuntian in such a way, Tu Bang was not angry, he could only mutter in surprise.

"That's right, Stage Eight Martial Lord should be able to take care of the seventh stage Great Martial Master, shouldn't it be very easy?" The other young man couldn't help but speak up as well.

"You're asking me, but who should I ask!?"

Ouyang Yuntian was infuriated seeing this, and snorted angrily.

Normally speaking, a Stage Eight Martial Lord should be able to easily take care of a Great Martial Master of the seventh step, but that guy called Tang Huan, seemed to never have anything on him that was normal.

According to common sense, who could ascend from a first stage Martial Disciple to a seventh stage Great Martial Master in less than a year? And who could advance from low-level Weapon Refiner to high-level Weapon Refiner in such a short period of time? And who would be able to obtain one hundred and eight Sword Seal s in the Mazy Sword Valley?

In this series of events, even Yu Feiyan, the leader of the Heavenly Spirit Ranking s, had never done it, but Tang Huan did it on purpose.2

"Damn it!" Unless you really have to wait for Big Brother Liu to come back before you can take care of this Tang Huan? " Ouyang Yuntian's face became gloomy, and secretly cursed in his heart.

"Ding!"

Just at this time, in the battle circle that had been quiet for a long time, a clear and crisp sound of metal clashing came out. Everyone's spirits were lifted, they looked over to see the spear tip of the blazing red spear in Tang Huan's hand, piercing straight into the golden blade of the giant sword in front of Yan Changkong!

The distance between the two shortened rapidly, allowing the long spear to arc in an instant. The terrifying Stong Qi surged out from the point of collision, and actually created a hurricane in the air.

"Bang!"

The long spear straightened, Tang Huan's body soared into the sky, but under the push of a huge force, he floated up to over ten meters in an instant. Yan Changkong also held his sword horizontally in front of his body as he continuously retreated. Every step he took landed on the ground that was sparkling and translucent like jade, and was like a drum sound that shook the sky.

After ten or so steps, Yan Changkong was finally able to stabilize his body, but his rough face was already as black as the bottom of a pot.

In that short period of time, both sides had seemed evenly matched, but in truth, he felt very passive. This caused him to feel extremely stifled. In the end, if it was not for the fact that he had an urgent change of heart and was unable to block Tang Huan's attack at the very last moment, he probably would have continued to feel dejected.

Now, even though that kind of passive situation had been resolved, under the attention of so many people, he, a dignified Stage Eight Martial Lord, was pushed back ten steps by Tang Huan, his face immediately burning with anger. He felt extremely ashamed, and the anger in his chest also soared rapidly.

"Kid, you have some skills. Try this daddy's' Heavenly Dragon Illusory Sword Spell '!"

Yan Changkong's eyes widened, and with a loud roar, he was actually like a ferocious beast that had just broken out of its cage, as his robust and burly body explosively shot forward.

"Chi!" CHI *

He was still more than ten meters away from the dragon sword in his hand, and the huge sword with a big crack in the light was already being swung at a very fast speed. Streams of golden light shot out from the sword, and instantly condensed into a Golden Dragon, clawing and clawing as it roared forward, the incomparably sharp Qi quickly filled the air, as though it was cutting the space around the dragon body into countless pieces.

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