"I'll ask you again, are you going to let me or not!" Tang Huan spoke again, but his tone had already sunk.
"No way!"
The scar-faced man spat out these two runes without hesitation, and a hint of ridicule appeared in his eyes as he looked at Tang Huan. The red-robed elder at the side also glared at Tang Huan covetously, his eyes revealing a sense of ridicule, obviously not taking Tang Huan seriously at all.
"If you don't want to, then scram!"
In a split-second, Tang Huan's right fist had already punched out.
The fist rapidly expanded like a balloon, and the space in front of it immediately seemed to be compressed to the extreme. Pang Shuo's fist shadow actually appeared in front of the scar-faced man at a speed that was hard to catch with the naked eye. An incomparably terrifying aura surged out, and even this space seemed to be on the verge of being crushed.
"Fist Seal!"
This was impressively the last technique that Tang Huan had comprehended in the space of the Flame Ancestor's statue.
The scar-faced man's expression instantly changed. Before this, the reason why he was so fearless was naturally not because of his own strength, but because of the word "War Clan".
As a Disciples, no matter where he went, no one would dare to look down on him.
With such an identity, even the Void Transformation Stage experts of the Green Rainbow Sect would not act rashly if they blocked the entrance of the passageway, in order to avoid the intense retaliation from the War Clan.
But he did not expect that Tang Huan would not have such worries at all.
After confirming that he was unwilling to give way, he immediately used the simplest and most direct method to deal with it. Seeing this sudden punch, the shock in his chest could not be described with words. He was only a cultivator at the peak of the second transformation, but judging from his aura, his opponent's cultivation had probably reached the peak of the third transformation.
It was one thing for his cultivation to be stronger than his, but the power of that punch was unbelievably strong. Even an ordinary cultivator of the five transformations might not be able to unleash it.
It was impossible for him to receive such a punch.
Fortunately, other than him, there was also a companion at the peak of the five transformations.
Seeing how terrifying his opponent's attack was, that companion would definitely not sit idly by. With his help, he would definitely be able to block this lightning strike.
"Out of the way!"
Sure enough, an urgent shout exploded from the side. Almost at the same time the voice rang out, he retreated without hesitation, but it was useless. He didn't even have the time to lift his right foot and take a step back before Pang Shuo's fist shadow covered his entire body.
Bang!
In the midst of the explosion, the scar-faced man didn't even have the time to let out a groan before his body was sent flying like leather.
His body had yet to land on the ground when it suddenly exploded, transforming into a cluster of golden blood fog. After which, it instantly disappeared into nothingness under the attack of the frightening Force Qi that whizzed over. Even the huge blade in his hand had shattered inch by inch, shooting in all directions, completely becoming useless.
At this time, the red-robed old man had just raised the long saber in his hand, and his True Qi had not even entered the blade yet.
Seeing this scene, the red-robed old man was dumbfounded.
The surrounding cultivators were even more tongue-tied. The two ends of the passageway fell into a deathly silence. Seeing Tang Huan, the god of plague that had plagued the Green Rainbow Sect for many days, clash with the people from the War Clan, they were still gloating in their hearts, and even wished for them to fight.
In everyone's minds, no matter how daring this god of plague was, he wouldn't dare to kill someone from the War Clan.
After all, the War Clan was one of the strongest powers in the Forging God Great World. There were many Void Transformation Stage experts in the clan, and even if the ten Green Rainbow Sects were added together, they would not be able to compare to a single War Clan. Even the Ling Xiao Sword Sect of the Heavenly Region and the Nine Star Holy Gate of the Yang Region would not easily provoke the War Clan.
Following that, the god of plague made his move, which was exactly what everyone wanted.
However, what no one expected was that the god of plague would actually destroy the experts of the War Clan with a single punch, and not even a single piece of him was left behind.
"Changkong!"
The red robed old man woke up from his stupor, and in an instant, his eyes widened. He wanted nothing more than to tear Tang Huan into pieces, "You actually killed Changkong?" As he spoke, a boundless killing intent roared out from his body and instantly condensed into a substance. The entire area immediately became extremely oppressive.
"Zhangkong?"
Tang Huan's eyes moved slightly, "Zhan Zhangkong?"
He felt that the name was rather familiar, and in a moment, Tang Huan suddenly remembered that when he was in the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm", there was an extremely famous War Clan, and that was Zhan Zhangkong. Although Tang Huan had never seen him before, he knew from the memories of many cultivators that there was a person like him.
To have such a cultivation at such a young age, it was obvious that he was a genius amongst the younger generation of the War Clan. However, he did not expect to be killed by him in such a situation.
However, although Tang Huan was a little surprised, he did not regret it in the slightest. So what if he was a young genius of the War Clan?
"You dare to kill my War Clan?! This old man will make you beg for death!"
Like a lion that had been completely enraged, the red robed old man roared, the long blade in his hand had already crazily slashed towards Tang Huan, blade after blade, his speed was unbelievably fast. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of incomparably sharp blade beams howled out, filling up the entire passageway.
"Chi!"
Tang Huan sneered in his heart. The moment the "Absolute Yang Scarlet Scale Sword" appeared, it transformed into a "Conqueror Spear", and then, the Fire Red Long Spear pierced out. It looked neither fast nor slow, but its speed was extremely terrifying, and in an instant, it had already drilled into the dense blade beams.
Spear Extreme!
"Boom —"
The deafening roar reverberated endlessly.
Wherever the fiery red light passed, the surrounding blade beams seemed to be shattered by an invisible force. In less than a blink of an eye, the hundreds of blade beams had completely collapsed, and the "Conqueror Spear" had traversed a dozen meters of space, piercing the blade in the red-robed elder's hand.
"Ding!"
The sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out.
As if he had suffered a heavy blow, the red-robed elder's body immediately retreated twenty to thirty meters. His entire face was suffused with a faint golden color, and blood seemed as if it was about to seep out of his pores. Although he immediately stabilized his footsteps, his eyes were filled with disbelief.
He was not an ordinary cultivator of the five transformations, but an expert at the peak of the five transformations. He was only half a step away from the Virtual Level, but now, he was actually forced back by a spear strike from a fellow at the peak of the three transformations. If that fellow was using some kind of powerful battle skill or divine ability, then it would be fine, but that spear strike was simple. Even the lowest level spear skill seemed to be a bit more complicated than it.
"Chi!"
A sharp sound of something tearing through the air rang out again.
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