Zhuo Feng was shocked, his face was pale as he looked up in fear. He felt as if his line of sight had been completely filled by Pang Shuo's fist.
The movements of the Immortal Body clone's fist were not fancy at all, it only smashed down from above, but the terrifying Strength Qi was like a huge wave from the nine heavens, crazily pouring down, as if it could crush any obstacle in the world into dust. Its might was vast, its power was majestic, and it was unstoppable.
Such a simple punch, yet it caused Zhuo Feng to be incomparably terrified, and also caused the surrounding dozen or so Heavenly Kings to tremble.
"Tang Huan, I'll fight it out with you!"
After the fear passed, Zhuo Feng gritted his teeth, and a crazed expression surfaced on his face.
Right now, he had nowhere to hide. After letting out a hysterical roar, the longsword in his hand released a green light, and he continued to swing it at a speed that even his mind could not catch.
"Swish swish …"
The sharp sound of something tearing through the air instantly rang out, and a sharp sword beam spiraled upwards.
In the blink of an eye, the countless cyan sword beams had condensed into a gigantic cyan vortex, as if they wanted to swallow the entire Pang Shuo's fist that was descending from the sky. Almost at the same time, a powerful and berserk aura spread out from the depths of the vortex.
That aura was incomparably sharp. Even if a huge mountain were to fall into it, it would instantly turn into powder.
"Phew!" "Whooosh."
Yun Hen, Liu Haoge and the rest quickly moved to rescue him, and more than a dozen terrifying attacks once again roared towards the golden giant. At this moment, all the Inferior Heavenly Kings had pushed their Sky Origin Stage to the limit, and did not hold back at all.
At this time, they had no choice but to go all out.
Because the situation this time was a little different, Jiang Bo was forced back, and was only injured, but if Zhuo Feng was struck by that punch, it was very likely that his soul would scatter. Tang Huan's clone, under the siege of so many Inferior Heavenly Kings, had already heavily injured Jiang Bo, if he were to kill Zhuo Feng as well …
This was a devastating blow to everyone's confidence.
"Humm —"
Inside the avatar's body, the Immortal Zither trembled, and the sound of the zither was like water. Another layer of rainbow colored barrier appeared on the surface of the avatar's body, but his movements still did not slow down at all. In the blink of an eye, the huge fist smashed into the rapidly spinning green vortex that was nearly a hundred meters in radius.
Boom!
A huge explosion suddenly burst forth, the fist force surged, and the green vortex that seemed to be able to shatter everything actually collapsed. Pang Shuo's fist instantly passed through the Strength Qi that filled the sky, and imprinted itself onto the green sword and Zhuo Feng's body below.
It was as if a huge boulder had fallen from the sky and hit a fly that was flying in the air. Therefore, the boulder continued to press down on the fly without any delay.
Zhuo Feng was like that housefly.
Under the pressure of the fist force, he couldn't even let out a scream. His body involuntarily fell, and despair appeared uncontrollably in his eyes. At this moment, he could clearly feel his high-grade Dao Artifact exploding, and his powerful flesh body cracking.
Zhuo Feng seemed to have smelled death.
"Bam!"
However, at this moment, more than ten fierce attacks engulfed the golden giant once again.
The five-colored barrier instantly shattered, and the Immortal Body Avatar's body trembled violently. The huge fist finally paused for a moment, and the force of the fist seemed to have dissipated. Even so, Zhuo Feng's body and weapon could no longer hold on, and exploded with a loud bang, turning into a cloud of blood mist and specks of green light.
"Whoosh!"
However, in the next moment, an extremely faint sound of something tearing through the air rang out. A small green figure actually whizzed out from the blood mist, fleeing into the distance at lightning speed.
This was Zhuo Feng's Dao Nascent Soul!
In an instant, the small figure turned into a streak of green light and fled thousands of meters away.
When Yun Hen, Liu Haoge and the rest saw this, they all secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Although they were unable to completely save Zhuo Feng, his reflection still managed to escape from his body. However, just as their hearts were about to relax, their expressions changed greatly, and their heartstrings tightened once again.
A few hundred meters in front of Zhuo Feng's Nascent Soul, a black shadow actually appeared like a ghost.
"My curiosity hasn't been satisfied yet, and you ran away just like that. Isn't that a little too much?" A mocking laugh rang out, and following that, the terrifying sword intent that everyone was extremely familiar with appeared once again. A dazzling white light shot out from the black shadow's hand, slashing towards the green Dao Nascent Soul.
"Tang Huan, spare …"
As soon as the sharp begging voice rang out, it abruptly stopped. Wherever the white light passed, the green figure immediately dissipated, and the black figure that had just appeared was clearly imprinted in the eyes of the crowd of cultivators. It was shockingly Tang Huan, who had just disappeared under the attacks of the two Inferior Heavenly Kings.
The strength of an Inferior Heavenly King's Nascent Soul was indeed not weak, but without the support of a flesh body, it was impossible for him to withstand the attack of an Inferior Heavenly King.
As a result, when the Pure Yang Divine Sword in Tang Huan's hand slashed out, the fate of Zhuo Feng's Nascent Soul had already been decided. Yun Hen, Liu Haoge and the others, who were far away, simply did not have the time to help.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, an Inferior Heavenly King had fallen not long after the battle began!
This not only caused Yun Hen, Liu Haoge and the other Heavenly Kings to be extremely shocked, the surrounding tens of thousands of cultivators were even more shocked. For a moment, the world was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.
From the moment Tang Huan revealed her clone until now, it had only been a few breaths of time.
However, Tang Huan, who was fighting one against fourteen, had already heavily injured and killed one person with the force of a thunderbolt, while his main body and clone were still unharmed.
They were all Inferior Heavenly Kings, how could Tang Huan's strength be so terrifying?
Looking at the black figure standing in the sky and the golden giant who had already stabilized his body, everyone could not help but feel a deep sense of fear in their hearts.
There were only twelve Inferior Heavenly Kings left surrounding the golden giant, and at this moment, their eyes were filled with fear.
They had just attacked with all their might, but they were still unable to do anything to Tang Huan's clone.
However, all of them believed that it was impossible for Tang Huan's clone to maintain such a strong state forever. As long as she continued to launch fierce attacks like before, the golden giant would eventually collapse. However, they were also clear that this goal was not something that could be achieved in a short period of time.
Furthermore, with Tang Huan's elusive main body, it was impossible for him to give them enough time, and it was also impossible for him to allow them to continuously bombard his clone.
Fight, or retreat?
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