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Chapter 254

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"Pfft!"

Tang Huan's body flew out, and he spat out a mouthful of blood uncontrollably. He flew through the air for more than ten meters before he started to fall.

Right at this time, the Dragon and Phoenix Lance in Tang Huan's hands propped itself up on the ground, and only then did he remove the impact of the black arrow. He floated to the ground and barely managed to stabilize his feet, but on his left shoulder, the black arrow melted, but it did not disappear, and instead fused into Tang Huan's body.

"Tang Huan!"

Seeing this scene, Mu Kui's mind was shocked.

The Secluded Night Divine Palace's "Specter Arrows" were refined using an extremely strange power, and there was even a Tian Clan's magic array inside. Because of this, when this kind of arrow was shot out, it was soundless, like a ghost, making it almost impossible for people to detect it.

The arrow was silent, and that was secondary.

The most dangerous thing was that after this "Specter Magic Arrow" was shot, it would quickly melt, regardless of whether it landed on the ground or pierced the body.

Once it entered the body, it would corrode the Genuine Qi, causing the Genuine Qi to become berserk and tyrannical. In at most ten breaths of time, the person who was hit by the arrow would die from the backlash of his own Genuine Qi.

If a Stage Seven Martial Master could grasp the opportunity, he could even kill a Martial Lord of the eighth step with this kind of "Specter Magic Arrow".

This was indeed the case. In the hundreds of years since the appearance of the Secluded Night Divine Palace, countless Martial Lord s of the eighth step had died under the "Specter Magic Arrow", and there were even Stage Nine Martial Saint s among them.

Now, Tang Huan had actually been hit by the third "Specter Magic Arrow", how could he still be alive?

It wasn't easy for the Human Clan to produce such a peerless genius that was rarely seen in a thousand years, and he was about to fall?

Sure enough, the moment this thought flashed through his mind, Mu Kui saw Tang Huan sitting on the ground. In an instant, he was both shocked and furious, and with a move of his body, he had already arrived beside Tang Huan. However, before he could even carefully investigate Tang Huan's condition, another sharp arrow shot out from the left …

… ….

"Specter Magic Arrow?

On top of a big tree a hundred meters to the left of the road, a middle-aged man who had just shot an arrow muttered in confusion. However, he seemed to have thought of something and exclaimed in shock, "Secluded Night Divine Palace's' Specter Magic Arrow '? The archer over there is actually a killer from the Secluded Night Divine Palace? "

"That kid was hit by the 'Specter Arrow'. It looks like he's dead for sure!"

The middle-aged man quickly regained his senses, and an unconcealable joy appeared between his brows. "This place is not suitable to stay for long. Once that brat dies, Mu Kui will definitely kill him!" As he muttered, the middle-aged man had already hung the longbow on his back and jumped down from the tree.

"Chi!"

However, just as he was about to land on the ground, a stooped and skinny old man in a green robe suddenly appeared in the middle-aged man's line of sight. Immediately after, he heard an extremely faint sound of something tearing through the air. A white light actually shot out from the old man's hand. Its speed was as fast as lightning.

The middle-aged man was greatly shocked. The timing that the green-robed old man had chosen to attack was simply too good. Now that he was in midair, he had nowhere to hide.

Clang!

With a wild roar, the middle-aged man unsheathed the long blade at his waist and slashed towards the white light. Under the activation of the Zhen Qi, the blade exploded with an incomparably dense black light. The already dim space became even darker, but the white light became more and more resplendent and dazzling.

In the blink of an eye, two streaks of black and white light intersected.

The middle-aged man felt a pain in his chest, and then a terrifying force exploded in his heart, causing his consciousness to rapidly sink. Vaguely, a cold voice seemed to enter his ears, "I don't know if that brat is dead or not, but you are about to die!"

… ….

At the northern edge of Crescent City, in a room on the third floor of an inn.

A black-clothed man with an ordinary face left the window, threw away his longbow and quiver, and changed into a yellow robe that he had prepared long ago. Then, he opened the door and flashed out. From beginning to end, his expression was very calm, as if what he had just done was just a trivial matter.

"Little bastard, where do you want to go?"

However, in the blink of an eye, the man returned to the dark room. Moreover, he was pushed back by a large hand on his neck. At this moment, he seemed to have become an ordinary person. His four limbs were constantly struggling, but that claw did not move at all.

Not long later, the owner of that palm also entered the room. It was a fat old man.

"You …" Who are you? "

The man spat out a few notes with difficulty.

His face was already flushed red, and the calmness in his eyes was no longer there. Instead, it was replaced with an unconcealable shock and disbelief.

"Who I am is not important. What's important is that you've come to the wrong place." The fat old man said while grinning.

"Crack!"

In the next moment, the sound of bones shattering could be heard. The man's head tilted to the side and his body stopped struggling. After that, he loosened his grip and the man's body fell onto the floor, motionless like a dead dog. He no longer made a sound, but his neck had already deflated, as if it had been crushed into fine powder.

Fat Old Man clapped his hands and slowly walked to the window. His gaze could completely pass through the low city wall and see what was happening outside the city.

"With the 'Nirvana Sacred Fire' here, what's the use of the 'Specter Arrows'? This Mu Kui is really going back the more he lives."

With just a glance, Fat Old Man laughed, but soon after, he scratched his round belly a few times in distress, "However, there are not only these small shrimps nearby, there are also two big fish. Brat, you really know how to find something for me to do."

"Forget it, let's scare him first."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sparkling Fire Red Long Spear appeared out of thin air in his right palm. It looked like a dazzling rainbow, sparkling and translucent, overflowing with light, as if it was carved out of beautiful jade. In an instant, it illuminated the gloomy room.

"Buzz!"

An abnormally intense trembling sound immediately rang out, and a resplendent red light burst out from the spear. An extremely terrifying aura rippled out in all directions like a tidal wave, and even the air seemed to be unable to withstand it, as ripples that could be seen with the naked eye quickly appeared.

Almost at the same time, an extremely terrifying Spear Intent seemed to have condensed into a substance and soared into the sky. An incomparably powerful pressure swept out crazily, and in the blink of an eye, the pressure had already enveloped an area of a thousand meters.

At this moment, the noisy Crescent City immediately fell into a deathly silence.

Whether it was the soldiers fighting outside the city or the martial artists inside the city, all of them were stunned. Space and time seemed to freeze. At this moment, almost all the martial artists who felt this terrifying pressure felt their hearts palpitate, indescribably shocked. The stronger the martial artist, the more profound the feeling. Those martial artists with weaker strength, under the onslaught of this pressure, seemed to be even more relaxed.

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