Genius for one second? Stop, huh? Champagne? Mound? City f * ck? Chapter 368 Meeting on a Narrow Path
"That brat is obviously a Martial Warriors of our Human Clan. What exactly did he do to provoke these fellows from the Demon Clan to move out and surround us?"
"I recognize him, he seems to be the Stage Seven Martial Master Tang Huan who rushed to the eighteenth rank on the Heavenly Spirit List a while ago!"
"Eh? That's right, it really is him. However, your news has already passed, and when I entered the Luo Fu World, he had already rushed to the twelfth place!
"It doesn't matter who he is, as long as he is a Martial Warriors of our Human Clan. Let's go and take a look!"
"..."
After a short moment of surprise, many of the Human Clan s had already awoken from their stupor, and immediately, a few of them shot towards that direction like lightning. As soon as they moved, even more Martial Warriors s followed, and in the blink of an eye, there were already over a hundred Human Clan s moving quickly.
Everyone moved like lightning, shouting again and again.
Within the "Sky Spirit Secret Realm", the battles between the Human Clan s were extremely intense. Even in the Luo Fu World, battles between them were still frequent, but once they faced the outsiders like the Demon Clan and the Tian Clan, the Human Clan s would become unprecedentedly united.
Even if the two Human Clan s wished for nothing more than to kill each other a moment ago, once they were attacked by the Demon Clan or the Tian Clan, they would immediately unite against them.
It was precisely because of their unity that the Human Clan s were able to gain a foothold in the Luo Fu World. Otherwise, there would be no place for the Human Clan s to stand at the foot of the Sacred Mountain. Now, seeing that the Human Clan s were being intercepted by the many experts of the Demon Clan, no one would stand by and watch.
At this time, whether it was Tang Huan or the experts of the Demon Clan, they were all running wildly.
The group of Demon Clan s that was originally at the side of Tang Huan had already been completely left behind by Tang Huan. They were a few hundred meters away from each other, and were no longer a concern. The group of Demon Clan s that had rushed over from the Luo Fu Saint Mountain were also a few hundred meters away from Tang Huan, but the distance between the two sides was rapidly shrinking.
Three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters, fifty meters …
Twenty meters!
At this moment, amongst the group of Demon Clan experts in front of them, the fastest dozen or so people had almost crossed the safe zone at the same time. There were Demonified Humans, Werewolves, Bearmen, and Treants. These fellows all had red horns on their waists, and it was obvious that they were all tyrannical Demon Commanders of the eighth step.
However, the fastest one was still an Eaglemen flying at a low altitude. On his waist was a red horn that also represented his status as a Demonic Commander of the eighth step. Judging from his body size, he should be a man. In his hand was a two-meter-long golden trident that flickered with a faint light.
The people of the Demon Clan also knew how to use weapons, but they did not cultivate the Genuine Qi, and only refined their flesh body. Therefore, their weapons were not grade weapons forged from gems, but ordinary weapons forged from various iron ore, such as the "Howling Firmament Wolf King" Tyrant Blade.
"Bastard, die!"
In the sky, the Eaglemen man screamed and swooped down, waving the metal fork in his hand and thrusting it towards Tang Huan's neck. His speed was extremely fast, and wherever the metal fork passed, a sharp whistling sound would ring out, and even the air seemed to have been pierced through by the three forks of the metal fork.
Tang Huan's pupils shrank, but his heart was incomparably calm.
"Bam!"
His right foot that was stepping forward fiercely stomped on the ground, causing the soil to explode in all directions, while Tang Huan's body had already soared into the air, instantly reaching a height of three to four meters. The moment he soared into the air, Tang Huan had already swung his spear, and smashed it towards the Eaglemen man in front of him with the force of a thunderbolt.
"Buzz!" A violent trembling sound came out from the Dragon and Phoenix Spear at almost the same time, and the cloth covering the spear was instantly torn to pieces by the Strength Qi that exploded out. An exceptionally terrifying aura, accompanied by the heat that leaked out from the tip of the spear, crazily filled the entire space.
In the blink of an eye, Tang Huan's Dragon and Phoenix Spear and the Eaglemen man's golden trident had already collided fiercely.
"Clang!"
The deafening sound of the collision resounded throughout the world.
Immediately after, the iron fork in the Eaglemen man's hand suddenly sank, and actually almost fell out of his hand. Although he managed to stabilize himself in the end, his body was pushed back more than ten to twenty meters in the air, and the long spear in Tang Huan's hand, under the impact of a huge force, also bounced up high, and his entire body was actually lifted up by nearly two meters.
"Such great strength, as expected of a Demonic Commander of the eighth step!"
Tang Huan's palms went numb, his heart trembling.
It had been quite some time since he had entered the Luo Fu World. After killing the "Three Heads Dragon-Wolf", he had seen many experts from the Demon Clan, but it was only at this moment that he had truly fought with the Demon Clan. Unlike the Human Clan who cultivated the Genuine Qi and the Tian Clan who cultivated magic, the majority of the Demon Clan focused on the tempering of the flesh body.
After cultivating the flesh body to an extremely shocking level, he would still be able to contend against the Stage Nine Martial Saint and the Stage Nine Magic Sect. For example, one of the eight great Demon King s, the "Howling Firmament Wolf King", was a typical representative. He was different from the Sword Soul King and the Flamewing Phoenix King, his flesh body was incomparably strong. Back then, if not for the fact that he was heavily injured by Shan Shan's Divine Armament after being injured, Tang Huan's Fire Cloud Sword would not have been able to pierce into his body.
However, although the power of the Demon Clan experts caused Tang Huan to be moved, his reaction did not slow down in the slightest.
"Hu!"
The Genuine Qi circulated, his wrist spun quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the numbness in Tang Huan's palm quickly dissipated. The Dragon and Phoenix Lance that had already dispelled the impact once again trembled as it smashed towards the Werewolf of the eighth step at the front. It looked down from above, like a collapsing mountain, unstoppable.
At this moment, not only had Tang Huan pushed his Genuine Qi to the limit, the "Nirvana Sacred Fire" within the "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" had also been fully unleashed.
Blazing flames rose from the tip of the spear, and an exceptionally terrifying heat continuously spread out. In an instant, it had already condensed into a fiery red substance, and like a waterfall, it followed the momentum of the Dragon and Phoenix Spear and swept towards the tall and sturdy blue Werewolf.
"Awoo!"
The Werewolf of the eighth step opened his bloody mouth and roared with a sinister expression. The long mace in his hand swept out like a meteor.
"Clang!" In a split-second, the spearhead wrapped in flames landed on the head of the mace with lightning speed.
"Boom!"
Dust and sand filled the sky as the Wolf Fanged Mace heavily landed on the ground after being struck by the Dragon and Phoenix Spear, creating a deep crater. The condensed heat from the long spear, under the surging of the berserk Strength Qi, exploded crazily and rolled in all directions.
As the heat wave attacked, the Werewolf of the eighth step subconsciously dragged his mace and retreated backwards.
"Roar!"
"Awoo!"
When he retreated, a Bear-Man of the eighth step and a Werewolf of the eighth step immediately rushed out from both sides of him. A long blade slashed towards Tang Huan's head, while the other long rod swept towards the left side of Tang Huan's waist. Although he did not use any battle skills, the power it contained was incomparably tyrannical. Whether it was the force of the blade or the rod, they were both extremely terrifying. The whistling sound shook the air, and wherever the blade and rod passed, it was as if a gale had been set off.
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