Weapon Master Chapter 1270: Fu Devil Palm

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Chapter 1270 The Demon's Palm of the Volunteer

In the next instant, that brilliant golden light was suspended in the air. It was a one-meter-long golden spike, extremely sharp. However, the front end of the golden thorn was grasped by one hand at this moment, letting his energy toss and agitate with determination, but it was no longer difficult to move forward.

The owner of that palm is a young man with a slender body and a handsome face. He is wearing a black robe with a palpitating chill in his eyes. On his right shoulder, there is a beautiful feathered nine. The colorful birds, jewel-like eyes are full of mockery.

"Tang Huan!"

Xi Yi, Wei Xuange and others shouted reflexively.

Although they didn't see the person's face, just the voice just now, plus the figure they saw at the moment, was enough to judge the person's identity.

At this moment, almost everyone's face is ecstatic.

Especially Xi Yi, even more so.

As soon as Zhu Xuan took the shot, he knew that he was dead, after all, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great. If he could mobilize the sword intent of the Heavenly Sword Palace, he would have no fear of Zhu Xuantong's offensive, but now that the sword intent is suppressed, no matter how hard he struggles, it will not help.

Unexpectedly, Tang Huan returned to the "Pure Sun Sword Sect" at such a critical juncture, and blocked Zhu Xuantong's killing blow!

"Tang Huan?"

Jiang Hexian, Gong Jing and Mo Qianjiang also couldn't help exclaiming.

Several of them have seen Tang Huan's portrait. Even if they haven't seen the portrait, they have heard people describe Tang Huan's face countless times. However, it was the first time that everyone really saw Tang Huan, but they never expected to meet Tang Huan in such a scene.

Moreover, their shock at the moment is almost beyond words.

Although they were just bystanders, they knew the power of Zhu Xuantong's blow. Even at the peak of the Ninth Rank of Void, they would have to use all their strength to receive it. But Tang Huan not only showed up after Zhu Xuantong took the shot, but also grabbed Zhu Xuantong's weapon in the palm of his hand between the sparks and fire, and directly eliminated his almost indestructible offensive. These methods are sensational.

After the battle outside Yanyang City, they all made inferences about Tang Huan's strength.

However, judging from Tang Huan's just shot, only a few short months have passed, Tang Huan's strength seems to have improved by leaps and bounds.

"Are you Tang Huan?"

Zhu Xuantong's pupils shrank suddenly, and the shock in his heart could not be described in words.

He who was in the game knew better than Jiang Hexian and the others about the power of the blow he had just now. In order to prevent Jiang Hexian and others from blocking and rescuing, he must kill Xi Yi in the shortest time. Therefore, when he shot, he Almost all the true essence in the body is mobilized, in order to achieve a single blow. 【ㄨ】

Under such an offensive, even a strong man at the pinnacle of the Ninth Rank will be seriously injured if he fails to deal with it.

But Tang Huan was good, and he took it easily. Moreover, Tang Huan didn't use a weapon to take his attack, but a palm.

Aware of the cold murderous intent in Tang Huan's eyes, Zhu Xuantong felt his heart gripped tightly.

"Tang Huan is like..."

The next moment, Zhu Xuantong shouted sharply, but before the word "He" came out, the voice stopped abruptly, and the slightly sunken eyeballs almost protruded from the socket. He clearly saw that his golden sharp thorns melted rapidly in Tang Huan's palm like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

This is a holy soldier!

Zhu Xuantong felt terrified, even if Xuan found that only half of the golden sharp thorn was left, and the surface of the sharp thorn seemed to adhere to a layer of almost transparent flame.

Zhu Xuan suddenly woke up with a sharp spirit, his eyes violently opened, his mouth roared, and the true essence inside his body rushed into the sharp thorns crazily along his right hand like a flood of a bank. It’s a pity, this is useless. , Not only the sharp thorns are melting, even the true essence is burned by the flame.

After hundreds of years of practicing, Zhu Xuantong has never seen such a strange situation.

A thick sense of horror involuntarily rose from the bottom of his heart. Zhu Xuantong felt his hair terrifying, and immediately released the sharp thorns and retreated violently.

"Do you think you can escape?"

Chill appeared on Tang Huan’s face, and the moment the voice sounded, the golden sharp thorn had completely disappeared. At the same time as the "Chaotic Daohuo" returned to his body, his right fist was already blasting towards Zhu Xuantong's escape. After going out, the shadow of fist swelled sharply, as if squeezing the surrounding void to burst open.

Zhu Xuantong's body suddenly stopped, and his face instantly turned pale as paper.

Almost the moment Tang Huan punched, he felt that the space beside him was blocked by a terrifying invisible force, which greatly reduced his retreat speed, but the fist flew up. But the speed is getting faster and faster, and the distance between the two sides shrinks rapidly.

"Fuck Demon's Palm! Kill--"

Roaring as if boldly, Zhu Xuan's face was twisted and his expression was hideous, his thin body suddenly became strong, and the fan-like right palm was turned over, as if the heavens and the earth were turned over, a horror The power of Pang Shuo condensed into Pang Shuo's palm, pressing hard against that fist.

This is the unique magical power of Fu Mozong, "Volume Demon Palm"!

When it was cast, it was as dignified as the God of War who came from the upper realm, and he shot it with one palm, turning the earth upside down, and seemed to be able to wipe out all the monsters in the world. The stronger the person who casts it, the stronger his might, and he is completely comparable to the supernatural power of the "Lingxiao Sword Sect", the "God Destruction Finger".

"Boom!"

In less than half a blink of an eye, that Pang Shuo's fist and giant palm violently collided with each other in a thunderous force.

For a time, the sky trembled, and the explosion sounded through the entire Yanyang City.

In front of the Heavenly Sword Palace, the vigor is like a tide, rolling violently, and horrible aura fluctuations are rolling in all directions, and the surrounding void actually shows ripples that can be seen by the naked eye. Behind Tang Huan, Xi Yi, Wei Xuange and others were forced to retreat again and again, and they actually quietly retreated into the hall.

Jiang Hexian, Gong Jing, and Mo Qianjiang, some of the powerhouses of the Nine Transformation Stages, were also unable to withstand the attack of this vigor. However, the confrontation between Tang Huan and Zhu Xuantong made them awake from the extreme shock.

"Tang Huan, show mercy..."

"Brother Tang Huan, calm down!"

"Tang Huan..."

"..."

Seeing the shadow of Pang Shuo's fist, Zhu Xuantong's giant palm quickly dissipated, Jiang Hexian and the others were shocked, they unexpectedly yelled at the same time. However, before their voices fell, their screams rang out, but Zhu Xuantong's figure burst into a cloud of blood, and then was completely shattered by the majestic energy. There was no trace left, as if There has never been a general.