Weapon Master Chapter 1615: Devil Killing Punch

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Chapter 1615 Demon Killing Fist

After an instant, Yin Hao shot out with a punch.

The majestic killing intent is like a volcanic eruption, rushing out along the fist force, and in an instant, it condenses into an unusually large black fist shadow, roaring forward, seemingly indestructible.

Between the lightning and the fire, the shadow of the fist, which was completely condensed from the killing intent, shook together with the blood-stained giant palm.

"Boom!"

In the sound of the earth-shaking sound, the giant palm burst, the shadow of the fist broke, and the terrifying energy raged, and the surrounding void immediately showed violent fluctuations visible to the naked eye.

The huge blood-colored passage trembles constantly, seeming to collapse at any time.

But after an instant, this energy has been auctioned off to the side, and the giant palm covered with countless bloodshots actually reappeared, slamming towards Yinhao.

"Roar!"

With a roar like a beast, Yin Hao's fist blasted out again, and the huge fist shadow formed by the majestic killing intent faced the giant palm at an astonishing speed.

"Boom!"

Another loud noise erupted.

The next moment, the third blood-stained giant palm and the fist shadow gathered by the third killing intent have appeared again, and they collided violently, with terrifying power.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"..."

In an instant, the palm of the fist had already hit six times in a row, and the violent energy was like a raging wave, wave after wave in this passage. Yin Hao has been struggling since the fourth cast of "Devil Killing Punch", and after the sixth punch, his body has faded a lot.

"Huh!"

However, Tang Huan’s offensive did not stop in the slightest. After the sixth giant palm shattered, the bloodshot giant palm once again condensed and formed, breaking through the barriers of strength, and slapped it fiercely. Ahead. At this moment, it was like a huge mountain collapsed, mountains and rivers turned upside down, and it was terrifying.

"Kill—"

Yin Hao let out a scream, and used "Devil Killing Punch" for the seventh time.

As soon as he punched out, Yin Hao was already staggering, but he dared not pause for the slightest amount of time. He rose up and retreated desperately. The reason why he chose this time to keep the distance from his opponent was because he knew very well that he couldn't escape under that continuous offensive.

Now, the opponent's "Seven Palms of the Blood God" has been fully displayed, and the power is estimated to be almost consumed. Even if the opponent has spare power, there will be a short pause before launching a new offensive.

This just gave him a chance to get out.

When encountering this sixteenth-order necromancer, Yin Hao thought that he would definitely win, but he did not expect that after a fierce battle, he not only failed to win, but was forced to flee...This is very big for Yin Hao. Humiliation. But the matter is now, no matter how willing he is, he must make a decision.

Although he does not want to admit it, he also understands that if he continues to survive, the probability of being killed by his opponent is as high as 80 to 90%, and the chance of winning is extremely slim.

With his current record, the position of the new prince has been secured, and he would not want to be killed at this time.

"Boom!"

Amid the deafening loud cry, the fist slammed for the seventh time.

This time, the power of the "Demon Killing Punch" gathered by Yin Hao's killing intent was greatly reduced. After a short while, the shadow of the fist was broken, and the huge bloodstained palms fell to Yin Hao. Where you stand forward, then spread out a little bit. The passage trembled crazily, and the strong energy churned like waves.

Yin Hao, who was retreating violently, couldn't bear the impact of this force, and his body was immediately thrown out, and the speed actually became faster than before. When Yin Hao barely managed to stabilize his body, he was already hundreds of meters away, which made his face a little smile uncontrollably.

However--

In the next moment, the faint smile froze on his face, and uncontrollable panic and despair appeared between his eyebrows, and the two pupils reflected a **** red.

"Hey!"

On the opposite side, a huge blood-red blade light had already torn away the tumbling energy, and came to him at a speed that the naked eye could hardly catch. The tyrannical energy fluctuations quickly generated a huge sense of oppression, making him want to suffocate, and the direction of the blade made him feel like he was about to be cut in two, and he was close at hand. His offensive has already made him smell death.

"Youyi, stop!"

In horror, Yin Hao couldn't help but screamed, "If you kill me, after going out, I will never die with you!"

The prolonged battle had already consumed a lot of power. Just now he played seven consecutive "Devil Killing Punches", his power was almost exhausted, and it was impossible to withstand such a fierce offensive. If it is hard-wired, it will undoubtedly die, threatening to make it scrupulous, and perhaps there will be a ray of life.

It's a pity that there is no lag in that blade.

"Boom!"

Almost at the moment Yin Hao's voice fell, the blood-red blade light fell on him, and the **** storm engulfed by the blade light instantly obliterated the area around him. Even before half a breath had elapsed, Yin Hao's tall black figure had completely disappeared.

"Shit!"

Immediately, a blood-red breath rose from the violent and tyrannical energy, and in an instant it passed through hundreds of meters of void and fell into Tang Huan's waist.

Looking at the violently turbulent void ahead, Tang Huan couldn't help but sneered: "After this second round of selection is over, I am already the prince, what can you do with me?"

The 17th-order undead named Yin Hao is indeed very powerful.

If he had not consumed a lot of power in the second round of selection of the "Emperor Spirit Ceremony", even if Tang Huan used the "Seven Palms of the Blood God", he would not have been able to kill him. Of course, if Tang Huan was in a place where no one was there, rather than in this "sacred fantasy formation", Tang Huan would naturally deal with it a lot easier.

In his thoughts, Tang Huan had already dispersed the blood-red giant knife in his hand that had just been condensed, and closed his eyes slightly.

The "Seven Palms of the Blood God" just now has consumed a lot of his strength. Tang Huan must absorb his death energy and recover as soon as possible. Otherwise, if he encounters a 17th-order undead, he can only Ran away desperately. However, Tang Huan just calmed down, and a voice like Hong Zhong and Dalu rang:

"Time is up! The second round of selection is over!"

This string of characters seems to contain shocking power.

It was almost the moment when the voice fell, Tang Huan was in a trance. It seemed like a flick of a finger, and it seemed that after several hours, did he suddenly wake up, staring at it, not only the blood-colored passage has disappeared, but the huge blood-colored dome above the square has also disappeared without a trace.

The "Shenyou Fantasy Array" has already dispersed!

Tang Huan rolled his eyes and glanced subconsciously. Within his sight, there were so few standing figures, and those guys were just like him, watching from side to side.

"Congratulations, everyone, for supporting to the end in this second round of selection! Now, you can come forward!" The voice of Elder Wo Yu resounded through the world again.