Weapon Master Chapter 327: Blood Flower
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Chapter 327 Blood Flower
Tang Huan was even more surprised by Weng Qing's explanation. According to her statement, if Tang Huan really fails, she can find an excuse to refuse anything she asks for.
What made Tang Huan feel a little incomprehensible was that news about him had already spread. This Weng Qing should know that even the Great Martial Master at the 7th-order peak is not necessarily his opponent, and she is obviously not yet. At the peak of the seventh-order, he actually dared to bet against him.
Under normal circumstances, she has almost no hope of winning. If she did this, wouldn't it be equivalent to giving him three "Biyou Stones" for nothing?
"Ms. Weng Qing, are you sure you want to discuss with me?" Tang Huan smiled and said sternly.
"Of course." Weng Qing replied flatly, "You can rest assured that even if you lose, our Spirit Feather Chamber of Commerce will still sell you this'Biyou Stone', and you don't need to use the Holy Order'Magic Element' "Stones" to exchange, you can take out six million gold coins at the previous price."
"Manager Weng, what's your opinion?"
Tang Huan looked at Weng Qing suspiciously, then looked at Weng Ting in a blink of an eye.
"My niece wanted to discuss with Master Tang Huan for a long time. If that's the case, let her be her, and Master Tang Huan would like to ask her for advice." Weng Ting nodded and smiled, but there seemed to be a touch between her eyebrows. The imperceptible helplessness and worry are probably the result of this discussion between Weng Qing and Tang Huan.
"Never mind."
Tang Huan said with a smile, "Miss Weng Ting, I do not take advantage of your Lingyu Chamber of Commerce. If you lose, I will still pay you six million gold coins."
Speaking of this, Tang Huan suddenly turned his head to look at Xingyan who was sitting beside him, smiling and saying: "Girl Xingyan, I am afraid I will borrow six million gold coins with you temporarily."
"It doesn't matter..."
Xingyan smiled crisply, but before the rest of the words were finished, Weng Qing's anger was already looming between her eyebrows, and she sneered, "Tang Huan, do you think you have won?"
When the voice fell, Weng Qing was already pressing the sword and staring at Tang Huan fiercely.
"Just be prepared."
Tang Huan smiled slightly, and stood up, her right palm already holding the hilt of the long sword at his waist.
He came to the Spirit Feather Chamber of Commerce today and did not bring the Dragon and Phoenix Spear with him, but that didn't matter. Before the Dragon and Phoenix Spear was promoted to a high-level weapon, the power of this long sword was definitely far superior to it. This sword is naturally the spirit weapon forged by Tang Huan some time ago.
On the way to Tianzhu City, Tang Huan struggled for a long time to name it.
Because it integrates the soul of the "Blood Eyed Fire Wolf", and is mainly composed of high-end gems such as "Flower Flint," Tang Huan finally named it "Blood Flower" to save trouble.
"Keng!"
In the crisp sound, the blood foil was already out of its sheath.
In an instant, a "hum" vibrated, and above the sword, blue light was like a tide, green clothes surged, blue and green surrounded, red lights burst.
The horrible enthusiasm is also spreading crazily with this red light. This enthusiasm was like a blazing wave, spreading in waves, and in a short time, around the sword body, even the void revealed subtle ripples that were visible to the naked eye, and even made bursts of beeping sound.
At this moment, Weng Qing's eyes were slightly narrowed, and there seemed to be a trace of solemnity on her face.
Weng Ting's expression also changed slightly, and when she glanced at Weng Qing, her eyes became more worried. Although Xingyan's face was invisible, there was a touch of surprise in her black and bright eyes, and it was obvious that Tang Huan's long sword was so amazing.
After an instant, Weng Ting and Xingyan looked at each other, and they bounced up almost at the same time, drifting back several meters away.
"Girl Weng Qing, let's do it!"
With the long sword in his hand, Tang Huan's face is already full of solemnity.
Strately despise the opponent, but still have to pay attention to the opponent tactically. Regardless of what Tang Huan had thought before, once he faced the enemy, he would no longer have the slightest contempt. For thirty years, things such as the old lady's stubborn child and the ship capsized in the gutter are happening in this world almost every day.
"Qiang!"
He hummed lightly in his nose, his face sinking slightly, and his body suddenly leaped forward. Almost the same moment, the sound of agitation burst out in this hall, and the long sword at his waist was already out of its sheath, with a bright blue touch. After drew a dazzling arc in the air, Mang flashed to Tang Huan's chest and abdomen like lightning.
When Tang Huan saw this, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
When Weng Qing's blue long sword was swung, the strong energy permeated from the blade, and then rolled forward along the sword, making Tang Huan feel like a wave of raging waves toward him The roar came, and in an instant, a huge sense of oppression enveloped the tens of meters of space including him.
"The strength is indeed very good!" Tang Huan thought of telephoning, and immediately began to perform the "Emperor Jiuxiao Sword Art".
"Shit!"
The wrist trembles lightly, and then a small noise comes out.
It was Tang Huan’s blood foil that stabbed out at a speed that the naked eye could hardly catch. The moment the heat wave rolled forward along the blade, a majestic sword intent was already diffused, like an emperor. The presence of the emperor made people horrified and couldn't help but give birth to an impulse to worship.
"Ding!"
Between the electric light and the fire, the blood foil has been pressed against the body of Weng Qing's blue long sword, and with just a light swipe, the blue long sword that is leaning toward his chest and abdomen has already leaned to one side. The **** foil in Tang Huan's hand was like a snake, and a telescopic, sharp tip went straight to Weng Qing's throat.
At the tip of the sword, a sword glow that was more than two feet long spouted out.
The strong and unparalleled sharp meaning seemed to tear the void away, and the enthusiasm radiating from the sword suddenly became even more violent and terrifying.
Weng Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, her delicate body retreated violently, and the blue sword in her hand swung like a butterfly through a flower, and even if there seemed to be huge waves rushing out of her, it was actually a wave. Stronger than a wave, even if there is a hill in front of it, it seems to be broken by this huge wave.
"Chi! Chi! Chi..."
Tang Huan's footsteps were swift, and the Blood Foil was tapped out in a burst of lightning.
Suddenly, I saw the fiery red sword shadows crashing into the turbulent blue waves. In the next moment, the crisp and loud collision sounds one after another, resounding in one piece, almost every sword shadow pierced in, and the turbulent wave weakened by one point.
"Ding Ding Ding..."
In the blink of an eye, Tang Huan had already stabbed eighteen swords, and Weng Qing's sword power was completely disintegrated.
Tang Huan's movements did not stop at all because of this. The blood foil in his hand continued to stab out at a speed that his mind could hardly capture. Almost in the next instant, the crisscrossed fiery red sword lights seemed to turn into an extremely terrifying sword curtain, rolling forward, unstoppable.
"Huh?"
Weng Qing's complexion was condensed, and the sword in her hand trembled, and the deafening hum suddenly rang.
In an instant, the blue light bursting out of the sword body and the sword light spewing out from the tip of the sword seemed to condense into substance. From a distance, the blue long sword that Weng Qing held in his hand was about one meter long, as if it turned into a huge sword about 1.5 meters long.