Weapon Master Chapter 838: Master!
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Chapter 838 Master!
"Huh!"
In the sharp sound of breaking through the sky, Yu Mingjing moved a long knife in his hand, and a dazzling golden glow burst out, whizzing forward at a speed unattainable by the naked eye. Between the lightning and the fire, it was already torn a dozen. Mi Xukong, arriving in front of Tang Huan, burst out with an unparalleled edge.
Tang Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the whole person seemed to have entered an extremely ethereal and mysterious mood.
The trajectory of Yu Mingjing's long sword swinging, the strength of the blade's light, the speed at which it tears through the void, and even how powerful it can burst out... all of this is almost without omission. The ground was captured by Tang Huan, and then clearly presented in his mind.
In Tang Huan's reaction, Yu Mingjing's offensive seemed to be completely broken down.
Tang Huan knows very well that this should be the change that the "empty Buddha image" in the depths of his soul brought to him. Before that, although his sensing ability far surpassed monks of the same realm, it was impossible to achieve it. Such a point. This feeling is simply beyond imagination.
"Om!"
In the agitated trembling sound, the flame feather spear bloomed with an unusually bright red glow.
Shit! Tang Huan raised his arm slightly, and the spear had already been sent out. A flaming spear beam shot out, and it actually landed on the most vulnerable part of the golden sword beam.
"Boom!"
The blade light burst to pieces in an instant, and the flaming gun light was like a streamer, driving straight in and hitting Yu Mingjing's long sword.
The earth-shaking sound broke out immediately, and the unparalleled strength raged wildly. Yu Mingjing only felt his palm numb, and the long knife was actually raised high under the impact of that force.
"Why is this?"
Yu Mingjing couldn't believe his eyes. The stab he just made was only a tentative attack, and he didn't use his full strength, but even so, he shouldn't be so weak that it was easily broken by Tang Huan. However, just when he was shocked, Tang Huan chased after him like a shadow.
"Shit!"
The sound of breaking through the air seemed to penetrate the eardrums. This time it was no longer the spear light, but Tang Huan’s long spear. There seemed to be flames on the spear head, and the tip of the spear was more It seems to be made up of tiny pieces of feathers, and each piece of feathers exudes a sharp and sharp meaning.
A shot was pierced, and the void around the head of the front gun seemed to shatter in layers.
Yu Mingjing’s pupils shrank abruptly, and his body retreated violently, but the flame feather spear came so fast that he had no time to perform any combat skills. He could only hold the handle of the knife with both hands, and use the simplest action to slam the long knife. Slashing down fiercely, inside the blade, the real air flow turned, and the energy was like a tide.
"Dang!"
The knives and guns met, and a loud noise went into the sky.
Yu Mingjing immediately felt that a terrifying force that was almost irresistible was roaring, and he almost flew the long knife in his hand. Although he finally firmly grasped the hilt of the knife, the palms of both palms were already bursting, and bright red blood leaked from between his fingers.
"How is it possible? This kid really just broke through to the sixth level of the true spirit?"
Yu Mingjing's mind was shocked, but she had to retreat violently again, and the long knife in her hand slashed again, because the long spear on the opposite side was shooting like a fiery red streamer.
"Dang!"
"Dang!"
"When..."
The deafening impact sound followed after another, and the interval between every two sounds was exactly the same. It was actually very rhythmic when I heard it.
Tang Huan seemed to stroll in a leisurely court, stabbing out one by one.
But under his extremely leisurely offensive, Yu Mingjing was forced to retreat again and again, and his handsome face was full of unconcealed horror.
The situation above the ring is stunned by many monks.
"Hey...I read that right..."
"Only at the sixth level of the true spirit, but Yu Mingjing at the peak of the sixth level of true spirit has no power to fight back. What is his origin?"
"It's an eye-opener, it's an eye-opener. It's the first time I know that an offensive launched by one person can be so pleasing to the eye."
"..."
After the initial shock, everyone around the ring couldn't help exclaiming again and again, while Hu Xuan, Shen You and others were beaming with joy and smiled.
"Tang Huan, I seem to underestimate you."
In the crowd, Fu Junwei murmured softly, a smile floated on her delicate and white face like a porcelain doll, but immediately, within those black eyes, there were already fighting spirits, delicate little tongues. Licking his lips lightly, he looked eager to try.
"Where did this little guy come from? The fighting power is so amazing? The average true spirit seven-fold monk is probably not his opponent." On the referee stage, the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed into a small In the gap, an uncontrollable surprise appeared on the sallow face.
"Dang!"
On the ring, the swords and guns fought together again.
Amidst the loud noises of gold and iron, Yu Mingjing's arms were raised high, his body retreated violently, and the flaming spear on the other side struck again...
A new cycle has begun!
The seventh shot!
The eighth shot!
"Shit!"
Immediately afterwards, Tang Huan's spear was like electricity, stabbing it out again!
The ninth shot!
"Dang!"
After the violent collision, Yu Mingjing stabilized the high-bouncing long knife, his hands trembled, and the blood overflowing from his palms dyed his sleeves red.
On the other side, Tang Huan stopped, and the flame feather spear stopped in the void.
When everyone around saw this, they were shocked and confused.
Yu Mingjing was already standing on the edge of the ring. At this time, Tang Huan could force him off the ring and win with just one more shot. But at such a critical moment, Tang Huan actually chose to stop. I'm not afraid that Yu Mingjing will relax and cause him a big trouble.
But soon, everyone knew the reason.
"Puff--"
Yu Mingjing opened his mouth slightly, as if he was about to speak, but before the voice came out, a mouthful of blood spewed out. First, he fell to the ground with a long knife in his hand and broke into several pieces, then his knees softened and he fell to the ground with a face. He was pale as paper, his palms were even more **** and blood dripping down the fingertips on the ring.
"What does it feel like to say "Woe comes out of the mouth"?"
Tang Huan smiled lightly, naturally knowing why Yu Mingjing became like this.
This battle is under Tang Huan’s control from beginning to end. What kind of speed and power is needed to make the flame feather spear pierce through the easiest way; What was the speed and strength when it fell; how much power would invade the opponent's body when the knife and gun collided, and how much damage would it cause to the opponent's internal organs... None of them escaped Tang Huan's induction.
All of Yu Mingjing's reactions were beyond Tang Huan's expectations, because every step he took was forced by Tang Huan.
During this battle, Tang Huan felt like he had been transformed into a **** and the master of this small space, which made him more and more amazed at the "empty Buddha image".
Sure enough, it is something that Hu Can spent 1,500 years to condense. It has only just merged with the "empty Buddha image" and can exert such a terrible effect. If it can fully mobilize the "empty Buddha image" How terrible is the effect of the power?
"Let's lie down on the bed for three months." Tang Huan spoke again in his thoughts, leaving these words behind, then turned and walked towards the referee's stand.
"You..."
Yu Mingjing was extremely angry, and a morbid flush suddenly appeared on his pale face, but just as he uttered this character in his mouth, his voice stopped abruptly, but his upper body had already fallen forward to the ground. With his eyes closed and motionless, he fainted.
PS: First make up one chapter owed. I owe a total of five chapters in the past few days. I haven’t forgotten it. Don’t worry. ＾0＾