Weapon Master Chapter 382

Chapter 382 - You're courting death!
"Mu Yan!"
Tang Huan was shocked, in a short period of time, "Nine Yang Divine Furnace" and "Five Colors Spiritual Pills" had already started circulating, and the Perception Ability immediately climbed to its peak.
"Did you see that, this slut was just bluffing."
Fen Han laughed loudly, "Tang Huan, just give up on that thought of yours. Her soul has already been severely injured by me and she has forcefully endured for so many days. Even if she doesn't die now, she won't have much left to breathe. "
"Fen Han, you're courting death!"
Tang Huan's face turned gloomy, as a few words came out from his mouth.
It was indeed a sign that his life wouldn't be far off yet. This immediately caused an incomparably strong rage to surge within Tang Huan's chest, and the back of the right hand holding the Dragon and Phoenix Lance was already throbbing violently with blue veins.
"Hu!"
In an instant, an exceptionally terrifying imposing manner swept out from Tang Huan's body, as though it had congealed into a tyrannical unparalleled storm. It howled towards the surroundings, and a powerful pressure immediately filled the heavens and earth, as though a towering mountain was about to collapse from the high skies, causing one to feel suffocated.
Everyone was shocked, especially the Demonic Commanders who had stopped Tang Huan at the foot of the Luo Fu Saint Mountain, they were even more confused.
Compared to that time, Tang Huan's strength seemed to have increased yet again.
On the same night that they arrived at the foot of the Luo Fu Saint's mountain, Tang Huan had already ascended the Heaven Stairway, but he only stopped at the first step. Even after they left the base of the Luo Fu Saint's mountain, Tang Huan was still sitting there quietly.
Even though he was only at the peak of the seventh step, Tang Huan was already extremely hard to deal with.
"Kill!"
Fen Han's expression also suddenly changed. He sensed that the thoughts of the surrounding people were floating. He seemingly did not hesitate as he decisively made a decision and cried out explosively from his mouth.
"Kill!"
At practically the same time, Tang Huan also roared furiously from his mouth.
All of the Demon Clan experts were startled, and the surroundings sunk into a short period of silence. However, before they could come to their senses, Tang Huan had already taken the initiative.
"Buzz!"
Amidst an extremely intense trembling sound, the Dragon and Phoenix spears were already wrapped in a resplendent glow. Jumping up from Tang Huan's shoulders, they smashed towards a Werewolf of the seventh step who was closest to him with an unstoppable force. Wherever the long spear passed, a terrifying heatwave condensed into substance, pouring down from the sky like a waterfall.
"Open for me!"
The Werewolf was jolted awake and subconsciously swung the thick black iron rod in his hand. But in the next moment, his expression changed from shock and he woke up from his stupor. If this Tang Huan was really a Martial Lord of the eighth step, wouldn't meeting her attack like this be equivalent to asking for trouble?

However, at this time, it was already too late for him to retreat or change his move. He could only grit his teeth and use all of the strength in his body.
"Clang!"
In the next moment, the spearhead fell like a meteorite from the sky and hit the tip of the staff. An earth-shattering sound immediately resounded through the air.
"Aooo …" "Ugh …" That Werewolf of the seventh step only felt a distance that he could not withstand at all. While he let out a pitiful cry, the thick and long rod had already fallen off his hands and not only were both of his hands drenched with blood, both of his arms had completely lost consciousness.
"Die!"
Tang Huan growled, his spear shook, and shot out like lightning.
That Werewolf of the seventh step didn't even manage to recover from the previous incident when he felt a pain in his chest. Following that, a terrifying heat exploded, and he didn't even have time to groan before his consciousness was completely annihilated. Following that, a sizzling sound could be heard, and the wound that had pierced his chest and back had actually been burnt into black by the scorching heat of the spearhead.
In the blink of an eye, a seventh level great demon was easily killed!
"Kill him! Kill him! "
One by one, they waved their weapons and pounced towards Tang Huan. Lang Jiang who was walking towards Mu Yan also joined in, and Ying Lie who was hovering in mid air also stared at Tang Huan, waiting for the right opportunity to make his move.
"Hu!"
With a swing of the dragon and phoenix spear, the robust body of the Werewolf of the seventh step roared and smashed towards the Demonic Bear Man who was rushing towards them from the left.
"Whoosh!"
Tang Huan dashed forward quickly, and like a shadow, he shot towards the level eight Demon Marshal. On the spearhead in his hand, the "Nirvana Sacred Fire" had already materialized, and an exceptionally terrifying heat quickly spread to the surrounding areas, compared to when he was a peak level seven Great Martial Master, it was even more tyrannical.
Seeing the momentum of the Werewolf's body, the bear-man subconsciously dodged to the side, but just at this time, Tang Huan had already thrusted out his' Prairie Flames', causing the spear images to look like specks of fire, which quickly connected into a ball of blazing flames, like a surging wave, which struck towards the bear-man of the eighth step.
"Roar!"
The bear-man widened his eyes and roared. His already bulky body seemed to inflate like a rubber ball as it suddenly swelled up. Pieces of solid muscles bulged out from his body.
"Hu!" In the next moment, the dark red long blade in his hand stirred up a bloody storm. With lightning speed, it hacked towards the prairie fire.

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Amidst the earth-shaking explosions, the Strength Qi blew up and the flames scattered.
The long blade in Tang Huan's hand rebounded, and the Dragon and Phoenix Lance in his hand paused for a moment before roaring loudly. In an instant, the sharp tip of the spear arrived in front of the Bear Man under the wrapping of the raging flames, and started to heat up.
The stage eight bear man was shocked and furious, he roared and retreated, his claws holding onto the long blade held up high in the air, just as he was about to slash down, Tang Huan suddenly used the "Eight Arts of Phoenix Flash", his body rushing forward, the tip of his spear resembled a fiery red stream of light, which pierced through the bear man's abdomen.
To Demon Clan who specialized in refining their flesh body, to be able to reach the level of the eighth step Demon Commander, the flesh body would be incomparably tyrannical. Ordinary high level weapons could perhaps harm the body, but to completely penetrate the body of the demon commander of the eighth step while he was still alive was extremely unlikely. But under Tang Huan's Dragon and Phoenix Spear, the tough flesh body of a Demonic Commander of the eighth step was almost no different from a piece of furniture.
"Roar …"
The Stage Eight Bear Man roared hysterically, but before he could complete his shout, it stopped abruptly. The "Nirvana Sacred Fire" that lingered around the tip of Tang Huan's spear did not spread at all. In an instant, the sturdy body of the Stage Eight Bear Man was engulfed by blazing flames.
Tang Huan's eyes were cold, his face ashen, his entire body raging with killing intent.
The current Tang Huan was like a god of death rushing out of hell, the spear in his hand swung, and the fiery man, who was already at the eighth stage of the Bear-Man realm, was strung onto the spear head. However, Tang Huan's footsteps did not slow down in the slightest, as he directly rushed forward while carrying the corpse of the man at the eighth stage.
The Demon Clan experts who bore the brunt of the impact immediately paled, and retreated.
From the time that Tang Huan took action until now, it had only been a few breaths of time, but he had already lost a great demon of the seventh step and a commander-in-chief of the eighth step.
Outside the encirclement, Fen Han's face was gloomy and uncertain. He suddenly gritted his teeth, turned and rushed towards where Mu Yan was lying.
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