Weapon Master

The "Seven Colored Spirit Mouse" that was squatting beside Mu Yan suddenly let out an ear-piercing scream, and its two finger-sized body began to expand crazily. After a moment, the originally small and exquisite "Seven Colored Spirit Mouse" had turned as fat as a pig, as it bared its teeth, and stared at Fen Han who was heading in its direction aggressively.    

"Fen Han, look at the spear!"    

Seeing that, Tang Huan was also angered, the long spear shook, and the Eighth Rank bear-man at the tip of the spear was turned into dust, in an instant, the Dragon Phoenix Spear released an earth-shaking cry, flying out of Tang Huan's hand along with a brilliant luster.    

The long spear continued to pierce through the void, immediately creating a terrifying blazing storm.    

Seeing the terrifying might of the spear, the Treant Man of the seventh step and the werewolf of the Eighth Rank in front of them dodged to the sides almost as if it was a conditioned reflex.    

"Chi!" The spear flowed like a rainbow, passing through the gap between the two and went straight for Fen Han's back.    

"He's out of weapons, quick! Fast! Everyone attack together! " High up in the sky, Ying Lie who had been hovering in the air finally found an opportunity. With an incomparably sharp roar, he swooped down like lightning, and stabbed the sharp trident in his hand straight towards Tang Huan's neck.    

"Buzz!"    

But at this moment, another intense trembling sound resonated through the air, and a bright stream of light suddenly burst out in front of Tang Huan. In a split-second, it drew a dazzling arc in the air, accurately hitting the metal trident that was aimed straight at his neck.    

"Ding!"    

Amidst the intense collision sounds, the trident immediately swung to the left, causing Ying Lie's body to involuntarily sink downwards. In that moment, his eyes were filled with shock. After Tang Huan threw his spear, a shining and sharp sword suddenly appeared in his hand.    

When Tang Huan appeared, he did not carry such a sword, but where did it come from? It was said that there was a strange kind of flexible sword among the human race. Normally, it could be wrapped around one's body like a belt, but once activated with the Zhen Qi of the human race, it could still become extremely hard.    

Could it be that what Tang Huan was holding right now was a flexible sword?    

"Awoo!"    

Just as Ying Lie was thinking, he seemed to have heard a deafening howl of a wolf.    

He subconsciously thought that it was the cry of a certain kind of werewolf, but in the next moment, his eyes revealed an extremely terrified expression. The sharp sword in Tang Huan's hand had actually turned into a blazing red giant wolf.    

After he had pounced down, he was not even two meters away from Tang Huan in the first place, and when he came to his senses, the mouth of the fiery red giant wolf was already within reach.    

Ah!    

Ying Lie was scared out of his wits and screamed as he flapped his wings with all his might. He wanted to dodge, but at this distance, he had no way out.    

In almost the same instant that his wings flapped, the fiery red giant wolf bit down on his fluffy eagle head, and his cries abruptly stopped.    

"Plop!"    

"Clang!"    

The fiery red giant wolf flashed, and immediately, a long sword appeared in Tang Huan's hands. Ying Lie whose head was separated from his body and the trident fell to the ground at the same time, blood spurting out.    

Seeing such a bizarre and inconceivable scene, many people from the surrounding Devil Clan were all stunned.    

"Whoosh!"    

Tang Huan's footsteps did not pause at all, in the instant that Ying Lie landed, his body moved like a shadow, and instantly appeared in the gap between the seventh stage treant and the Eighth Rank werewolf. The instant he passed by, the blood flower sword in his hand had already arrived in front of the Treant's neck in a ghostly manner.    

"Ha ha-ha!" A fierce heat immediately roused the treeman from his stupor, but he only had enough time to let out a strange cry before the incomparably sharp blade of his sword swept past his neck. A ferocious head flew high into the sky, and a lingering fear and anxiety still lingered on his face.    

"Hu!"    

Tang Huan raised his sword and rushed forward, leaving behind an afterimage. He rushed out of the encirclement formed by the dozens of Devil Expert at lightning speed.    

Ten metres ahead, Fen Han looked at his right arm in shock and fury.    

At this moment, his entire arm had already swelled up, and was as thick as a thigh. It completely ripped off his sleeve, and dark black scales covered his entire arm, including the one in his palm.    

He had originally planned to grab Mu Yan within his hands and threaten him.    

But who would have thought that the seven-colored little mouse by Mu Yan's side would have a drastic change in appearance? And just as he was staring blankly, Tang Huan's Dragon Phoenix Spear, which was enveloped in a violent and shocking heat, had already arrived like a shooting star. By the time he had reacted to it, he already had no time to dodge at all.    

However, he didn't care.    

If Tang Huan had personally arrived, he would probably have hesitated a bit. Just by throwing his weapon over, he wanted to threaten a Demon Marshal who was at the peak of the Eighth Rank?    

What kind of joke was this?    

Therefore, Fen Han directly struck out with his backhand palm, and the final result was like now, his arm going numb, the scales on his palm exploding, and his flesh becoming a mess of flesh and blood. The long spear pierced diagonally at the edge of the cliff several meters away, and a huge pit appeared around him, as sand and dust rolled up into the sky.    

It was also because after Tang Huan took out the Dragon Phoenix Spear, the Spiritual Fire flame surrounding the spear head also extinguished.    

"Fen Han, die!"    

A loud shout woke Fen Han up from his stupor. Raising his head to look, it was actually Tang Huan who flew over as if he was flying.    

Seemingly the instant the sound of his voice fell, the blood flower sword in Tang Huan's hand already started to swiftly dance about like a Butterfly Flying Through Flowers. Streams of unusually hot red light shot out from the blade, followed by the sword force and interweaved horizontally in front of him as it howled forward, and like a snowball, it rolled bigger and bigger. Wherever it passed by, the space rapidly fluctuated, and a sharp and berserk aura pervaded outwards in all directions, shocking everyone.    

"Tang Huan!"    

Fen Han's anger churned in his chest. Gritting his teeth, he let out a low growl before fiercely shooting forward, his left arm also rapidly expanded, exploding on his sleeve. Dark black scales quickly covered his fair and slender fingers, and then spread all the way up, wrapping tightly around his entire arm.    

"Hu!" In the next moment, Fen Han's left fist struck out, and a terrifying energy wave, with the fist as the center, spread out in all directions. In less than a blink of an eye, the energy wave had already made contact with the ball of red light that was rolling towards them.    

Boom!    

After that, an earth-shattering explosion echoed in the area. As the fist continued to move forward, the blade light continued to shatter.    

After an instant, under the impact of the terrifying flesh body, the center of the blade light immediately caved in, revealing a sword image.