Weapon Master

In a split-second, Fen Han's fist had already smashed onto the sword image, and the instant it released a sound like it was piercing through gold and cracked stone, an even more terrifying wave of Stong Qi rippled outwards, and the surrounding red blade light instantly shattered, causing the space to distort even more.    

"Aooo!" Fen Han screamed in pain, his body retreating a few steps. Looking at his fist, more scales had split open, and fresh blood flowed out.    

"Chi!"    

The blood flower sword in Tang Huan's hand paused for a moment, then thrusted out again. The angle was extremely tricky, but the sword intent that suffused out was dense and majestic, like a ruler looking down upon the world, making people feel intimidated.    

The art of wickedness came from the outside, as well as the will of the Heavens within.    

This was the essence of "Absolute Monarch Sanctuary's Sword Spell".    

The sword thrusted out, and in an instant, it had already strangely appeared in front of Fen Han. Under Tang Huan's control, the entire sword's location, turned into the shape of a 'Nirvana Holy Fire'. The flame was like a springing fairy, moving with the sword's momentum and emitting a terrifying heat.    

"Clang!"    

The blood flower sword's movement was too fast, and Fen Han who was still in shock and anger could not dodge in time, and could only cross his arms to block. Amidst the sound of the collision, Fen Han snorted in pain and immediately retreated backwards. The scales on his forearm cracked again, and from the cracks, traces of blood could be seen.    

"Hmm?"    

Tang Huan exclaimed in surprise.    

The "Nirvana Holy Fire" was actually unable to immediately burn the scales on Fen Han's arm. Young Master Devil Clan, there was indeed something extraordinary about him.    

Tang Huan's movements did not pause at all. Almost at the same moment Fen Han retreated, he thrusted his sword forward again with a 'shua' sound. The trajectory of the sword tip moving through the air was also extremely strange and tricky.    

"Clang!"    

Fen Han raised his arms to block once again, but following that, Tang Huan's third sword strike arrived, followed by the fourth sword strike, fifth sword strike, and sixth sword strike.    

One strike after another flowed like flowing water, without end.    

Clang! Dong!    

In just a short span of one or two breaths, Tang Huan had already thrusted out nine times at an angle that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and the angle of each sword strike was different.    

When Fen Han blocked it, he could not help but shift horizontally along with the sword force.    

Even after blocking Tang Huan's ninth strike, he was still standing opposite of him. However, behind him was no longer the lying Shan Shan or the baring of claws, the "Rainbow Spirit Mouse". Instead, he had awakened from his extreme state of shock and was rushing over to where dozens of Devil Expert were.    

On the other hand, Tang Huan was already in front of him and Mu Yan.    

This also meant that his plan of seizing the unconscious Mu Yan to threaten and threaten him was completely in vain. Not only was his plan a failure, his right palm and his entire left arm were already dripping with blood.    

To the Demonized Human, this kind of scale armor was the best defensive tool, and an arm covered by scale armor was equivalent to a very powerful weapon.    

Fen Han had fought with the human Martial Lord s who were at the peak of the Eighth Rank many times, but there had never been someone like Tang Huan who had injured his arm to such an extent. Currently, on his left arm, there were only a few pieces of the still undamaged scales, the rest had all been broken by Tang Huan's sharp sword.    

Not only that, the flames that constantly lingered within Tang Huan's sword were extremely repulsive as he did not dare let the flames even touch the cracked scales on his arm. He was very clear, once touched, the Spiritual Fire's heat would immediately seep into his body, and it could even burn, making it completely impossible for people to resist. The Eighth Rank Bear Man who had already been burnt to ashes was an example of this.    

"Chi!"    

Subtle sounds tore through the air.    

The blood flower sword in Tang Huan's hand shot out once again, the sword tip moving like a spirit serpent, outlining a series of dazzling sword aura, causing people to be dazzled. Just as the sword aura flashed, the wolf howl came out again, and the blood flower sword actually seemed to have transformed into a red giant wolf.    

"Young Lord, be careful!"    

Behind Fen Han, a Eighth Rank werewolf that was rushing at the very front cried out in shock.    

Seeing Tang Huan using such a strange method again, the expressions of all the Devil Expert s changed.    

Initially, they thought that Ying Lie's head was bitten off by a wolf, but later on, they realized that the neck area was the same as the killed treeman, it was extremely smooth, obviously it was cut off by the sword, but they did not know what effect the giant wolf that suddenly appeared from the sword had.    

Although no one could figure it out, no one would think that the red giant wolf was just for show.    

"This is a beast spirit?"    

However, Fen Han's mind was greatly shaken, his right arm was like a rod, sweeping out horizontally. But after a moment, his expression changed greatly. When his unsatisfied scale arm landed on the giant wolf's head, it actually hit a lump of air, and he did not feel any kind of obstruction or impact.    

"Hu!" Fen Han waved his arm, and the fiery red giant wolf's head only trembled slightly like a water pattern. It then continued to roar and move forward, biting towards his head.    

Ah!    

Fen Han cried out in shock, and the scale immediately extended from his neck up his neck.    

Just as the entire head was covered with the scales, the fiery red giant wolf's mouth opened wide and bit down on Fen Han's head. But just at that moment, thousands of black glow s suddenly exploded out from Fen Han's head and pierced through his head like sharp thorns.    

"Awoo!"    

The fiery red giant wolf let out a painful howl and instantly transformed into a ball of red light as it retreated like the tide.    

Fen Han was ecstatic, he immediately saw a ray of sword light sweeping towards his neck, without thinking he shrunk his neck and jumped out a few metres to the side, the moment he landed, his arms pushed against the ground, his body moving a few metres before rolling back in a sorry state.    

"Hmm?"    

Tang Huan frowned in surprise.    

He had originally thought that even if he could not kill Fen Han with this strike, he would at least be able to heavily injure him. It was as if there was an incomparably tyrannical and bizarre force within Fen Han's soul that had suddenly erupted, severely injuring the spirit of the Blood Eye Fire Wolf contained within the sword. Only then, was Fen Han able to escape calamity.    

"Kill!" Kill him! "    

Ten-odd meters away, Fen Han glared fiercely at Tang Huan and roared fiercely, but there was still a lingering fear in his heart.    

The fight between him and Tang Huan had only been a few breaths of time, but in that instant, he actually smelt the scent of death. If not for the protective barrier his foster father laid on his soul suddenly activating, repelling the beast spirit, he would have been turned into a corpse.    

Under his shouts, many Devil Expert advanced, their eyes all filled with seriousness and fear.    

Not only was Fen Han's identity a Young Lord, his strength was second to none among all the Devil Clan in the Luo Fu World, but he was actually forced into such a miserable state by Tang Huan. The numerous Devil Expert did not dare to be careless. Even though they had the advantage of numbers, they were still abnormally cautious.