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Chapter 545 Two Martial Saints?

"Um?"

The Dragon King of the Eight Desolations was startled for a moment, and his steps subconsciously paused. But in the next moment, he couldn't help his pupils shrinking suddenly. According to the void less than half a meter in front of his abdomen, a group of blazing flames suddenly burst out.

Inside, a sharp spear head was looming.

The terrifying heat that burst out from the flames caused the Bahuang Dragon King's expression to change drastically, and the gun tip appeared so suddenly that he had no time to dodge.

"hold head high!"

With a roar from his mouth, the muscles in the chest and abdomen of the Bahuang Dragon King expanded rapidly like an inflated rubber ball, and the scales expanded rapidly.

An instant later, the flame-wrapped spear tip landed on the belly of the Eight Desolate Dragon King like lightning.

"bite!"

Amidst the piercing sound like the clash of gold and iron, powerful and frightening energy spurted out like a volcanic eruption. The Dragon King of the Eight Desolations seemed to have been hit by a huge boulder, and his majestic body was suddenly shot backwards for more than ten meters.

He fell to the ground, but his steps continued to retreat.

"Tum! Tum! Tum..."

Every time the giant claws stepped down, terrible power surged out, rolling up waves of earth. When the Eight Desolate Dragon King stabilized his body, six more deep pits appeared in front of him, and his abdomen was

That part of the scales was burnt black by the terrifying heat.

"laugh!"

The sharp and subtle sound of breaking through the air burst out again.

When the Dragon King of the Eight Desolations retreated, the gun head only paused slightly before continuing to move forward. In just a moment, the long green gun shaft quickly separated from the void, and then, Tang Huan's slender figure also flashed out.

Then he chased away without any pause.

When the Eight Desolate Dragon King stabilized his steps, the dragon and phoenix spear in Tang Huan's hand appeared in front of him like a shadow.

"Ninth level peak martial saint? What a good idea!"

The green eyes of the Bahuang Dragon King shone with surprise. Tang Huan's method of traveling twenty to thirty meters in an instant and stabbing out a spear was really shocking. Fortunately, his body was extremely powerful. If it had been replaced by

An ordinary ninth-level demon king would die with that one shot.

However, surprise was a surprise, and the response of the Dragon King of the Eight Desolations was extremely fast. The moment he roared, the thick trident in his hand had already been smashed down by Tang Huan's dragon and phoenix spear. Not only was the speed astonishing, but the power was even greater.

It was extremely terrifying, and wherever it passed, the energy roared wildly.

"when!"

Amidst the earth-shattering clashing sound, the two weapons were already violently shaken together. The energy surged out like a violent wave, rolling up dust all over the sky. But in the next moment, the dragon and phoenix spear and the trident were separated.

came, and then blasted past with overwhelming momentum.

"Dang! Dang! Dang..."

The dragon and phoenix spears and the trident collided violently again and again, and the sound of collisions like cracking gold and cracking stones came one after another. Tang Huan and the Dragon King of the Eight Desolations were already fighting together like crazy.

Tang Huan fired one shot after another. Although he did not use any combat skills, the speed of each shot was faster than lightning. The gun contained extremely powerful power and extremely terrifying heat.

Although the Dragon King of the Eight Desolations does not have as much vitality as Tang Huan, he has fully utilized the power of his physical body. Not only is the speed of the trident in his hand not inferior to that of Tang Huan, but its strength is also unparalleled. Every swing of the trident

When it comes out, it is earth-shattering, and seems to be able to tear the void into two halves.

The two people moved faster and faster, and before long, it was difficult to see their faces clearly, and they could only see two figures constantly moving and jumping.

A radius of twenty to thirty meters has completely become a battlefield for two people.

In this area, afterimages kept flashing and disappearing, and the majestic energy raged rapidly. Even the void seemed to have fluctuations that could be seen with the naked eye. Not to mention the seventh-level demons, even those eighth-level demons

Even though he was handsome, it was difficult to get close to the battle circle between Tang Huan and the Bahuang Dragon King.

Some eighth-level demon commanders from the demon clan who originally wanted to take the opportunity to trip up Tang Huan had no choice but to give up such thoughts and turn their targets to those human warriors.

Dozens of seventh-level and eighth-level martial arts masters were completely ignored by many demon masters.

At the beginning of the fierce battle between Tang Huan and the Dragon King of the Eight Desolations, the demons swarmed up and surrounded them in circles. Not to mention that there was a ninth-level demon king high in the sky at this moment. I really wanted to deal with it.

They, two eighth-level demon commanders, can easily and quickly resolve the battle.

But then, what fun would there be?

The demons almost unanimously planned to tease them and then kill them slowly. However, the scene that happened next completely shocked them. The two seventh-level demons who were the first to attack were actually killed.

One person broke the neck with one hand.

Not only were the many demon masters inexplicably horrified, but the group of human warriors who thought they would surely die were also shocked.

The person who took action was none other than the woman in red robe with a black veil.

Dozens of warriors thought that the red-robed woman named Feng Ming would not be too strong, but at this moment, they realized that they were completely wrong. Just by looking at her method of easily killing two seventh-level demons, they knew she was

At the very least, they all have the strength of an eighth-level peak martial arts sect.

Although ordinary eighth-level martial arts masters can quickly kill seventh-level demons, they can never do it as easily as him.

It's a pity that the difference in numbers between the two sides is too big. Under the siege of so many demon masters, even the eighth-level peak martial arts sect has only one way to die in the end. Looking at that slim and graceful figure, everyone has a trace of regret in their expressions.

Meaning.

"when!"

A loud noise in the distance woke everyone up.

"I'll do it!"

The tragic situation of the two companions made many demon masters feel angry. The next moment, an eighth-level lion man with a lion's head and body roared and roared towards Feng Ming like lightning. His expression was extremely ferocious.

, the sharp claws seemed to want to tear it into pieces.

But after a moment, the roar of the eighth-level lion man stopped abruptly. Beautiful and delicate white palms passed between his claws and pinched his neck. Only a "click" was heard.

The ugly head of the eighth-level lion man had already drooped.

Many human warriors and demon masters were stunned again.

The lion man just now was not a seventh-level demon, but a powerful eighth-level demon commander, but his neck was still broken by someone so casually?

Could it be that she is not an eighth-level peak martial artist, but... a ninth-level martial saint?

After a brief moment of shock, dozens of human warriors looked at each other in disbelief. They could hardly believe their eyes. Feng Ming was actually the same martial saint as Tang Huan. After an instant, uncontrollable ecstasy surged from the hearts of everyone, and their eyes filled with excitement.

There is also a flicker of hope.

Those demon masters were extremely shocked. The Dragon King of the Eight Desolations once told them that there was only one ninth-level martial saint in the human team that ambushed this time. As for the others, most of them were sixth-level martial artists. Although they did not know the eight-level warriors, they were shocked.

Where did the Wild Dragon King get the information? He was convinced of it, but the current situation was completely different from that information. There was actually a powerful ninth-level martial saint lurking in this team!

Fortunately, two ninth-level demon kings came to our side this time.
Chapter completed!
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