Zhuo Feng was horrified and his face was bloodless. He looked up in horror, only to feel that his sight was completely filled with that huge fist.
There is nothing flashy about the movement of the immortal body clone's fist, it just hits from top to bottom, but the terrifying energy is like a huge wave above the nine heavens, pouring down crazily, seemingly capable of crushing any obstacle between heaven and earth. Crushed into pieces, its power is vast, its momentum is majestic, and it is irresistible.
Such a simple punch made Zhuo Feng extremely frightened and frightened, and also made dozens of kings around him tremble.
"Tang Huan, I will fight with you!"
After the fear passed, Zhuo Feng gritted his teeth, and a look of madness appeared on his face.
Now, he was unable to avoid it. After letting out a hysterical roar, the long sword in his hand bloomed with green light, and he continued to swing it at a speed that was difficult to catch with his mind.
"Chichi—"
A sharp sound broke through the air, and a sharp sword light circled upward.
In just the blink of an eye, these countless green sword lights condensed into a huge green whirlpool, as if trying to swallow up the entire fist that sank from the sky. Almost at the same time, a powerful and violent wave came out. The breath is diffused from the depths of the whirlpool.
The aura was so powerful that even if a giant mountain fell into it, it would instantly turn into powder.
"Hoo! Hoo-"
The extremely powerful roar shook the sky again. Yun Sui, Liu Haoge and others quickly came to the rescue. More than a dozen terrifying attacks roared towards the golden giant again. At this moment, all the lower heavenly kings used their Tianyuan. Move to the extreme and never hold back at all.
At this time, they had to take action with all their strength.
Because the situation this time was a little different, Jiang Bo was repelled and was only injured, but if Zhuo Feng was bombarded by that punch, he would probably be knocked out of his mind. Tang Huan's clone, under the siege of many lower heavenly kings, has severely damaged Jiang Bo. If Zhuo Feng is killed again...
This blow to everyone's confidence is almost devastating.
"gurgling-"
Within the body of the Immortal Body Clone, the Immortal Qin trembled, its sound was like water, and another layer of colorful shield appeared on the body surface, but his movements still did not pause at all. In the blink of an eye, the huge fist fell on That was in the cyan vortex that was swirling rapidly and had a radius of nearly a hundred meters.
"boom!"
A huge explosion suddenly erupted, the fist force surged, and the blue vortex that seemed to be able to shatter everything collapsed. The huge fist instantly passed through the raging energy and was imprinted on the rapidly waving cyan sword and Zhuo Feng's body below.
It was as if a huge boulder falling from high altitude hit a fly flying in the air, so the boulder pressed down on the fly and continued to sink without any lag.
Zhuo Feng is like that fly.
Under the pressure of the fist, he couldn't even scream. His body fell rapidly involuntarily, and despair emerged uncontrollably in his eyes. At this moment, he clearly felt that his high-grade Taoist weapon was blooming and his powerful body was cracking.
Zhuo Feng seemed to have smelled the smell of death.
"boom!"
But at this moment, dozens of fierce attacks engulfed the golden giant again.
The five-colored protective shield instantly shattered, the immortal body clone's body shook violently, and the huge fist finally paused slightly, and the force of the fist seemed to be dispersed. Even so, Zhuo Feng's body and weapons were no longer able to hold up, and exploded into pieces, turning into a ball of blood mist and dots of green light.
"Whoosh!"
However, in the next moment, there was an extremely subtle sound of breaking through the air, and a small cyan figure roared out of the blood mist and fled into the distance like lightning.
This is Zhuo Feng’s Dao Infant!
In an instant, the little figure turned into a stream of cyan light and escaped thousands of meters away.
When Yun Sui, Liu Haoge and others saw this, they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although Zhuo Feng could not be completely rescued by this attack, his reflection still escaped from the body. However, just as they let go of their hanging hearts, their expressions changed drastically and their heartstrings tightened tightly again.
Hundreds of meters in front of Zhuofeng Daoying, a black shadow flashed out like a ghost.
"My curiosity hasn't been satisfied yet. Isn't it too interesting that you just ran away like this?" A mocking chuckle sounded, and then the terrifying sword intent that everyone was very familiar with appeared again, and a brilliant white light emerged from the black Lightning shot out from Ying's hand, slashing towards the green Dao Infant.
"Tang Huan, please..."
As soon as the high-pitched begging for mercy sounded, it stopped abruptly. Wherever the white light passed, the green shadow immediately dissipated, and the black shadow that was just revealed was instantly and clearly printed in the eyes of many monks. It was Tang Huan who had just disappeared under the attack of two lower heavenly kings.
The Dao Infant of the Lower Heavenly King is indeed not weak, but without the support of the physical body, it is impossible to withstand the attack of a Lower Heavenly King.
Therefore, when the Pure Yang Divine Sword in Tang Huan's hand struck out, Zhuo Feng Daoying's fate was already sealed, and Yun Sui, Liu Haoge and others who were far away from each other had no time to help.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, just a moment after the battle started, a lower king had completely fallen!
This not only shocked Yun Sui, Liu Haoge and a dozen other heavenly kings, but also tens of thousands of monks around them.
From the time Tang Huan revealed his clone, it only took a few breaths until now.
But Tang Huan was one against fourteen, but he had already severely injured one person and killed another person with thunderous force, but his body and clone were still intact.
They are all low-ranking kings, but Tang Huan's strength is so terrifying
Looking at the black shadow standing in the void and the golden giant who had stabilized his body, everyone felt a deep sense of panic in their hearts for no reason.
There are only twelve lower kings left around the golden giant, and there is deep fear in their eyes at this moment.
They had just tried their best, but they still couldn't find Tang Huan's clone.
But each of them believed that Tang Huan's clone could not maintain such a strong state forever. As long as they continue to launch a fierce offensive as before, the golden giant will always collapse, but they also know that this goal cannot be achieved in a short time.
Moreover, Tang Huan's elusive body could not give them enough time, nor could they allow them to bombard his clones continuously.
Fight or retreat
At this moment, Yun Sui, Liu Haoge and others were already on the verge of death. If they continued to fight, the remaining lower kings would definitely suffer casualties, and they might not be able to kill Tang Huan and his clones. But if they retreat, it would mean According to their plans, they have completely failed. (To be continued)