"Little brother Tang Huan!"
"Tang Huan!"
After a brief moment of shock, exclamations of surprise suddenly rang out in the space.
Wu Zhu, Yan Wuji and others were all surprised and surprised, while Mo Qi and more than 20 people's expressions changed drastically, especially Mo Qi's expression, which was even more ugly.
He originally thought that Tang Huan and Feng Ming had not returned for a long time because they had been poisoned by Fentian, so they dared to covet the "Sacred Essence of the Spiritual Dragon" in the little golden horn.
Otherwise, even if he was lent ten thousand courages, he would not dare to act rashly.
After all, Tang Huan is a genuine ninth-level peak martial saint. Although he himself was once a ninth-level peak martial saint, his current strength is equivalent to that of a fourth-level martial artist. There is a huge gap in strength. Tang Huan only needs to move his fingers. , you can stab him to death.
But who would have thought that Tang Huan and his wife would actually come back alive.
Mo Qi's hands were trembling, and he was filled with fear and resentment in his heart. This blue dragon was Tang Huan's spiritual pet. If he attacked it, how could Tang Huan spare him? Tang Huan came back at the wrong time. Even if he came back an hour or two later, she would not be afraid of him!
The other twenty people beside Mo Qi were also worried.
Although they didn't attack Lan Long personally, their actions just now made them and Mo Qi become grasshoppers on a rope. If they had known that Tang Huan was still alive and would come back now, they would never have made such a choice. Now, how should we withstand Tang Huan's thunderous wrath
For a moment, everyone regretted it endlessly.
"Eh... ah..." The little boy screamed with excitement in his eyes, his mouth wide open, his bright red tongue hanging out long, and he was already out of breath.
"Huh? Little one!"
Tang Huan's expression changed drastically when he caught a glimpse of the little one. Although he didn't know what had just happened here, he could feel that Mo Qi definitely had ill intentions towards the little one. In an instant, the murderous intent in Tang Huan's eyes became solid, as if it could pierce through Mo Qi's body.
"Tang Huan, don't come over, don't come over, otherwise, I...I'll kill it-" Mo Qi was startled, woke up, and roared. His face was distorted by extreme panic and fear, and his steps were moving backwards. , seeming to want to avoid the crowd. At this time, his two claws had involuntarily increased their strength, and the little one's eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets when he pinched her.
"Let it go!"
Tang Huan's eyes were cold and he shouted word by word.
Almost as soon as the words fell, an unusually terrifying aura swept across like a storm. The next moment, this cyan space seemed to have stagnated, and there was deathly silence all around.
"Crack!"
A soft sound suddenly broke the silence in this space, but Mo Qi uncontrollably let go of his hands, and the little boy fell to the ground, covering his neck with his two little paws, panting heavily. Mo Qi woke up and hurriedly bent down to reach out his arms, trying to catch the little one again.
However, before he could touch the little one, Mo Qi's body was already floating off the ground, but it was Tang Huan who suddenly appeared in front of him, clasping his neck with his right hand and directly lifting him up.
"Uh, uh..."
Mo Qi moved his hands and feet randomly, his face was swollen into a purple color, and his bulging eyeballs were full of despair and begging, "Spare... spare my life..." He just struggled to squeeze out these few words from his throat, and there was a "click" sound. There was already a sound, but it was Tang Huan who pinched his neck.
Mo Qi tilted his head, his eyes gradually became hollow, and there was no longer any breath of life.
In Tang Huan's thoughts, a ball of warm and restrained flames rose from his palm, and then covered Mo Qi's short and thin body. In just a few seconds, this former ninth-level peak powerhouse, It was completely gone, as if it had never existed.
"Eyah! Eeyah..."
The little boy finally regained his breath, flapped his little wings unsteadily and floated in front of Tang Huan. He pointed at the twenty or so people opposite and complained angrily to Tang Huan.
Tang Huan patted the little one on the head and glanced at him with a cold look in his eyes.
Everyone on the opposite side was silent, not daring to say a word, with panic in their expressions. They all saw Mo Qi's disappearance just now. They had already expected Mo Qi's outcome, but they still didn't expect that Tang Huan would be so decisive and quick to kill Mo Qi without even asking. From this, it can be seen that Lan How important was Long Xiaobidian in Tang Huan's heart.
"Senior Wu Zhu, what happened here just now?" Just when everyone was feeling uneasy, Tang Huan withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Wu Zhu.
"Little brother, Mo Qi thought that you and Miss Fengming had been poisoned by Burning Sky, so he captured Blue Dragon and encouraged these people to share the 'Spiritual Dragon Holy Essence'. He planned to regain his strength and forcibly break the space craft to avoid starving to death. Here." Wu Zhu came back to his senses and sighed.
The death of Mo Qi made Wu Zhu sigh with emotion. He had been bullied by the demons in the Forbidden God Cave for decades, especially in recent years, but he finally managed to survive. Seeing that he had broken out of the "dark abyss", he soon But when he saw the light of day again, he lost his life because of a wrong thought.
Although Mo Qi died at the hands of Tang Huan, Tang Huan was not to blame. No matter who it was, he would not spare Mo Qi if such a thing happened.
"I see."
Tang Huan nodded and sneered, "After the battle with Tang Huan, Fentian had already retreated. I was also exhausted. I practiced outside for two days before I finally recovered, so I came back a little late, but I didn't Thinking of it, it almost cost the little one his life."
If it was just the consumption of zhenqi and telekinesis, it would naturally be replenished quickly. However, it took Tang Huan two days to alleviate the sequelae of the over-operation of the "Nine Sun Divine Furnace". He also didn't expect that Mo Qi and others couldn't even wait for such a short time.
"Feng Tian was defeated?"
Yan Wuji couldn't help but exclaimed, and there were gasps all around. It is self-evident what the outcome will be if Tang Huan and Feng Ming can come back. However, it was just speculation before. Now that everyone heard Tang Huan tell the outcome with their own ears, everyone was shocked.
At this moment, the more than 20 people even felt ashamed in their intestines.
"I didn't win, and Fentian didn't lose either." Tang Huan smiled calmly.
"A tie?"
Yan Wuji was still amazed and clapped his hands and praised, "Little brother, you are only in your twenties. It is already amazing that you can fight to a tie with Demon Lord Fen Tian."
"I have lived for more than a hundred years, and this is the first time I have seen a peerless genius like you, little brother."
"It's a tie now. In a few years, Fentian will no longer be your opponent, little brother."
“…”
There were many compliments, but Tang Huan stopped explaining. Fentian's reason for retreating could not be explained at all. After a long while, the space became quiet again.
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