Chapter 873: One hundred and seventy seven

Chapter 873 Chapter 177: Terrible mental illness
Wang Chan didn’t answer, he just lowered his head with a wicked smile, as if dozing off, and Tang Luo, who could see the flow of spiritual power, naturally didn’t care. After all, to let the Four Little Sage King level Tianjiao admit defeat, he had to give the other party some thoughts. Time of construction.
Unexpectedly, when Wang Chan raised his head again, he seemed to have changed himself.
There is a sense of aura between warriors and warriors. Simply put, when you have practiced physical skills to a certain level, some people can know if the opponent is strong in physical skills, or if it is a mere sight.
Although Tang Luo is a master of physique with sword walking and slanting forward, he benefits from a pair of eyes that can see the spiritual power of the martial artist and the profound martial arts cultivation skills, so as long as he looks at it the same way, most martial artists can analyze it. ten.
Before lowering his head, Wang Chan was a top-notch onmyoji. This is certainly true, but when he raised his head again, Wang Chan was still Wang Chan, but his expression changed, his eyes changed, and even his temperament and cultivation techniques seemed to have changed.
What kind of formation is this, everyone who knows how to hide? It is clearly a top-level physical training that has been rushed into the battle and returned after a hundred battles. Feeling the peace of life and death in the opponent's eyes, Tang Luo asked in surprise: "You are not Wang Chan, you are Who!?"
Tang Luo didn't know how he could ask such a stupid thing, but Wang Chan before him lowered his head and raised his head, as if he had changed a person. No, he had changed a soul. He really couldn't regard the calm and stern soldier in front of him. The elegant and calm son just now.
What's even more frightening is that facing Tang Luo's stupid question, he actually replied to the Wang family saint son who was sitting there, "My name, Wang Han!"
The horror is like a ghost, and a person sitting in front of your door changes his soul while looking up.
Tang Luo can now be sure that this person must not be Wang Chan. Although the voices of the two are exactly the same, things like temperament and tone cannot be faked.
When Wang Chan spoke, there was a hint of arrogance and contempt in his tone, as if all sentient beings in the world were ants, and the three thousand floating worlds were nothing but games. That kind of invincible confidence was very impressive.
But when Wang Chan opened his mouth, it was like a general who had gone through countless lives and deaths, the ice of the Tianshan Mountains forever, and the indestructible meteorite iron under the ground, like the stars that lasted forever, with a kind of indescribable strength and dominance.
"This is really hell, I ran into a schizophrenic!"
Tang Luo felt a headache while holding his forehead. He felt that Tiannan Wang was ill at all, and he actually made a schizophrenic person a holy son.
In fact, he felt strange when he met Wang Chan last night, because the voice of this monster was exactly the same as that of the corpse monster Wang Ying that appeared on the first night. At first, he thought it was just a coincidence. Now don't think about it. The monster is also a different personality.
When Tang Luo was silent, Wang Han looked up and down at him with a steel knife-like stare, and said in a deep voice, "You are the strong, you can fight with me."
The fighting spirit erupted from Wang Han's eyes, like seeing a long-awaited prey, rushing with the desire to fight, as if smelling the battlefield of a golden horse.
Tang Luo shrugged and said helplessly: "Go on, go to Alan Mountain, don't disturb the people in the city."
"I can't help it!"
The air waves expelled from the body shattered the beams, tables and chairs of Piaoxiangzhai. Wang Han's hand-printing mantra said: "Lin, soldiers, fighting, all, all, formations, rows, in, front!"
One word and one seal, the nine magic techniques of Dunjia were circulating, and the strength of Wang Han's physical strength, which was blessed by nine divine powers, became extremely astonishing, even faintly surpassing the Buddha Yankong, who was added with several secret techniques.
But this is far from over. The handprints of Wang Han who have been strengthened by Dunjia have changed again, and solemnly said: "The clear sun is the sky, and the turbidity is the earth! Please protect my body by the gods!"
Tiannan Xu's Onmyoji, in addition to imperial envoys and ghosts, also has to raise natal gods. In addition to magic and formations, onmyojis are the most important attack method. Some onmyojis are even better than onmyojis themselves. Be strong.
As the Taoist son of the Tiannan Wang family, how could Wang Chan's natal gods be unusual? It seems that Wang Han has made up his mind and is going to confront each other here.
"I'm Tang Luo, the Tang garrison has ordered to evacuate all the people around Fragrant House, the sooner the better! The cultivation base is lower than the peak of Xuanfan, don't stay in this area!"
Shengruo Hongzhong's power broke out, Tang Luo warned the garrison while swinging his fist at Wang Han who respectfully invites Shishen.
But after being blessed by Dun Jia, Wang Han was already extraordinary. Facing Tang Luo Fenglei's roaring fists, he was able to raise his knees to block without messy handprints.
The blasting hurricane generated at the confluence of fists and palms collapsed the centuries-old Piaoxiangju, and Wang Han's shikigami has also finished calling.
But unlike Tang Luo's judgment, the shikigami that Wang Han summoned was not a living thing at all, but two fierce blades.
One of the handles is more than three feet long, the blade is extremely long, and the blade is thin and thin. Eighteen inscriptions of Leiwen can be seen on the blade. The front and back are the number of three to six days. Numerous blue thunders flow through the knife. On the face, the handle of the knife is engraved with a nine-character inscription in front of all those who are in the front of the army to suppress the aggressiveness.
The other handle is a short knife, the blade is red, the blade is straight and has no camber, and the pattern of the knife is strange, and it will be indulged at the first glance, as if to be swallowed by a boundless sea of ​​blood.
The two fierce blades were held by Wang Han, one fore and the other for the right. After a sword ceremony towards Tang Luo, he said: "The long sword Ting, the short sword netherworld, are all tool spirit gods, I ask Ou Shida The craftsman uses magical iron to forge the tool embryo, and the sword is ten years old, and it is not a defeat!"
Nonsense, even an ordinary warrior holding an artifact of this level is hard to defeat, let alone two!
Looking at the two fierce blades in Wang Chan's hands, Tang Luo felt frantically in his heart. If he fights hard with his body, he is looking for death, and the giant body after activating the immortal body is not suitable for fighting against ordinary human-shaped Wang Han. Fortunately, when he was working on the martial arts plan, he had long considered how to run into opponents with these artifacts, otherwise he would really be driven to a dead end by these two artifacts.
Choosing the hammer as his major weapon was mainly because Tang Luo knew that his physical talent was not high. If he repaired his fists and feet while repairing the weapon, the progress would be very slow.
The hammer is a weapon that can solve the problems Tang Luo faces. First, the giant hammer can maximize his power. Second, the hammer is connected to the fist. Basically, the power that the fist can use can be replaced by a hammer. The head is not too difficult, so the hammer has become Tang Luo's weapon.
In the Void Stomach, he had stored several amazing weights of spirit hammers, and if they encountered ordinary opponents or ordinary spirit tools, they were all sufficient.
But who made the two guys that Wang Han pulled out was too scary, Tang Luo keenly felt that those spirit hammers would be pierced by Wang Han's double knives like cutting melons and vegetables, and the only thing he could resist was these two handles. The fierce blade is probably only the Zen stick obtained at the martial arts conference.
(End of this chapter)