Chapter 602: Thunder's Wrath

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Chapter 602 Thunder's Fury
"Little brother Tang Huan!"
"Tang Huan!"
After a brief horror, an exclaiming sound broke out in the space.
Several people, such as Wuzhu and Yan Wou-ki, were pleasantly surprised, while more than 20 people, such as Mo Qi, changed their looks, especially Mo Qi, whose faces were even more ugly.
He originally thought that Tang Huan and Feng Ming did not return for a long time. They were already poisoned by the burning of the sky, so he dared to think of the "spirit of the dragon" in the golden horn.
Otherwise, even if he lent him 10,000 guts, he would not dare to act rashly.
After all, Tang Huan is a real ninth-level peak martial saint. Although he is also a ninth-level peak martial saint himself, his current strength is equivalent to a fourth-level martial arts warrior. The gap in strength is huge. Tang Huan only needs to move his finger , You can stab him to death.
But who would have thought that Tang Huan and the two came back alive.
Mo Qi's hands are trembling, and his heart is frightened and resentful. This blue dragon is the spiritual pet of Tang Huan. How can Tang Huan lightly treat himself? It's not time for Tang Huan to return. Even if he comes back one or two hours later, he can't be afraid of him!
More than 20 other people beside Mo Qi were also in their hearts.
Although they did not take action with the Blue Dragon in person, the move just made them and Mo Qi into a grasshopper on a rope. If it had been known that Tang Huan was still alive and would return now, they would never make such a decision. Now, how to bear the thunder of Tang Huan?
For a while, everyone regretted it.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, because there was an excitement in his mouth, his mouth was wide and his little red tongue was grinning long, and he was out of breath.
"Huh? Don't make it small!"
At a glance at the appearance of Xiao Budian, Tang Huan's complexion changed greatly. Although he did not know what had just happened here, he could feel that Mo Qi was definitely not good at Xiao Budian. For a while, Tang Huan's intention of killing in two eyes was condensed, and it seemed that he could pierce Mo Qi's body.
"Tang Huan, don't come over, don't come over, otherwise, I ... I killed it--" Mo Qi woke up, screamed in his mouth, and his extreme consternation and fear had distorted his face, his steps Repeatedly regressed, seems to want to avoid the crowd. At this time, his two claws had involuntarily increased their strength, and the little eyes that had been narrowed by him seemed to be staring out of his eyes.
"Let it go!"
Tang Huan's eyes were cold and he drank loudly word by word.
Almost the moment the voice fell, an unusually terrifying momentum swept away like a storm. The next moment, this cyan space seemed to have stagnated, and there was nothing but silence.
"Slam!"
A quiet bang broke the silence of this space, but it was Mo Qi who let go of his hands uncontrollably, and dropped to the ground with two small paws covering his neck, breathing heavily. Mo Qi woke up and bent down his arms in haste, trying to catch Xiao Budian again.
However, before touching Xiao Budian, Mo Qi's body floated off the ground, but Tang Huan suddenly appeared in front of him, clasped his neck with his right hand, and lifted him directly.
"Uh, uh ..."
Mo Qi stroked his hands and feet randomly, his face swelled into a purple sauce, and his eyes were full of despair and prayers, "Rao ... Rao ..." Just squeezed out such a few characters in his throat, "click" The sound had begun, but Tang Huan pinched his neck.
Mo Qi's head crooked, his eyes became hollow, and there was no breath of life.
Between Tang Huan's thoughts, a hot and restrained flame has risen from the palm of his hand, and then covered Mo Qi's short and thin body, just in the effort of his fingers, this former nine-level peak strongman, It's gone, as if it never existed.
"Oh! Oh ..."
Xiao Budian finally calmed down and patted his wings swaying in front of Tang Huan, while pointing at more than 20 people in the opposite direction, he complained angrily to Tang Huan.
Tang Huan patted his head, and glanced away, his eyes were cold.
Everyone on the other side looked like a chill, and didn't dare to say a word. There was a sense of panic between the looks. They all saw Mo Qi's disappearing process just now. For the ending of Mo Qi, they had expected it, but they still did not expect that Tang Huan's shot was so neat and clear. He even killed Mo Qi without asking, so it can be seen that Lan Long Xiaobu points to the weight of Tang Huan's heart.
"Predecessor Wuzhu, what happened just now?" Just when everyone was upset, Tang Huan looked back and looked at Wuzhu.
"Little brother, Mo Qi thinks that you and Fengming girl have been burned by the poison of the sky, so you catch the blue dragon and encourage these people to share the 'spirit of the dragon dragon' together. When you are ready to restore your strength, you will forcefully break the spacecraft to avoid starvation. Here. "Wu Chan came back to her, sighing.
The death of Mo Qi made Wuzhu sigh. In the forbidden cave for decades, especially in recent years, he was bullied by the demons and finally supported it. Seeing that he had rushed out of the "dark abyss", soon You can see the sun again, but you lost your life because of a difference in thought.
Although Mo Qi died in the hands of Tang Huan, it is no wonder that Tang Huan, no matter who he changed, he would never spare Mo Qi.
"So it is."
Tang Huan nodded and sneered, "After I fought with Tang Huan, Burning Sky had already retreated, and I also consumed a lot. After practicing for two days outside, I finally recovered, so I came back a little later, but did not I thought, but almost killed a little bit of life. "
If it was just the consumption of energy and mental energy, it would naturally be replenished soon, but the sequelae of the over-run of the "Jiuyang Shenluo", it took Tang Huan two days to ease the past. He also did not expect that Mo Qi and others could not wait for this time.
"Burning the sky?"
Yan Wuji couldn't help but exclaim, and there was a sound of chills around him. It is self-evident that Tang Huan and Feng Ming were able to return, but it was just a guess before, but now that they heard the results of Tang Huan in person, everyone was shocked.
At this moment, more than twenty people were even regretful.
"I did not win, nor did I burn the sky." Tang Huan smiled indifferently.
"A tie?"
Yan Wuji was still amazed, clapping his hands and praising, "Little brother, you are only in your twenties, and you can draw a tie with the Lord of the Burning Heaven, which is great."
"I've lived for over a hundred years, and it's the first time I've seen a peerless genius like your little brother."
"It is a tie now, and in a few years, Burning Sky will not be your little brother your opponent."
"..."
Voices of appreciation were repeated, and Tang Huan no longer explained, and the reason for the burning of Tiantian could not be explained at all. After a long while, the space became quiet again.