Chapter 1270: Fu Magic Palm

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Chapter 1270: Demon Palm
The next moment, the gorgeous Jin Mang was in the air. It was a one-meter-long golden spike, extremely sharp. However, at the moment, the front end of the golden thorn was grasped by one hand, leaving it to be agitated and determined, but it was no longer possible to move forward.
The owner of the palm is a young man with a slender body and a handsome face, wearing a black robe, with a heartbreaking chill in his eyes, and squatting with a colorful feathered bird on his right shoulder. , Jewel-like eyes are full of meaning.
"Tang Huan!"
Xi Yan and Wei Xuange shouted conditionedly.
Although they did not see the face of the person, only the voice just now and the back view seen at the moment were enough to determine the identity of the person.
At this moment, almost everyone's face was ecstatic.
This is especially true of Xi Yan.
The moment Zhu Xuantong shot, he knew that he was dead, after all, the gap between the strengths of the two sides was too wide. If he could mobilize the sword intention of Tianjian Temple, he would have no fear of Zhu Xuantong's offensive, but now that sword intention is suppressed, no matter how he struggles, it will not help.
But unexpectedly, Tang Huan returned to the "Pure Yang Sect" at such a critical moment, and blocked Zhu Xuantong's slaying blow!
"Tang Huan?"
People like Jiang Hexian, Gong Jing, and Mo Qianjiang couldn't help exclaiming.
Among them, several people have seen Tang Huan's portrait. Even if he has not seen the portrait, he has heard countless descriptions of Tang Huan's appearance. However, everyone really saw Tang Huan for the first time, but they met Tang Huan in such a scene, but they never expected it.
Moreover, the shock in their hearts at this moment was almost indescribable.
Although they were just bystanders, they knew the power of Zhu Xuantong's blow, and even if they were at the peak of the Nine Turns, they had to use all their strength to get it. But Tang Huan not only appeared after Zhu Xuantong's shot, but also grabbed Zhu Xuantong's weapon with the palm of his hand between the electric light and fire, and directly eliminated his nearly indestructible offensive to invisible. These methods are sensational.
After the war outside Yanyang City, they had inferred Tang Huan's strength.
However, judging from Tang Huan's recent shot, just a few months later, Tang Huan's strength seems to have improved by leaps and bounds.
"You are Tang Huan?"
Zhu Xuantong's pupils shrank, and the shock in her heart could not be described in words.
In the game, he knew better than Jiang Hexian and others about the power of his blow. In order to prevent Jiang Hexian and others from blocking and rescuing, he must kill Xiyu in the shortest time. Therefore, when he shot, he almost mobilized his body. All true elements within it are to succeed in one hit. 【ㄨ】
Under such an offensive, even a strong man who turned the peak of the imaginary nine turns and had to deal with it inappropriately would have to be seriously injured.
But Tang Huan was well, but he took it easily. Moreover, when Tang Huan took the blow, he used not a weapon but a palm of his hand.
Perceived the icy killing in Tang Huan's eyes, Zhu Xuantong felt his heart tightly.
"Tang Huan is like ..."
The next moment, Zhu Xuantong was drinking loudly, but the word "He" at the back had not yet exited, and the voice stopped abruptly. The slightly sunken eyes were almost protruding from the orbit, he clearly saw His own golden sharp thorns melted quickly in the palm of Tang Huan, like snow and ice under the scorching sun.
This is the Holy Order Heaven Soldier!
Zhu Xuantong felt horrified. Even though he found that the golden sharp thorn was only half left, the surface of the sharp thorn seemed to be stuck with a layer of almost transparent flame.
Zhu Xuan, a fellow spirit, came to his senses, his eyes widened, his mouth roared, and the real elements in his body rushed into the sharp thorns along the right hand like a broken dam Hong Tao. Unfortunately, this is not very useful. The thorns were melting, and even Zhenyuan was burned by the flame.
For hundreds of years of cultivation, Zhu Xuantong has never seen such a weird situation.
The deep sense of fear involuntarily rose from the bottom of his heart, Zhu Xuantong felt only horrified, and immediately released the sharp thorns in a hurry, and then retreated backward.
"Do you think you can escape?"
The coldness of Tang Huan's face surfaced, and the instant the voice sounded, the golden sharp thorn had completely disappeared. At the same time when "Chaos Road Fire" returned to the body, his right fist had blasted out in the direction that Zhu Xuantong escaped. The shadow swelled sharply, as if squeezing out the surrounding void.
Zhu Xuan's body paused suddenly, and his face became pale as paper.
Almost the moment Tang Huan punched, he felt that the space beside him was blocked by a terrible invisible giant force, which made him retreat at a much slower speed, but the speed at which the fist came It is getting faster and faster, and the distance between the two sides shrinks rapidly.
"Fushi Magic Palm! Kill--"
He roared like a bravery, Zhu Xuan's face was distorted, his face was sloppy, and his thin body suddenly became sturdy. The right palm of a fan-like fan flipped over, as if the heavens and earth were turned over, a horrifying force condensed. Cheng Pangshuo's palm shadow pressed hard to that fist.
This is the magical power of Fu Mozong's unique "Fu magic palm"!
At the time of the show, like the of war coming from the upper world, it was shot with one palm and turned upside down, it seemed that it could wipe out all the charms of the world. The more powerful the person is, the more powerful he is, and he can be compared with the magical power of the "God Xiaojian Sect".
"boom!"
Even within a blink of an hour, the huge fist and giant palm did not change into a thunderous situation, and they collided fiercely.
For a time, the Tianquan trembled, and the sound of crackling through the golden cracks rang through the entire city of Yanyang.
In front of the Sword Hall on this day, the energy was tidal, rolling, and the horrifying breath rolled away in all directions, and the void around it showed a ripple that can be seen by the naked eye. Behind Tang Huan, Xi Xi, Wei Xuange and others were forced to retreat, but they quietly retreated into the hall.
Jiang Hexian, Gong Jing, and Mo Qianjiang and others who turned from weakness to strength turned to strength, and some could not withstand the attack of this energy. However, this time between Tang Huan and Zhu Xuantong, they awakened them from the shock.
"Tang Huan, his mercy ..."
"Brother Tang Huan, let it be!"
"Tang Huan ..."
"..."
Seeing Pang Shuo's fist shadow, Zhu Xuan and the giant palm quickly dissipated, Jiang Hexian and others were anxious, but they yelled in unison. However, before their words fell, the screams of screams had already sounded, but it was Zhu Xuantong's figure burst into a cloud of blood, and then they were completely broken up by the majestic energy, but there was no trace left, as if It's never been normal.