Chapter 327: Blood flower

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327 Blood Flower
Tang Huan was even more surprised by Weng Qing's explanation. According to her, in case Tang Huan really loses, she can find an excuse to refuse anything she asks for.
What makes Tang Huan even more difficult to understand is that the news about him has already spread. This Weng Qing should know that even the great martial artist at the top of the seventh-tier peak may not be his opponent, and she is obviously less than the seventh-tier. At the peak, he even dared to learn and gamble with him.
Under normal circumstances, she has almost no hope of winning. Wouldn't she be giving him three "blue boulder stones" for nothing?
"Girl Weng Qing, are you sure you want to discuss with me?" Tang Huan smiled and straightened.
"Of course." Weng Qing resolutely responded, "You can rest assured that even if you lose, this 'Bi You Shi', our Lingyu Chamber of Commerce will still sell it to you, and you do not need to use the holy order 'Magic Element Stone' to In exchange, you will be able to take out six million gold coins at the previous price. "
"Mr. Weng, what's your opinion?"
Tang Huan looked at Weng Qing in doubt, and then turned to look at Weng Ting.
"My niece has long wanted to have a discussion with Master Tang Huan. In this case, let her go and ask Master Tang Huan to give us advice." Weng Ting smiled first, but there seemed to be an impenetrable eyebrow. Helpless and worried, it is estimated that they are not very optimistic about the outcome of this discussion between Weng Qing and Tang Huan.
"Also."
Tang Huanzhan said with a smile, "Girl Weng Ting, I will not take advantage of your Lingyu Chamber of Commerce. If you lose, I will still pay you six million gold coins."
Speaking of this, Tang turned around and looked at Xingyan, who was sitting beside him, and said with a smile: "Xingyan girl, I'm afraid I will temporarily borrow six million gold coins with you."
"Anyway ..."
Xingyan smiled crisply, but before the last words were spoken, Weng Qing's eyebrows were already angry and sneered, "Tang Huan, do you think you have won?"
When the words fell, Weng Qing was already standing by the sword, a pair of eyes stared at Tang Huan fiercely.
"Just being prepared."
Tang Huan smiled slightly and stood up, his right palm has also held the hilt of the sword in the waist.
He came to the Lingyu Chamber of Commerce today and did not bring the dragon and phoenix gun to his body, but that was irrelevant. Before the dragon and phoenix gun was promoted to a high-level weapon, the power of this sword was far superior to it. This sword is naturally the spirit weapon forged by Tang Huan some time ago.
On the way to Tianzhucheng, Tang Huan struggled for a long time to name it.
Because it fuses the soul of the "blood pupil and fire wolf", and mainly uses high-end gems such as "flower fire stone", Tang Huan finally saves his troubles by naming it "blood flower".
"Oh!"
In the crisp sound of the sound, the blood foil sword has suddenly emerged.
Immediately, a humming trembled, and the blue light was over the long sword, the green clothes were surging, surrounded by blue and green, and the red was bursting.
Along with this red mang, there was a burst of madness, and the horrible passion. This enthusiasm is like a blazing wave, which is filled with waves. For a short time, even the void around the sword body reveals subtle ripples that can be seen by the naked eye, and even screams.
At this moment, Weng Qing's eyes narrowed, and there seemed to be a little dignity on his face.
Weng Ting also changed his face slightly. When he glanced at Weng Qing, his eyes were more worried. Although Xingyan's complexion was invisible, but inside her black and bright eyes, there was a touch of astonishment that was hard to conceal. Obviously, Tang Huan's mighty sword was so amazing.
After an instant, Weng Ting and Xingyan looked at each other, bounced off at about the same time, and retreated to a few meters away.
"Girl Weng Qing, go ahead!"
With a sword in hand, Tang Huan's face was already sinking.
Strategically despise the opponent, but tactically have to pay attention to the opponent. No matter what Tang Huan had thought about it before, once he confronted the enemy, he would no longer look down on it. Thirty-year-old mother stretched her baby and turned over the boat in the ditch, and performed in this world almost every day.
"Oh!"
The buzzing hummed in his nose, his face was slightly heavier, and his body suddenly leapt forward. At about the same time, the thundering sound burst out in this temple, and the sword around his waist was already sheathing, and a touch of bright blue mang was in the air. After crossing a dazzling arc, he hurled lightningly towards Tang Huan's chest and abdomen.
When Tang Huan saw this, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
When the blue long sword of Weng Qing waved, the strong energy permeated from the blade body, and then rolled forward along the sword, making Tang Huan feel like a raging wave roaring at himself In an instant, a huge sense of oppression had shrouded a space of ten meters including him.
"The strength really is very good!" Tang Huan thought of the electric transfer, and immediately launched the "Huangji Jiuxiaojianjue" Shi.
"laugh!"
The wrist trembled, and the slight sound rang out.
But it was Tang Huan's blood-foiled sword stabbed out at a speed that was hard to capture with the naked eye. When the heat wave tossed forward along the sword body, a majestic sword was already permeating, like the emperor came in person, Shocking, can not help but give birth to an impulse to worship.
"Ding!"
In the light-emitting stone fire, the blood flower sword had already clung to the blade of Weng Qing's blue sword, but with a slight flick, the blue sword slamming towards his chest and abdomen was sideways. The blood flower sword in Tang Huan's hand vomited a letter, a telescopic, sharp sword point went straight to Weng Qing's throat.
At the tip of the sword, more than two feet of sword-mantle spewed out.
The intense and sharp meaning seemed to tear the void apart, and the enthusiasm radiated from the sword became even more violent and terrifying.
Weng Qing's pupils shrank, her body slumped, and the blue sword in her hand swayed like a butterfly through flowers. Instantly, even if there were waves of monstrous waves rushing out of her front, it was a wave after wave Strong, even if there is a hill in front of it, it seems that it can be broken by this huge wave.
"Uh! Uh! Uh ..."
Tang Huan's footsteps swelled, and the Blood Foil nodded out one after another with thunder.
Suddenly, I saw a fiery red sword shadow crashing into the turbulent blue waves. The next moment, the crisp and loud collision sounds one after another, ringing into one, almost every sword shadow pierced into it, and the choppy waves weakened by one point.
"Ding Ding Ding ..."
But in the blink of an eye, Tang Huan has pierced eighteen swords, and Weng Qing's sword potential has been completely disintegrated.
Tang Huan's movements did not stagnate because of this, and the blood foil sword in his hand continued to stab out at a speed that was hard to capture. Almost immediately, the crisscross flaming Jianmang seemed to turn into an extremely scary sword curtain, rolling forward, unstoppable.
"Ok?"
Weng Qing's face was deep and condensed, the sword in his hand trembled, and the deafening buzzing sounded suddenly.
Immediately, the blue light burst from the sword body and the sword-mant spewing from the point of the sword seemed to condense into substance. Looking from a distance, the blue sword about one meter long in Weng Qing's hand seemed to turn into a giant sword about one meter long.