"Bang!" The room shook violently, and Yan Changkong's body slid to the ground against the wall.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out. Yan Changkong's face turned pale as paper. He roared like a wounded beast and struggled to jump up. But at this moment, a sharp "chi" sound penetrated into his ears.

But a fiery red stream of light shot out.

After a moment, Yan Changkong looked at the fiery red gun tip hovering in front of his throat, his body was stiff and dumbfounded, and he couldn't even feel the strong heat shooting out of the gun tip.

At this moment, everyone in the distance was even more shocked and speechless. They could hardly believe their eyes.

The scene just happened happened too quickly. By the time everyone came to their senses, Yan Changkong had already fallen to the ground and vomited blood, with a gun pointed at his throat.

Yan Changkong, a dignified eighth-level martial arts master, after using the "Tianlong Phantom Spirit Sword Technique" to the point of "Three Dragon Phantom Spirits", was still defeated, and he was defeated by a seventh-level great martial artist who had just been promoted a few months ago.

?God is kidding me, shouldn't the correct result be the opposite?

"Tsk, tsk, let me die?"

Tang Huan stood in front of Yan Changkong like a spear, with a mocking smile on his face, "Yan Changkong, are you planning to spit out blood and drown me?"

"Tang Huan, you... hiss..."

Yan Changkong suddenly woke up.

Before he finished speaking, he screamed in pain, but the skin on his chin and neck had been burned by the heat emanating from the spear in front of him. His head subconsciously hid to the side, but in the next moment, he

But he didn't dare to move anymore, because the tip of the spear was already chasing him like a shadow.

"If you were outside, I would have killed you with one shot."

Tang Huan squinted his eyes, swung the spear in his hand, and moved the head away from Yan Changkong's throat, and hit him twice on the shoulder. The robe there immediately became wrinkled, "But now,

If I don't kill you, you have to thank this 'Secret Realm of the Heavenly Spirit' for saving you a dog's life. Since you are a dog, you have to be obedient. Now you can hand over the things you have on you and get out."

"puff!"

After hearing Tang Huan's words, Yan Changkong's originally pale face turned a little green, and blood surged in his chest. After a moment, another mouthful of blood spat out, splashing on the gun head that had just been withdrawn, but he immediately

It turned into a piece of smoke and evaporated completely.

"Tang Huan, this time I admit defeat."

Yan Changkong wiped the blood stains from the corners of his lips, managed to get up from the ground, and said fiercely, "This is my 'liquid gold sword'. I will get it back from you one day."

With a flick, the dim golden giant sword was thrown towards Tang Huan.

"Dang!" Tang Huan flicked his spear, and the golden sword flew out, falling with a clang a few meters away, "I'm not interested in a piece of rotten iron."

"you……"

Yan Changkong's lungs almost exploded with anger. His "Liquid Gold Sword" was a top-grade high-end weapon. The family spent nearly 30 million gold coins to buy it. When he first entered this "Secret Realm of Heavenly Spirit",

It was taken away by someone. He defeated the person last year and then took the weapon back again.

Such a weapon was now abandoned by Tang Huan like a worn out shoe.

But when Yan Changkong glanced at the "Liujin Sword" on the ground, he could no longer say what he said. There was a long and narrow crack on the sword body. He thought it was his imagination, so he took two steps quickly.

Picking up the giant sword and observing it carefully, the cracks were still there.

"You destroyed my 'Liujin Sword'." Yan Chang was trembling with anger and regret.

"Yes, what can you do?" Tang Huan sneered.

"..."

Yan Changkong didn't say a word. In an instant, he gritted his teeth, grabbed the golden giant sword, turned around and left.

"Did I let you go?" Tang Huan's face darkened.

"Why, are you still interested in this piece of shit like me?" Yan Changkong snorted coldly.

"I'm not interested in this piece of junk, but I am interested in the room number plate of the second level of the secret realm." Tang Huan laughed and said calmly.

"What?" Yan Changkong's expression changed drastically.

"Don't understand? Then I'll say it again, hand over the room number plate for the second level secret realm on your body!" Tang Huan said slowly.

"Tang Huan, you have to be merciful and merciful, don't do things too badly, otherwise, it will not be of any benefit to you." At this moment, a voice rang, but four figures had already walked to the side,

The lanky man who spoke was none other than Chong Feng.

"Are you threatening?" Tang Huan smiled slightly, but his eyes turned cold.

"No, it's just advice." Chongfeng laughed.

"advice?"

After reciting these two characters with a smile, Tang Huan suddenly turned pale and said coldly, "Who do you think you are? It's your turn to advise me? Pull out your sword. You have been challenged by others. Today I am just right."

Try what it feels like to challenge others!"

"Huh?" Chong Feng was startled, and anger immediately appeared on his brows.

"If any of you want to advise me, you can come together!" Tang Huan glanced at the other three young men beside Chong Feng, and said with a sarcastic tone, "It would be boring to always stay in the same room to practice.

It must feel good to have five rooms rotating.”

"Okay, okay, Tang Huan, it's up to you." Chong Feng laughed angrily.

"Okay, Chong Feng, stop talking!"

Yan Changkong's eyebrows were filled with gloom, and he shouted at Zhong Feng, then turned his eyes to Tang Huan, took out a crystal clear red jade plaque from his arms, and threw it to Tang Huan, "Tang Huan, you don't want my room.

What's the number plate? Just take it! Chongfeng, let's go!"

"Yan Changkong, you can leave, but he can't leave!" Tang Huan grabbed the jade token into his palm and raised the spear slightly at the same time, pointing at the slender man named Chong Feng opposite.

"Tang Huan, don't bully others too much!" Yan Changkong suddenly remembered that Tang Huan had promised to challenge Zhongfeng, and his face suddenly turned red.

"We fought him!"

The short and sturdy man roared angrily, and with a backhand, he already had the big knife in his back. The man in gray clothes and the man with the hooked nose also filled up with anger and tightened the weapons in their hands. Chong Feng even held the long knife at his waist with his right hand.

The hilt of the sword, his eyes immediately became as sharp as a sword.

Tang Huan raised the corner of his lips slightly, even the eighth-level martial artist Yan Changkong had been defeated by him, and he still didn't pay attention to the four seventh-level peak martial arts masters.

"Buzz!"

Amid Qingyue's trembling sound, the dragon and phoenix gun in Tang Huan's hand once again emitted extremely brilliant light, and blazing heat surged out from the tip of the gun. In an instant, the atmosphere in this space became condensed and depressing.

A new war is almost imminent.

Seeing this change, many warriors not far away were stunned.

After defeating Yan Changkong, Tang Huan still plans to fight one against four?

PS: The third update is here~
Chapter completed!