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Although he was shocked, Yan Zhangkong\'s movements did not slow down at all. With a low growl, the golden greatsword once again slashed at Tang Huan with the force of a thunderbolt, the incomparably powerful Strength Qi churning like a tide, following the sword force\'s roar, it incited a burst of ear-piercing whistling sounds.

Tang Huan\'s eyes slightly narrowed, the dragon and phoenix spear that he had just shot out was like the tail of a divine dragon.

Whoosh! It was as if the longbow had been pulled to the limit before it was suddenly loosened and the curved spear tip suddenly straightened itself. The bright red spear tip suddenly swept across the sword\'s body.

"Clang!"

Another violent collision sound resounded in the void.

This time, Yan Zhangkong was already prepared. He didn\'t hesitate to stride forward, and with a violent shake of his arms, the sword spun rapidly, dispersing the rebound force.

In the next moment, the gigantic sword in Yan Zhangkong\'s hand dragged a bright golden light that swept towards Tang Huan.

"Buzz!"

Tang Huan secretly snorted in his heart as he used the "Eight Phoenixes Flash" to move his body horizontally. The Dragon and Phoenix Spear in his hand shrunk as quick as lightning, intertwined with the enormous sword, and directly pierced towards Yan Zhangkong\'s chest. At the tip of the spear, a scorching spear light that was more than two feet long shot out.

Yan Zhangkong immediately changed his sword moves. The huge sword drew an arc in the air at an astonishing speed before fiercely slapping downwards. But just at this moment, Tang Huan\'s spear potential changed once again. It actually circled around the huge sword once, and still pierced towards Yan Zhangkong\'s chest.

With a snort, Yan Zhangkong followed suit and transformed his sword.

In just a few short breaths of time, although the spear and sword had not come into contact, but the two of them had already clashed more than ten times. Furthermore, they continued to move at such a fast speed without any signs of stopping.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding crowd was dumbfounded.

"Zhong Feng, the news you heard was correct, right?"

Among Yan Zhangkong\'s four companions, the first one who came back to reality was a grey clothed man with a beard and beard. He could not help but suck in a cold breath, and then looked at the skinny man closest to him in the blink of an eye. "Is this Tang Huan really a Stage Seven Martial Master, and not a Martial Lord of the eighth step?"

The lanky man called Zhong Feng was also surprised, but his tone was also a little uncertain. "It should be correct, right? It is said that in the first half of last year, he was still a fellow who had not even cultivated Genuine Qi. But in the second half of the year, it was as if he had eaten aphrodisiac, his cultivation went from Martial Disciple to Martial Master and to the Great Martial Master. His Tools Method Attainments had advanced by leaps and bounds, and he is now a high ranking Weapon Refiner. "

"When did the Stage Seven Martial Master become so powerful?" The hawk-nosed young man on the right of Duan Ling Tian had an expression of disbelief.

"If this Tang Huan is a peak of the seventh step Martial Master, then Chang Kong is an ordinary eighth step Martial Lord."

"If that\'s the case, then it\'s not really strange for them to be evenly matched, but it just so happens that Tang Huan just became a Stage Seven Martial Master not long ago, and Chang Kong can already be considered to be an expert amongst the Martial Lord of the eighth step. How can he fight like this until victory is decided?"

Not only did the four of them find it hard to believe, even the Martial Warriors that were watching from afar found it difficult to hide the shock and bewilderment on their faces.

Amongst them, the ones with the lowest cultivation were all from Stage Six Martial Master, so naturally their eyesight couldn\'t be any better. But the battle in front of room number 11 made them completely confused by it, a Stage Seven Martial Master who had just advanced, actually had a good fight with a Martial Lord of the eighth step who had just advanced a long time?

"Big brother Ouyang, did Yan Zhangkong hold back?" At the back of the crowd, Tu Peng could not help but speak in a suppressed voice.

"Use your brain. How could he hold back?" Ouyang Yuntian couldn\'t help but ask.

"Then why can\'t he fight for a long time?" After being scolded like this by Ouyang Yuntian, Tu Peng was not angry. He could only mutter in surprise.

"That\'s right, the eighth stage Martial Lord should be able to easily take care of the Stage Seven Martial Master, right?" The other young man couldn\'t help but speak up as well.

"You\'re asking me, but who should I ask!?"

When Ouyang Yuntian saw this, his heart was infuriated. He angrily snorted.

Normally speaking, a Martial Lord of the eighth step should be able to easily take care of a Stage Seven Martial Master, but that guy called Tang Huan, seemed to never have anything on him that was normal.

According to common sense, who could ascend from Stage One Martial Disciple to Stage Seven Martial Master in less than a year? And who could advance from a low ranking Weapon Refiner to a high ranking Weapon Refiner in such a short amount of time? And who would be able to obtain one hundred and eight Sword Seal s in the Mazy Sword Valley …

In this series of events, even the top ranker of the Heavenly Spirit Ranking, Yu Feiyan, had never done it, but Tang Huan had done it.

"Damn it!" Unless you really have to wait for Big Brother Liu to come back before you can take care of this Tang Huan? " Ouyang Yuntian gloomily cursed in his heart.

"Ding!"

Right at this moment, the clear sound of metal clashing came out from the silent battle circle. Everyone\'s spirits were lifted, they looked at the spear in Tang Huan\'s hand, which had a fiery red spear tip, piercing straight into the golden blade of the gigantic sword in front of Yan Zhangkong!

The distance between the two shortened rapidly, allowing the long spear to arc in an instant. The terrifying Strength Qi surged out from the point of collision, and actually created a hurricane in the air.

"Bang!"

The long spear straightened, Tang Huan\'s body soared into the sky, but under the push of a huge force, he floated up to over ten meters in an instant. Yan Zhangkong also brandished his sword as he continuously retreated backwards. Every step he took landed on the jade-like ground was akin to the sound of a giant hammer pounding against a drum, causing the sky to tremble.

A dozen steps later, Yan Zhangkong finally stabilized his body, but his rough face was now as black as the bottom of a pot.

In that short period of time, both sides had seemed evenly matched, but in truth, he felt very passive. This caused him to feel extremely stifled. In the end, if it was not for the fact that he had an urgent change of heart and was unable to block Tang Huan\'s attack at the very last moment, he probably would have continued to feel dejected.

Now, even though that kind of passive situation had been resolved, under the attention of so many people, he, a dignified Martial Lord of the eighth step, was pushed back more than ten steps by Tang Huan. His face immediately turned hot, and he felt extremely ashamed.

"Kid, you have some skill. Try out my \'Heavenly Dragon Illusory Sword Technique\'!"

Yan Zhangkong\'s eyes were wide open as he howled in madness. Like a ferocious beast that had just broken free from its cage, his robust and burly body explosively shot forwards.

"Chi!" Chi …

He was still more than ten meters away from the dragon sword in his hand, and the huge sword with a big crack in the light was already being swung at a very fast speed. Streams of golden light shot out from the sword, and instantly condensed into a Golden Dragon, clawing and clawing as it roared forward, the incomparably sharp Qi quickly filled the air, as though it was cutting the space around the dragon body into countless pieces.

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