Chapter 1794: One Punch Kill

Zhuo Feng's heart was shocked, his face was bloodless, and he looked up in horror, only to feel that his vision was completely filled with the huge fist.

There was nothing fancy about the movements of the immortal clone's fist, it just blasted down from above, but the terrifying energy was like a huge wave above the nine heavens, pouring down frantically, as if it could crush any obstacle between heaven and earth into pieces, its majesty was vast, its momentum was majestic, and it was irresistible.

Such a simple punch made Zhuo Feng extremely frightened and frightened, and also made the hearts of more than a dozen heavenly kings around him tremble.

"Tang Huan, Lao Tzu fought with you!"

After the fear, Zhuo Feng gritted his teeth, and a touch of madness appeared on his face.

Now, he couldn't avoid it, and after a hysterical roar from his mouth, the long sword in his hand bloomed, and he continued to swing it at a speed that was difficult for his mind to catch.

"Sneer—"

The sharp sound of breaking the air instantly resounded, and a sharp sword swirled upward.

In the blink of an eye, these countless cyan sword rays condensed into a huge cyan vortex, as if they wanted to swallow the entire Pang Shuo fist that had sunk down in the sky, and almost at the same time, a powerful and violent aura diffused from the depths of the vortex.

The aura was so powerful that even if a giant peak fell into it, it seemed to turn into powder in an instant.

"Whew, whew—"

The extremely powerful sound roared and shook the sky again, Yun Di, Liu Haoge and others rushed to the rescue, and more than a dozen terrifying attacks roared towards the golden giant again, at this moment, all the lower heavenly kings urged their own Tianyuan to the extreme, and there was no longer the slightest hand.

At this point, they had to go all out.

Because the situation was a little different this time, Jiang Bo was repulsed, but he was only injured, but if Zhuo Feng was bombarded by that punch, he would probably be gone. Tang Huan's doppelganger, under the siege of many lower heavenly kings, has already severely damaged Jiang Bo, if he kills Zhuo Feng again......

This was an almost devastating blow to the confidence of the people.

"Murmur—"

In the body of the immortal clone, the immortal qin trembled, the sound of the piano was like water, and another layer of multicolored shield appeared on the surface of the body, but his movements still did not pause at all, and in an instant, the huge fist smashed into the cyan vortex that was hovering rapidly and had a radius of nearly 100 meters.

"Boom!"

A huge explosion suddenly burst out, and the fist was agitated, and the cyan vortex that seemed to be able to shatter everything actually collapsed directly. The huge fist instantly pierced through the raging heavenly energy, imprinted on the rapidly swinging cyan long sword below and Zhuo Feng's body.

It was as if a boulder falling from a high altitude had hit a fly flying in the air, so the boulder continued to sink without the slightest delay.

Zhuo Feng is like that fly.

Under the pressure of that fist, he couldn't even scream, his body fell involuntarily, and in his eyes, despair had emerged uncontrollably. At this moment, he clearly felt that his high-grade Dao weapon was blooming, and his strong flesh was cracking.

Zhuo Feng seemed to have smelled the smell of death.

"Bang!"

But at this time, more than a dozen fierce attacks also engulfed the golden giant again.

The multicolored shield shattered in an instant, the body of the immortal clone shook violently, and the huge fist finally paused slightly, and the fist seemed to be scattered. Even so, Zhuo Feng's body and weapons were no longer able to support them, and they exploded into a cloud of blood mist and dots of green light.

"Whoosh!"

However, in the next moment, there was an extremely subtle sound of breaking the sky, and a small cyan figure actually roared out of the blood mist, fleeing into the distance like a lightning speed.

This is Zhuo Feng's Dao Baby!

In an instant, the small figure turned into a cyan streamer and fled thousands of meters away.

Seeing this, Yun Di, Liu Haoge and the others were secretly relieved, although they failed to completely save Zhuo Feng this time, but his reflection still escaped from his body. However, as soon as their hanging hearts were put down, their complexions changed drastically, and their heartstrings tightened again.

Hundreds of meters in front of Zhuo Feng Daoying, a black shadow flashed out like a ghost.

"My curiosity hasn't been satisfied, isn't it too interesting for you to run away like this?" A sneering chuckle sounded, and immediately, the terrifying sword intent that everyone was extremely familiar with appeared again, and a brilliant white light shot out from the black shadow's hand, slashing towards the cyan Dao Baby.

"Tang Huan, Rao ......"

As soon as the shrill cry for mercy sounded, it stopped abruptly, and when the white light passed, the green shadow immediately dissipated, and the black shadow that had just been revealed was also clearly imprinted into the eyes of many monks in an instant, and it was Tang Huan, who had just disappeared under the attack of the two lower heavenly kings.

The strength of the Dao Infant of the lower Heavenly King is indeed not weak, but without the support of the physical body, it is impossible to withstand the attack of a lower Heavenly King.

Therefore, when the Pure Yang Divine Sword in Tang Huan's hand was split, Zhuo Feng Daoying's fate was already doomed, and Yun Di, Liu Haoge and others, who were quite far away, had no time to help.

In front of everyone's eyes, it only took a moment for the war to start, and a lower heavenly king had completely fallen!

This not only shocked more than a dozen Heavenly Kings such as Yun Di and Liu Haoge, but also the tens of thousands of monks around them were even more shocked, and the silence between heaven and earth was so quiet that it could be heard for a while.

From the time Tang Huan revealed his clone, until now, it was only a few breaths.

But Tang Huan defeated one against fourteen, but he had already severely injured one person and killed one person with the force of thunder, while his body and clone were still intact.

They are all lower heavenly kings, Tang Huan's strength is so terrifying?

Looking at the black shadow standing above the void and the golden giant that had stabilized its body, everyone's hearts were filled with deep horror for no reason.

The lower Heavenly Kings surrounding the golden giant were already only twelve people left, and there was also a strong fear in their eyes at this moment.

They just shot with all their might, but they still couldn't help Tang Huan's clone.

But each of them believed that Tang Huan's clone could not maintain such a strong state all the time. As long as they continue to launch a fierce offensive as before, the golden giant will always collapse, but they also know that this goal will not be achieved in a short time.

Moreover, Tang Huan's elusive body could not give them enough time, nor could they allow them to keep bombarding their clones.

Fight, or retreat?

At this moment, Yun Di and Liu Haoge and the others were already difficult to ride a tiger, if they continued to fight, the remaining lower heavenly kings would definitely be killed and injured, and they might not be able to kill Tang Huan and his clones, but if they retreated, it would mean that their plan was completely bankrupt.