Heaven Defying Supreme

Chapter 157: Fierce Confrontation

Hearing this, Li Zian was taken aback for a moment, and then became overjoyed. Tan Yun has already challenged, and that old bastard Shen Qingfeng has no right to obstruct him!

On the other hand, Shen Qingfeng's face turned green with anger, and he stretched out a dry finger tremblingly, pointing at Tan Yun, "You are reckless! Can't you recognize that you are a weak person at the seventh level of fetal soul state? He It’s the Great Consummation of the Fetal Soul Realm, and if someone tells you that if you dare to fight, do you have to agree?”

"Deacon Shen, calm down, this disciple has made up his mind." Tan Yun spoke calmly, but his words were domineering, "You just need to trust the disciple."

"Alas!" Shen Qingfeng sighed, looking at Tan Yun with a solemn expression, "I warn you, if you die, I will turn into a ghost and I won't let you go!"

After saying that, Shen Qingfeng's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the handyman disciple three hundred meters away, staring at Tan Yun and Li Zian who were about to explode from a distance.

His heart was in his throat, and he secretly prayed that Tan Yun would never die...

At this moment, Li Zian laughed wildly, "Hahahaha! Tan Yun, if I hadn't been careless, you, a waste of brute force, could still hurt me? You dare to fight me, prepare to accept death!"

"Buzz!"

The moment Li Zian opened his mouth suddenly, a wrist-thick red light shot out from his mouth, shooting at Tan Yun at the speed of the tide, and at the same time, the red light exploded, turning into a house-like blood tripod, shining with a bloodthirsty blood-red halo , ran into Tan Yun!

"The bloodthirsty cauldron, a high-grade spiritual weapon!" Tan Yun's pupils shrank, and he punched in an instant.

"Boom..."

The space was surging like waves, and the moment Tan Yun's fist collided with the blood cauldron, his face changed suddenly, "This is the Soul Devouring Blood Cauldron!"

Suddenly, a gust of devouring power came out from the soul-devouring blood cauldron, tearing everything apart, making Tan Yun's right fist suck on the cauldron wall.

Immediately afterwards, the face of Tan Yun's fist seemed to be pierced by thousands of steel needles, and he felt the qi and blood in his body surging.

"ah!"

At the same time, Tan Yun's headache was about to split, and he felt the soul in the depths of his mind vibrate violently, and was torn away between his eyebrows by an invisible suction force!

"You humble handyman disciple, you have some eyes, you can actually tell that mine is He Ding!" Li Zian grinned, stepped on the spirit tripod, like a white ghost, towards Tan Yun who was controlled by the soul-devouring blood tripod, gallop away.

"call out!"

While galloping through the void, Li Zi'an flicked his right arm, and the golden high-grade spiritual weapon spear suddenly emerged with thunder and lightning, which turned into a phantom intertwined with lightning and golden lights, and threw it at Tan Yun!

"Puchi!"

The next moment, the tip of the gun pierced into Tan Yun's chest three inches, and got stuck between the ribs. Immediately, the body of the six-foot gun buzzed and trembled, and a majestic thunder and lightning force followed the tip of the gun inserted into Tan Yun's body. Blast into Tan Yun, wreaking havoc on Tan Yun's internal organs!

"Brother Tan!"

"Brother Tan, fight back!"

"..."

Amidst the frightened and worried screams of the handyman disciples, Tan Yun's internal organs shook violently, and he spurted three mouthfuls of blood one after another. As soon as the blood was exported, it was swallowed by the soul-devouring blood cauldron in front of him!

If Tan Yun hadn't cultivated the Hongmeng Hegemony Body to the second stage of Dacheng, and his physical body was as hard as a top-grade spiritual weapon, otherwise Li Zi'an's top-grade spiritual weapon spear with the Lei attribute would have easily pierced his chest!

At this moment, Tan Yun's right fist was still firmly sucked on the Soul Devouring Blood Cauldron, unable to withdraw it!

As the blood in his body was sucked into the blood cauldron, Tan Yun's face was as pale as a ghost under the moonlight!

Coupled with the fact that the soul in his mind was about to rush out of his mind under the swallowing of the blood cauldron, Tan Yun's distorted facial features were three points more terrifying than the regional demons!

"Miscellaneous, you surprised me. Your physical body has become so strong!" Li Zian stepped on the spirit tripod and rushed towards Tan Yun, grinning, "Hehehehe! I think your bones are as hard as my spirit gun !"

"Crush me!"

Li Zi'an let out a loud roar, the spiritual power of his right palm and the power of thunder and lightning intertwined together, brought up a ball of spiritual power light, and pushed it towards the handle of the gun with all his strength!

"Kacha...Puchi!"

Immediately, the six-foot gleaming golden spear pierced Tan Yun's three ribs instantly with a huge force, and a stream of blood pierced through Tan Yun's back!

"Hahahahaha, vulnerable bastard, go to hell with me!"

Li Zi'an's figure flashed behind Tan Yun, holding the tip of the spear that had pierced Tan Yun's back with his right hand, and after pulling out the bloody spear from Tan Yun's body, the spear flipped in the void. Cloud stabbed out from the back of the neck!

Once stabbed, the tip of the spear will come out of Tan Yun's mouth!

At that time, Tan Yun will undoubtedly die!

"Brother Tan, get out of the way!"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"

Looking at the horrific Tan Yun, the handyman disciples cried out hoarsely.

Even Shen Qingfeng, with despairing eyes, shouted unrelentingly: "Tan Yun, you can't die!!"

At this moment, the gust of wind blew Tan Yun's hair, and the night eroded his pale face. He felt the howling sound of the spear piercing behind him, but no one noticed the ferocity and firmness in his eyes!

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a beast-like sound came from Tan Yun's mouth. While Tan Yun shook his neck to dodge, the spiritual power of his left fist emerged and smashed fiercely at his right hand controlled by the soul-devouring blood cauldron!

"Crack!"

Amid the clear sound of bone cracking, Tan Yun's left fist abruptly broke his right wrist, only the broken right hand was still sucked on the cauldron wall!

In order to kill the enemy, take its head, and a strong man cuts off his arms, that's the only way!

"Puchi!"

In this short moment, Tan Yun turned his head sideways. Although he escaped the bad luck of being shot through the back of his neck, a deep blood groove was cut out of his neck!

"Die to me!"

Tan Yun roared and shook the sky, with blood spraying from his neck, he turned around suddenly, grasped the spirit gun with his left hand, and stabbed Li Zian's neck with his right arm like lightning!

Tan Yun lost the severed wrist of his right hand, and the broken white bone with a faint golden halo pierced into Li Zian's throat with spurting blood!

"No, no... Impossible... How could I die..." Li Zian's throat was gurgling with blood, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Because Tan Yun cut off his wrist so suddenly, and Li Zian believed that Tan Yun must die, the grim smile on Li Zian's face at this moment has not dissipated.

Li Zian murmured intermittently, and threw down the spirit tripod, hitting the ground!

"call out!"

With a wave of Tan Yun's left hand, the spiritual spear in his hand fell vertically, "Crack!" The sharp tip of the spear pierced through Li Zian's head like a bamboo, nailing the corpse to the ground!

"thump!"

Tan Yun, who was seriously injured and pale, was dizzy and fell straight from the flying sword, hitting the ground in a cloud of dust!

"Brother Tan..."

The handyman disciples shouted and rushed towards Tan Yun!