Valkyrie Storm

Chapter 1496 Tang Yan VS Han Huang
Tang Yan withdrew quickly, continued to use the eight-phase thunder seal, crossed the mountains, and sprinted towards the east of the Jingjue Mountains. The speed reached the extreme, completely like a teleporting thunderbolt.

Han Huang locks on to Tang Yan and chases after him. His speed is also reaching the limit. He is determined to kill Tang Yan. For a hundred years, no strong man who dared to provoke him has ever survived. It used to be, and it is even more so today.His right arm was healing rapidly, and the turbulent purple air surged through his body.

His fighting spirit was overwhelming, and the sky and the earth roared continuously as he ran wildly, trembling the vast mountains.

"This is it!" Tang Yan traveled thousands of miles and came to an endless wilderness.

This is a desolate dead land, and there are very few creatures that usually set foot here.

According to Sanggou, this place used to be a battlefield between the demons and the Asuras. After a hundred days of fighting, the lives of the people were destroyed, turning this once vast grassland into a wasteland of death.

"Ow!"

Just as Tang Yan stopped, Han Huang broke through the sky, roaring angrily, piercing gold and cracking rocks, tearing the sky and earth, and shattering people's eardrums.

Han Huang stood a hundred meters away in front of Tang Yan, his eyes bursting with blazing purple light, shining brightly.At this moment, Han Huang has completely changed its appearance, its whole body is black and purple, containing indestructible and terrifying power, its purple hair is dancing, and its murderous aura is overwhelming.

Tang Yan felt that the person standing in front of him was not a person, let alone a corpse, but a demon, a demon that came from the killing field, making people breathless.If it were someone else, this aura alone would be enough to give birth to timidity, let alone a fight with all one's strength.

Han Huang stared at Tang Yan coldly with aloofness, the surging purple air and vast fighting spirit caused the dark clouds in the sky to roll, making the wilderness completely quiet.

Confronting each other, invisible killing fields circulate in space.

The world is quiet and everything freezes.

The matter has come to this point, and there is no need for any excuses, and the battle to the death is inevitable.

Han Huang will kill Tang Yan, there is no room for relaxation, every thought is born, just to kill.But Tang Yan still had many worries deep in his heart. This place is located in the central south, but it is adjacent to the territory of the corpse royal family. Once Hanhuang is really killed, will the corpse royal clan be aroused?

Han Huang wants to kill Tang Yan, and he wants to fight to the death.

Tang Yan wanted to kill Hanhuang, but he did so silently.

"kill!!"

The drought roared suddenly, murderous intent shook the sky, and with one step, the earth cracked in a radius of [-] meters, and the mighty purple energy stirred up the sky and the ground, filling the field of vision, like an ancient troll leaping into the sky.

Tang Yan's eyes were like lightning, and he moved forward suddenly, shaking his arms violently, clasping his fingers stiffly, striding forward with his chest up, and raised his head and let out a sonorous sound.

Click and thunderbolt.

The tough scales stretched from the shoulder armor to the arms and wrists, and the cold sharp claws appeared, and the cold light overflowed, and the knees, thighs, feet, and even the chest and abdomen were all demonized.

With a roar, the wilderness was startled.

Tang Yan rushed to the sky with a more violent momentum.

Facing such a powerful enemy like Han Huang, fancy martial arts and big moves are completely useless, and he will only be killed if he seizes the opportunity, so... hard battle... hard shock... "Demon Spirit Race?" Han Huang's eyes flashed Ning felt the shock, but... a moment later, the eyes were filled with unparalleled heat and excitement.

A rush of hot blood exploded in the chest, and the killing intent doubled and skyrocketed.

"Wow!" Tang Yanruo bombarded the sky, and the sound moved the sky, attacking with all his strength.

Clang! !Rumble! !
Clashing violently in the sky, the dragon claws fought against the palm of the corpse, and the dragon's power collided with the breath of the corpse. The terrifying power drowned each other like rivers and oceans.

Tang Yan and Han Huang groaned at the same time, spread out by the mad force, and rolled towards the back of the air, until more than [-] meters away, they crashed into the ground with a rumble, and the dust and mist were full of passion, blasting the sky full of gravel.

Both of them controlled their body balance at the last moment, and even soared into the sky the moment they finally landed, and launched a fierce attack on each other.

At this moment, the blood in his chest could no longer be contained, gushing to every cell in his body.

The sky is dark, and the redness is like blood.

On the boundless wilderness, the roar shook the sky, making people's souls go out of their bodies, and the bloody battle was like a frenzy, boiling the entire battlefield and shaking the world.

Tang Yan fights against Hanhuang with half-demonic anger, and rushes into the depths of the wilderness like lightning. His sharp claws contend with the corpse, and he quickly competes with Lei Yin.

The dry crocus roared, and the purple air gushed thinly, like rivers and rivers and waves, rolling in a shocking and mighty posture, as if it contained terrible destructive power, shaking the world and roaring.

The earth cracked, and thousands of grasses on the wasteland were broken and all fell down. The scene was horrifying.

Tang Yan resisted with all his strength, swaying his strength and fighting spirit to his heart's content.

The battle between the two reached a fever pitch, and they charged all the way, hundreds of miles away, and the scope of the battlefield became larger and larger, leaving traces of the war that were riddled with holes.

Tang Yan and Han Huang collided head-on, constantly changing the battlefield.

Suddenly, Tang Yan fell rapidly, Han Huang shot down angrily, and bombarded with a fist, just like a meteorite hitting the ocean, causing a thunderous roar, and there was also hundreds of meters of dust and fog, and rocks pierced through the sky, and the scene was harmful.

Countless boulders exploded and turned into dust.

However, Tang Yan suddenly rose up in the ruins, struck the dragon's tail across the sky, and blasted Han Huang's face firmly, launching it into the air on the spot.

A large number of weak insects and small animals trembled, feeling that their souls were about to be suppressed.

The wilderness is vast, the two heroes roar, and the strong fight for hegemony.

Their roar shook the mountains and rivers, and the sky and the earth trembled.

The more Tang Yan fights, the more mad he becomes, and the more Han Huang fights, the stronger he becomes.

With every collision, bursts of thunder burst out, roaring across the prairie.

In repeated body collisions and fierce battles, the blood vessels of both of them were ignited. Tang Yan's body gradually became a dragon, and Han Huang's body shape was also changing. The light is more evil, and the body is as strong as a diamond.

Every time the two collided, there would be deafening sound waves, with the power of a landslide.

"I've changed my mind, I won't kill you, I'll make you my puppet!" Han Huang showed a sinister smile for the first time, like a demon, horrifying and creepy.

At this moment, at the edge of the remote wilderness, an old man arrived with lightning, looking at the wilderness, his eyes glistening: "Good boy, can you really compete with Hanhuang?"

"Guwa Guwa." The blue bird on the old man's shoulder fluttered its wings, but it was no longer excited, but dignified, staring straight at the scales looming in the ruins.

"That kid is a half-orc?" The old man picked up the scales and tapped them hard, feeling the terrible hardness like dark iron.

"Guwa Guwa." The old bird flew up into the sky, neighing like a drake.

"Hey, the half-orcs in the semi-holy realm, it's been a long time since we've eaten. Today we're going to cook a big meal." The old man stuck out his scarlet tongue, licked his dry lips, and showed a strange grin.

The edge of the fine mountain range.

A fierce battle came to an end very quickly, and Lan firmly grabbed the mourning dog by the throat: "I said before, your tricks are a joke in front of me, killing you is easy for me."

Withdrawing her charm and concealing her enchantment, Lan at this moment is like a sharp sword out of its sheath, murderous and sharp.

The mourning dog was soaked in blood and dying, but his face was calm: "Han Huang can't kill Tang Yan, and Han Huang will die in this battle. Tang Yan will never allow his secret to be revealed, let alone let the world know that he killed Han Huang. You go...you will also die..."

"Hey, do you care about me?!" Lan smiled slightly, but she grabbed the mourning dog's right hand and tore it violently, tearing out five blood grooves as deep as the cervical spine.

Blood was sprayed, and the mourning dog collapsed to the ground.

"It's so easy for you to die when you are a drought? It's ridiculous." Lan looked cold, turned and left: "Nian left your hand a few times on the way to kill me, and left half of your life, but there are so many beasts in the mountains, can you survive?" , It depends on your own good fortune."

The mourning dog's consciousness was weak, his throat was bleeding profusely, and his lips moved: "Don't go, Tang Yan... I will... kill you..."

"When did you lose your dog so naive? Who lives and who dies today? Even if Tang Yan wins Han Huang, he will inevitably die. You really don't know the old man who raises birds? He has already followed him. If the opportunity is right, he will die." I can even eat the bamboo shoots!"

The mourning dog's eyes that were about to close opened with difficulty, and he uttered vague words: "Who."

"Don't know?" Lan stood still ten steps away, her icy delicate face showed a smile, but it was an even colder smile. "It's understandable that others don't know him, but you don't know him? His appearance has been changing for many years, but his greedy nature of eating people and beasts and daring to eat demons has not changed."

The mourning dog shook his head drowsily, trying to wake himself up a little.

"I really don't know? If I remember correctly, your mistress's second head was eaten by him."

Sanggou frowned slightly, raised his eyelids with difficulty, and his eyes slowly narrowed: "It's him?"

"It's not him, who else could it be?"

"No...impossible...he has been...banished from the South."

"Do you really think he cares about those broken regulations? If your mistress hadn't left the Misty Misty Marsh all these years, he would have eaten her third head."

"Help me...do me a favor...let...Tang Yan...escape..." the mourning dog tremblingly said.

"Hmph." Lan smiled coldly, and rushed into the vast wasteland.

"Help... help me..." The mourning dog stretched out his bloody right hand with great difficulty, and grabbed in the direction Lan left, but his seriously injured body lost its vitality at this moment, tilted his head, and slowly closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)