Chapter 856: Powerful Kill

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Its entire body was red like blood, and the dense protrusions on its body were filled with rich black plasma.

This blood clam was the life-giving poisonous insect that Varriman had cultivated for his entire life.

Most of the blood and qi he devoured was used to nourish this blood clam. Most of his strength was also on this blood clam.

The smelly blood filled the air, spreading outward like a red cloud. Wherever it passed, the grass and trees were all lifeless and withered into black ash.

"Quack~"

The blood clam cried loudly, kicked its limbs, and soared into the air like a prehistoric monster. The scarlet blood tongue rolled towards Wang Yan and the three-legged golden crow like lightning. Its blood tongue had a terrifying stickiness. Once stuck, even if a half-step S-level strongman wanted to break free, it would not be an easy task.

If it was pulled into its stomach, its terrifying erosion and digestion ability would invade and digest everything.

"Idiot!"

Wang Yan's eyes were gleaming, and his pupils seemed to be spewing flames. He rode on a Class A three-legged golden crow, and with a flip of his hand, a red war hammer appeared. As soon as this fire hammer with the Fire Child weapon spirit appeared, it burst into flames.

"Go!"

Wang Yan threw the fire hammer out, like a heavy artillery shell burning with hot flames, and slammed it on the back of the blood clam. After Wang Yan's constant nurturing, and with the help of the weapon spirit Fire Child.

Although Wang Yan's fire hammer cannot be used as a flying sword, it is also free to use, and its power has doubled.

"Boom!"

The blood clam was hit so hard that its eyes bulged, its tongue bent, its limbs stiffened, and the blood plasma on its back flew all over the sky.

The power of Wang Yan's hammer was more terrifying than a small missile, and it could directly flatten a small hill. Even though the blood clam was extraordinary, it was hit by Wang Yan and its consciousness was blurred and its pupils were dilated.

"Fire!"

Wang Yan's voice was not loud, but it seemed as if it was the might of heaven. Around him, pillars of flames rose out of thin air and rushed into the sky. Wang Yan, who was in the middle of it, was like a king of flames, with overwhelming momentum and majesty under the protection of the pillars of flames.

Variman's pupils shrank, and his heart was surging like a stormy sea. This, this, this, this kind of power, could it be the arrival of the God of Fire? For a moment, Varriman had an unmatched feeling.

The Son of Fire, invincible.

Terrible, really terrible guy.

Escape! Escape! Escape!

Variman had only one thought, bit his tongue, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and several blood-colored skulls blasted towards Wang Yan. And the half-dead blood clam also jumped up and rushed towards Wang Yan desperately.

At the same time, he flew away at a high speed. Abandoning his natal Gu would cause him to suffer extremely serious trauma, and even a significant decline in his cultivation strength, and it would be impossible for him to make another breakthrough in this life.

But now, in order to save his life, he could not care about anything else.

Before those bloody skulls approached Wang Yan, they were blocked by a pillar of flame, exploded, and the bloody energy spread everywhere. Such a powerful blow did not hurt Wang Yan at all.

Half-step S-level.

Wang Yan, who achieved half-step S-level, has reached an unfathomable level in the understanding of the law of the Flame King. Under his control, the flame is no longer as simple as elemental power.

They seem to have life, agile and powerful.

The real difficult thing is the natal Gu blood clam. The natal Gu cultivated by Varriman throughout his life is naturally powerful. It was in the air, and its body was getting more and more swollen. In the blink of an eye, it swelled like a round airship.

The surging blood expanded in its body.

"Boom!"

When the blood clam swelled to the extreme, it exploded. The terrifying blood power spread in all directions like a violent storm. Wherever it passed, even the space was slightly distorted.

What was even more terrifying was that the blood-colored energy was full of corrosive and dissolving power. Any living creature that was touched by it would turn into a pool of pus and blood in a few breaths.

Then the blood clam exploded.

The soul of the flying Valiman was severely damaged, and blood spurted out of his mouth. He had lost most of his life, but his speed did not slow down, and he fled desperately.

The blood clam was dead.

He had seen Wang Yan's power, and did not expect the self-explosion of the blood clam to kill Wang Yan directly. He only hoped that the explosion could severely injure Wang Yan and cause him great trouble.

The explosion of the natal blood clam was earth-shattering, and it was no less powerful than the missile explosion that Wang Yan had seen.

Even Wang Yan couldn't help but frown, thinking that every enemy should not be underestimated. Once a half-step S-level sorcerer fought desperately, he would always have some killer moves.

If it was Wang Yan who had not reached the half-step S-level, he would have immediately fled at this moment to reduce the damage caused by the blood clam explosion.

But now that Wang Yan has reached the half-step S-level, his cultivation strength has undergone earth-shaking changes. It is no longer the same as when he participated in the Youth Conference.

The dozens of fire pillars that guarded him, like the most obedient soldiers, turned into a giant flame shield in front of him. The fire shield exuded a breath of destruction, and the shield surface was condensed like a substance, as if it was condensed from the flame element into a physical object.

Uncle Pao had also used this trick before. The energy form of flame was directly transformed into a physical form of armor. The means were incredible, but full of wonderful ideas that penetrated the heavens and the earth.

In an instant, the blood-colored energy shock wave was like a stormy sea, and the giant flame shield was like a reef on the coastline.

Rumble~

In the sky, blood-colored energy fragments and flame fragments bloomed like fireworks.

Wang Yan was unscathed by this move that Varriman had high hopes for. In an instant, Wang Yan's heroic spirit increased greatly, and he roared straight into the clouds.

Thinking back to the past, Wang Yan encountered half-step S-level masters such as Ampere Evil Lotus and Happy Demon Monk, and was simply crushed. If it weren't for all kinds of means, working together with Gao Mingyue and the Holy Maiden of Light, he would have won by relying on tricks.

Later, at the Youth Conference.

Wang Yan relied on his own combat power to compete with those half-step S-level masters for his own glory. But every victory in the battle at that time was hard-won.

But now, facing the equally powerful half-step S-level master Varriman. Wang Yan didn't even summon the succubus, and completely crushed the opponent with his own strength.

This made Wang Yan's heart extremely happy.

If he faced the Desert Emperor again now, Wang Yan was fully confident that he could defeat him head-on without summoning volcanoes or succubus.

You know, the combat power of the Desert Emperor is a wonder. Even many veteran half-step S-class who have lived for hundreds of years dare not confront him head-on. Even some weaker S-class may not be able to defeat the powerful Desert Emperor.

Even if the real combat power of this Varriman is not as good as that of the Desert Emperor, he can definitely compete with the Desert Emperor for a period of time, which is stronger than the average half-step S-class.

But this Varriman was completely crushed by Wang Yan.

Wang Yan's long roar, like the roar of a tiger and a dragon, shook the sky, and the sound waves could at least spread for dozens of kilometers.

Varriman, who was desperately escaping, of course, could not reach the speed of sound. After a while, he was caught up by a huge explosion and a long roar. The sound of different sounds made his face suddenly change, and his eyes were full of disbelief: "This, how is this possible!?"

The self-destruction of the blood clam is his killer move, and its power is comparable to the explosion of a missile. He was confident that those ordinary half-step S-level warriors would be half-dead if not dead. His victory over the blood clam only required him to severely injure Wang Yan and prevent him from chasing him.

But Wang Yan's long roar was full of energy and majestic, and he didn't look injured at all.

Could it be that the blood clam that he risked his life to self-destruct didn't even hurt Wang Yan's skin?

In the sky, Wang Yan flew over like a fire god. When he glided through the sky, he was like a star across the sky, blazing with flames and unparalleled in power. In just a few dozen seconds, he caught up with Varriman.

He rode the three-legged golden crow and stood in the air, surrounded by flames, like another sun in the clear sky.

"Variman, I said it."

Wang Yan's voice was as powerful as a thunderclap, and it fell into Varriman's ears. "Huaxia is not a place where you can come and go as you please."

"Son of Fire!"

Variman was covered in blood and roared ferociously, "If you dare to kill me, my master will not forgive you."

"You talk too much nonsense." Facing the threat, Wang Yan was not afraid at all. With a thought, the flames in the sky gathered into a fire dragon, and blasted towards Varriman with fangs and claws.

Variman roared like a dying struggle, supporting an energy shield.

Unfortunately, he was just a mantis trying to stop a chariot with his arms.

"Boom!"

The agile and lifelike fire dragon blasted Varriman without any fancy moves, and blasted a meteorite crater more than ten meters deep on the ground.

After the fire dissipated.

Variman lay at the bottom of the pit, his whole body was charred, and he was deader than dead.

After using all his tricks, the master of black magic fell completely on the land of China.

Wang Yan's heart was filled with pride and joy. This Varriman had committed many evil deeds in China, and he must have committed many crimes. It was really not a pity that he died.

At the same time, he was very satisfied that he could kill a powerful half-step S-level with a head-on confrontation. This Varriman was very powerful, and perhaps he would have the opportunity to be promoted to S-level in a few years.

As we all know, it is easy to defeat an opponent at the same level, but it is difficult to kill a master of the same level alone.

Just like the Satan Demon God clone, Uncle Pao, Master's wife, and Master's wife Dai'er joined forces to finally take it down. Even if one person was missing, the Demon God clone might escape, and there would be endless troubles from then on.

"Roar!"

Wang Yan, who was happy, roared again, and the roar shook the clouds in the sky.

The three-legged golden crow beside him looked at Wang Yan with awe. Is our boss really the reincarnation of the God of Fire?

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