Liu Ming naturally ignored his words. At the same time, an imperceptible trace of coldness flashed across his eyes.
With a shake of his sleeve, a grey light faintly slid into his hand. Then, with a sway of his body, he transformed into four phantoms that shot forward like a ghost.
In mid-air, he made a hand sign.
"Bang! Bang!" A few consecutive sounds rang out!
The remaining five mist dragons and mist tigers exploded at the same time, turning into rolling black fog that covered the sky. The black fog wrapped around the man in brocade robes and the five Netherdevouring Bracelets.
The four phantoms that Liu Ming transformed into flashed and disappeared into the black fog around the man in brocade robes.
The man in brocade robes looked at the rolling black fog around him and his face darkened. Then, he waved his hand in the air. The five connected Netherdevouring Bracelets trembled slightly in the air and shot out countless grey threads that flew back to his side. Then, they started to spin around him.
At this time, the grey threads that shot out from the Netherdevouring Bracelets had turned into a grey net that covered him. At the same time, the surrounding black fog was still tumbling and being sucked into the grey rings.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!" The four phantoms flashed out from the surrounding black fog and surrounded the man in brocade robes.
"Hmph, I was waiting for you!"
As a result, before the four phantasms formed by Liu Ming could stand firm, the man in brocade clothes let out a fierce shout. There was a loud whistling sound, and countless gray silk blasted out from the five gray Soul Sucking Hoop.
With a flash of grey light, the densely packed grey threads pierced through three of the phantoms and tore them to pieces.
Only the last phantom shook its arm and a grey light shot out. It spun and turned into a large sheet of cold light that instantly shattered the grey threads in front of it.
It was the Mother and Child Sword!
The grey sword light flashed and the cold light swept towards the man in brocade robes like lightning.
The man in brocade robes snorted and made a hand sign. The five Netherdevouring Bracelets suddenly shrank into a grey ring. Then, he flipped his hands and the grey ring spun in front of him to block the attack.
"Peng!"
The gray sword light passed through the ring, but it suddenly paused. The Nether Addiction Ring spun to the side, and the sword light was stuck inside.
The dark runes on the hoop glowed brightly. Wisps of pale gray Yin Qi gushed out of the twin swords and into the Nether Addiction Hoop. The twin swords trembled slightly in the void, occasionally letting out a mournful wail.
"Hmph, as long as it is Dark Aura, there is nothing that this Dark Addiction Hoop cannot absorb. Now that your Dark Artifact is under my control, let's see what else you have …" the man in embroidered robes said arrogantly, as if victory was already in his grasp.
However, before he finished speaking, Liu Ming's face flashed fiercely, and his hand seal changed.
There was a clear sound.
A small light gray sword that was only a foot long flashed out of the mother sword like a bolt of lightning.
When the man in embroidered clothes noticed that the situation was bad and wanted to do something, it was already too late. The light grey colored sword had already pierced through the space between his brows.
"You …"
The man in embroidered clothes' eyes widened, and his mouth was slightly agape as he looked at Liu Ming. Then, he fell to the ground.
In the next moment, Liu Ming waved one hand, and the two gray sword lights, one long and one short, flew back into his hands with a whoosh. Then, he rubbed his hands together, and the two Mother and Child Spirit Swords once again became one.
The changes in the arena were as swift as a hare. Just a moment ago, Liu Ming seemed to be at a great disadvantage. In the end, in just two or three breaths, the man in embroidered clothes with the Nether Addiction Hoop had fallen on the spot!
This scene caused the spectators at the side of the arena to be dumbstruck!
Most of these people did not even see what had happened. They only saw a faint flash of gray light, and then the man in embroidered clothes fell to the ground.
On the high platform, the city lord, Leng Yue, naturally noticed this scene. However, he only glanced at it hurriedly before looking away.
This was not surprising. Although it was very difficult for a False Core cultivator to defeat Jin Dan, as a Celestial Image cultivator, how could he take it seriously?
After the man in embroidered clothes fell to the ground, the gray light shield that enveloped Liu Ming's arena also dissipated.
When the two Fiend deacons jumped onto the arena and confirmed that the man in embroidered clothes was dead, they quickly carried his body off the arena. However, there was a hint of fear in their eyes as they looked at Liu Ming.
Liu Ming crossed his hands behind his back and watched the Fiend deacons do all this. After the two Fiend deacons left the arena, he expressionlessly swept his gaze across the audience around the arena.
This time, no one came up to challenge him.
The formidable strength that Liu Ming had displayed this time made some of the people who had been eager to challenge him give up on the idea of challenging him. They all ran to other arenas to look for weaker opponents, or opponents who seemed to be exhausted after repeated battles.
Seeing this, Liu Ming also let out a sigh of relief.
Although he wasn't worried that someone would challenge him, if he were to be challenged by these people one after another, he would feel that it would be very difficult for him to bear.
Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, only a small portion of the Sun of the Dark World was left in the sky, and it was already close to dusk.
At this moment, among the ten arenas, besides the one where Liu Ming was, there were three other arenas that no one dared to challenge.
One of them was the foreign Fiend cultivator with piercing green eyes.
As for the remaining four or five arenas, they seemed to have become the target of public criticism, and the defenders of the arenas kept changing.
Liu Ming was able to relax and quietly wait for the results of the last few arenas. At the same time, he carefully observed the other experts who had basically succeeded in defending their arenas.
Almost all of them were at the Jin Dan stage. Among them, there was a burly man who had a ferocious giant ape as his cultivation base was at the late Jin Dan stage.
After about another quarter of an hour, as a somewhat sharp and ear-piercing bell rang out from the high platform in the middle, the originally noisy crowd of onlookers immediately quieted down.
This was because everyone knew that the ringing of the bell meant that this selection had finally come to an end.
At this point, the ten Fiend cultivators who were still standing on the ten arenas naturally became the ten newcomers who would participate in this escort team.
"Very good! It seems that our Cold Moon City has been producing a large number of talents in recent years. Even I didn't expect that there would be a Fake Dan stage cultivator who could stand out in the competition and last until the end! With the participation of all of you, I believe that the tribute this time will be absolutely foolproof. " On the high platform in the middle, a trace of a smile finally appeared on the cold face of the City Lord Leng Yue. She looked around the ten arenas, and her eyes especially lingered on Liu Ming for a moment as she slowly said.
"We will definitely do our best to escort the tribute to the City Lord safely to Bi You City, so that we won't let the City Lord down!" Under the envious gazes of the crowd, Liu Ming and the other nine turned around and bowed to the high platform in the middle.
Seeing this, Leng Yue nodded slightly.
"The great fortune of the City Lord! The guard of honor for this tribute is almost ready. This time, we will definitely be able to defeat those forces in Cold Water City! Now that the newcomers have been selected, we only need to wait for the five Ghost Generals appointed by the City Lord to return to the city. "At this moment, the black-robed old man beside Leng Yue stepped forward and said a few flattering words.
"That's right. The tribute that we have prepared this time around will definitely satisfy Lady Bi You. In this way, Lady Bi You will naturally value Lady Bi You even more!" The other black-robed lady also opened her mouth to speak when she saw that Leng Yue seemed to be in a good mood.
"Even so, you must not be careless! Those fellows were all cunning old foxes! I will say the ugly words first, this matter will be fully handled by the two of you. If there is any problem, I will hold the two of you responsible! " For some reason, after hearing the words of the two, the City Lord of Cold Moon City suddenly changed his expression. After throwing out a cold sentence, his figure blurred and disappeared on the spot.
The old man and the woman glanced at each other before also flying toward Cold Moon City in a cloud of black Qi.
After City Lord Leng Yue and the two Grand Elders had left the arena, the crowd burst into an uproar again as they began to excitedly discuss the battle that had just taken place, as well as the ten new Fiend cultivators that had been selected.
Because so long as these people were able to smoothly complete the following escort assignments, then not only would they be able to obtain a great amount of rewards upon their return, they would normally be conferred the title of Dark General by the Coldmoon City Governor and be sent to guard some Nether Stone Veins. From then on, they wouldn't have to worry about the resources they required to cultivate.
In the following time, after Liu Ming and the others used their identity tokens to verify their identities, they were told to go back and rest. Before the tribute team set off, they would be notified in advance.
One day after half a month, in a secret room of a small inn in the city, Liu Ming was sitting cross-legged with a map in his hand. He was thinking about the tribute that was about to begin with a thoughtful expression.
At this moment, a ray of grey light flashed in his identity token, followed by a line of light purple words.
"Gather at the west of the city at noon three days later!"
"It's finally time to go!"
Hearing this, Liu Ming's eyes faintly showed a hint of excitement. After murmuring, he put away the map, left the inn, and walked towards the northeast market of Cold Moon City.
Three days later.
On a plain outside the high wall of the west gate of Cold Moon City, a huge cyan flag several tens of feet high was fluttering in the wind. On the flag, the two silver words "Cold Moon" were very eye-catching.
On a high platform under the big flag, the City Lord, Leng Yue, who was wearing a silver brocade robe, stood with his hands behind his back.
In front of him, a group of Fiend cultivators wearing cyan and grey armor stood in an orderly manner. There seemed to be more than five hundred of them.
These people were divided into five square formations. In front of each square formation, there was a Fiend cultivator wearing silver armor, faintly exuding a Jin Dan stage cultivation base.
Next to these people, there were five giant ghost beasts that were seventy to eighty feet in size lying on the ground.
These ghost beasts looked similar to bats, but their eyes were covered with something. On their flat backs, which were about an acre in size, there were many grey circular buildings, each of which was about seventy to eighty feet in size.
"They actually sent so many other guards. Could it be that they're worried that we won't be able to protect the tribute?" There were also a dozen Fiend cultivators in different attire standing beside these groups; they were none other than Liu Ming and the others who had been selected to escort the group. The burly Fiend manipulating the giant ape was rather displeased to see this.
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