"Peng!"
A spider web-like crack appeared on the innermost five-color light wall transformed by the talisman array, then it burst open.
Liu Ming retracted his fist blankly.
Hou Kun's face changed. These talisman arrays were connected to his mind, so he naturally knew what was happening inside. His hand that was making gestures couldn't help but pause.
At the next moment, there was a series of explosions!
After the black gas rolled, a figure swept out from the chain of talisman arrays. There was a burst of low muffled sound in the space where he passed, and there were faint ripples in the air.
The black shadow flashed again. Liu Ming had already rushed out of the talisman array and appeared in front of Hou Kun.
The black dragon on his body condensed under the billowing black gas, then it transformed into a black giant claw the size of a millstone. Its five fingers were like iron hooks, looking hideous and terrifying. It clawed at Hou Kun without saying a word.
"Kacha!"
The khaki defensive array that Hou Kun cast in a hurry shook violently like a wave under the black giant claw, then it shattered like a paper paste.
The giant claw was unstoppable. After a flash, the dozen fire snakes that had just appeared in front of Hou Kun were extinguished by the strong wind.
Hou Kun's fire snake mystic art was forcibly interrupted. Under the spiritual power recoil, his face turned red. He spat out a mouthful of blood, then he suddenly fell to the ground.
"Squeak!"
The black giant claw stopped less than half a foot above Hou Kun's head.
Liu Ming frowned and waved one hand. The giant claw turned into a black gas and dissipated.
"Winner, Piaohong Courtyard Liu Ming."
The withered old man also breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the scene in front of him, and he announced loudly.
The fight just now was only a matter of a few seconds. If Liu Ming couldn't stop in time, he really wasn't sure that he could save Hou Kun.
Below the arena, the way the disciples looked at Liu Ming was naturally different from before.
If Liu Ming had won one or two matches in the top ten ranking battles, it could be said that he was lucky. However, he had not lost a single match up until now, which was a clear indication of his strength.
On the other hand, he'd practically always relied on his formidable body and ghostly movement techniques to directly crush his opponents, and he'd won extremely cleanly.
Some of the disciples who didn't know the rumors about Liu Ming also couldn't help but talk about it and ask others about Liu Ming.
On the jade platform, Jiang Zhong couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. He stroked his beard and smiled.
As for the three Emerald Cloud Peak's Jin Dan Stage experts, the man surnamed Lu only glanced at them indifferently. Haoyue revealed a pensive expression, and the beautiful green-robed woman looked at Liu Ming with a curious expression.
After this battle, the Jin Dan Stage powerhouses of other peaks naturally regained some interest in him.
When Liu Ming walked down the arena and sat cross-legged to recover his spiritual power, the other matches soon came to an end.
The opponent of the thin young man with the copper sword on his back was Wu Ming. He first used the copper sword to cast the Sword Controlling Technique to block Wu Ming's big seal, then he cast the true spirit flying sword and easily defeated Wu Ming.
Zhao Anyin and Kim Tin-thi also won one match each.
In the fifth round, Liu Ming finally met the young man with a huge bronze sword.
Since the ranking competition started, this young man with a bronze sword from Hongjun Courtyard, except for the time when he lost to Jin Tianci, with his extraordinary Sword-controlling Technique and True Spirit Flying Sword, he won the other three battles within a short time.
"Brother Jiang, this person's flying sword technique is quite extraordinary, and he has the flying sword true spirit. I'm afraid your disciple surnamed Liu will be in danger this time." The short and fat man turned to Jiang Zhong with a smile.
Hou Kun was just defeated by Liu Ming in his courtyard, so he was naturally not very comfortable. At this moment, seeing that Liu Ming encountered a formidable enemy, he couldn't help but gloat.
"The battle in the arena is ever-changing. How can a flying sword true spirit control the outcome?" Jiang Zhong replied faintly, and his expression remained unchanged.
"Hehe, then let's wait and see." The short and fat man sneered.
On the side of the arena, the young man with a bronze sword stood still. He made a sword gesture with one hand, and the huge bronze sword behind him suddenly soared into the sky and slashed at the air in front of him.
With a whistling sound, a yellow sword shadow of several ten meters long appeared above Liu Ming's head out of thin air, and it slashed down aggressively.
Liu Ming seemed to be prepared for it. A golden light flashed in his sleeve, and the Golden Fallen Sand rolled out. It condensed into a golden giant fist in a flash. The next moment, it blasted on the giant sword shadow.
There was a loud rumble!
The giant sword shadow collapsed, and the golden giant fist transformed by the Golden Fallen Sand also cracked a few feet deep, then it turned into golden sand all over the sky with a "bang".
The young man with a bronze sword looked gloomy, and he launched a sword gesture. The huge bronze sword became blurred again, and it instantly turned into 8 yellow sword shadows. They slashed at Liu Ming from all directions.
As soon as Liu Ming thought about it, he changed his gesture. The Golden Fallen Sand in the air also split into 8 golden lights in a flash, and they went forward.
The thunderous crackling sound sounded around Liu Ming one after another. However, no matter how fierce the sword light was and how it changed its direction, it couldn't break through the golden light formed by the Golden Fallen Sand.
The young man with a bronze sword finally looked gloomy. He didn't expect Liu Ming to have such a powerful spiritual weapon in addition to his own tyrannical strength.
After he snorted, he waved one hand, and the 8 sword lights merged into one again. They turned back into a giant sword and flew back.
Liu Ming's face turned cold, and he pointed.
"Swoosh".
The Golden Fallen Sand turned into a rolling golden light that surged forward.
The young man with a bronze sword looked gloomy. He waved one hand, and a yellow sword light blasted out from his forehead. The soaring sword qi suddenly spread. It was the flying sword true spirit.
As soon as the small yellow sword appeared, it immediately exuded an amazing light. With just a blur, it turned into layers of sword shadows that slashed at the golden light.
"Bang bang", there was a loud noise.
Under the sweeping of a soaring sword essence, the golden light was immediately shattered, and it turned into specks of golden light that shot back.
"What a sharp sword light. This is the flying sword true spirit!"
Liu Ming's eyes flashed. He immediately waved his hand to keep the Golden Fallen Sand.
After the young man with a bronze sword urged the flying sword true spirit, it immediately hovered in the air. The soaring sword qi became stronger and stronger. It had an overwhelming momentum.
Liu Ming was shocked in his heart. Facing this flying sword true spirit that had already become a magic weapon prototype, he didn't dare to neglect at all. As he waved his sleeves, 4 yellow balls flashed and landed in the open space in front of him. After a "bang", they turned into 4 golden puppet warriors.
At the same time, a black gas surged out of his body. After a flash of light between his eyebrows, a huge mental power rolled out, forming an invisible vortex on top of his head. With a thought, the huge mental power of the mind imitation insect also surged into the sky.
The vortex above Liu Ming swelled up. Its volume doubled from the original, and it began to emit white light.
"Split!"
As Liu Ming groaned, the mental power vortex suddenly split into 4, turning into 4 faint white lights that fell into the forehead of the 4 puppet warriors.
With his current mental power, it had surpassed the ordinary cultivator of the early stage of the Crystallization Period. Coupled with the mental power copied by the mind imitation insect, even if it was split into 4, it was still a bit stronger than the ordinary Condensation Period later stage cultivator.
The Four Beast Puppets were driven by this powerful mental strength, and the core formation inside them began to rapidly revolve. Suddenly, four golden pillars of light rushed out of their bodies. The faint phantoms of the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise emerged from the pillars. They spun in the air and transformed into a hazy golden light screen.
This was the true magical power of the 4 guardian puppets. Perhaps the auction house didn't know that they had this kind of means at the beginning.
If it weren't for Liu Ming accidentally pouring enough mental power into the 4 puppet cores at the same time not long ago, perhaps he wouldn't be able to discover it either.
Seeing this, the young man with a bronze sword looked fierce. He pointed at Liu Ming in the air and uttered the word "slash".
The small yellow sword that was originally hovering in the air immediately became blurred, and it disappeared out of thin air.
The next moment, after an astonishing fluctuation, a 300 meters long yellow sword shadow suddenly appeared above the golden light curtain, and it slashed down fiercely.
"Boom!" The earth quaked and the mountains swayed. The entire arena trembled incessantly.
After the golden light curtain was slashed by the giant sword shadow, it suddenly dented with a loud noise like a tight rubber band, but it didn't burst open.
The young man with a bronze sword's face changed. He knew how powerful this true spirit flying sword was, but it still couldn't slash this light curtain.
At this moment, under the golden light curtain, the black gas on Liu Ming's body tumbled, and the 2 dragons and 2 tigers were condensed again.
The next moment, amidst the dragon roar and tiger roar, a black fist wind accompanied by the 2 tigers and 2 dragons soared into the sky, hitting heavily on the giant sword shadow.
It was as if the entire void had been struck by a thunderclap!
Under the superposition of Liu Ming's punch and the rebound force of the golden light curtain, the giant sword shadow bounced up high.
"How is it possible!"
Seeing this, the thin young man exclaimed.
Since he mastered the true spirit flying sword, he had always been invincible; there was nothing he couldn't slash.
However, in this major competition, Kim Tin-thi trapped the true spirit flying sword with a strange method, and now Liu Ming blocked his full slash head-on.
This person was also a strong-willed person. After recovering from his shock, he immediately made a sword gesture. After the rebounded giant sword shadow trembled slightly, it was about to slash down again.
But at this moment, a strange look flashed in Liu Ming's eyes.
The young man with a bronze sword suddenly felt a chill behind him. A golden light flashed, and a golden palm penetrated his protective aura and went straight to his vital point.
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