"Heaven Rank Divine Technique? Could it be that Senior Brother Jiang has also cultivated a Heaven Rank Divine Technique? " Hearing Jiang Ming's shout, Zhao Yuxi's expression changed greatly. The other disciples were also shocked.
Xiao Chen, who was standing to the side, nodded calmly and said, "It should be the Heaven-Level Divine Incantation that the Palace Lord bid for. The Palace Lord values this Battle of Qing Ying very much. It is not a big deal for Jiang Ming to cultivate it.
"I'll also cultivate it." Miao Cuiling, who suddenly spoke, had a smug look on her face. Her words immediately filled the eyes of the other disciples with envy and jealousy.
Hearing Jiang Ming's words, Fang Qianxing and the others also revealed joyful expressions. It seemed that they were quite confident in the Heaven Rank Divine Technique that Jiang Ming was about to use.
Ding Yan, who was also on the main seat, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the joyful Fang Qianxing. He thought to himself, "It seems that the Heaven Rank Divine Technique that the Chamber of Commerce bought is more powerful than the Mirage Saint Palace's Heaven Rank Divine Technique. But don't be happy too early."
High up in the sky, when Jiang Ming's strength reached its limit, his hands began to form seals. His palms actually glowed with a faint green light, and a tyrannical aura spread out.
"It's really the God Destroying Demon Heart Palm." Xiao Chen's face revealed a faint smile.
"Such powerful strength!" Zhao Yuxi was stunned and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. The other disciples also paled under the pressure of the tyrannical aura because of their low cultivation.
"Heaven Rank Divine Technique! God Destroying Demon Heart Palm! "
As his shout fell, a tyrannical power gathered in his palm. Jiang Ming blasted out a palm, and a green palm print several feet in size broke through the air. The sound of the wind was slightly sharp, and wherever it passed, the space squirmed slightly, like ripples on the surface of the sea.
Feeling the tyrannical power, the faces of the people below the square changed greatly.
"The power of the God Destroying Demon Heart Palm is indeed shocking!" The people below the stage exclaimed, and their eyes widened as they focused on the energy palm print.
"As expected of a Heaven Rank Divine Technique. Its power is comparable to a Yellow Rank Saint Technique." A trace of amazement flashed through her beautiful eyes. Cai Yun was also surprised, and her pretty face was slightly dazed. She finally had the chance to see the power of the Heaven Rank Divine Technique.
"Boom!"
"Pu pu!"
The two tyrannical energies collided, and a thunderous explosion rang out. Both of their faces changed at the same time. Their faces paled, and they spat out blood at the same time. Both of them were injured by the other's power.
"How … How is this possible? Even after I consumed so much of his Saint Qi, his Heaven Rank Divine Technique still has such power! " The moment he spat out blood, his heart trembled. Song Tianliang couldn't believe what he was seeing. He was secretly rejoicing that he had used up some of Jiang Ming's energy. Otherwise, he would have definitely been defeated.
Although Song Tianliang had been injured by Jiang Ming's strange attack, it didn't affect his strength at all. He was still at the peak of his strength. If he used a heaven-ranked divine technique, he would definitely be able to heavily injure Jiang Ming, who had consumed a lot of his strength. However, Jiang Ming was still able to injure him. From this, one could see how powerful the heaven-ranked divine technique Jiang Ming used was.
The smiles on the faces of Zhao Yuxi and the others froze. They were secretly anxious. Jiang Ming was the trump card of the Qinglan Saint Palace and was the key to victory or defeat.
Jiang Ming's injury undoubtedly brought an inexplicable pressure to the Qinglan Saint Palace. All the disciples were incomparably nervous, and their palms were sweating.
"Song Tianliang's injury isn't light. He won't be able to hold on for much longer!" Fang Qian Xing muttered happily in his heart. He still maintained a bright smile on his face.
"Song Tianliang, it seems that the heaven-ranked divine technique of the Qinglan Saint Palace is still more powerful." Jiang Ming's face was also filled with joy and pride. He was still able to injure Song Tianliang even after consuming a lot of his strength.
Song Tianliang struggled to hold on. He had no intention of giving up. His face was extremely gloomy. He never expected that the heaven-ranked divine technique auctioned by the Qinglan Saint Palace would be so powerful.
"Song Tianliang, you've lost!" While feeling happy and proud, Jiang Ming slightly retracted his palm. Immediately, he pushed it out again. His strength had actually increased by a few notches.
"Hehe, Jiang Ming, don't be happy too early!" A smug and hideous smile suddenly appeared on his pale face. With a wave of his right hand, he actually took out another upper grade spiritual weapon. It was a fiery red bead. Song Tianliang's strength skyrocketed again.
"This is …" Seeing that magical weapon, Jiang Ming's face suddenly changed. His pitch-black eyes flashed with fear.
"That guy actually has an upper grade spiritual weapon!" The expressions of the disciples of the Qinglan Saint Palace changed again, and they all sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Devouring Bead!" Below, the expressions of Fang Qianxing and the three elders changed drastically. Fury flickered in their eyes as they simultaneously swept their gazes towards Ding Yan.
"You don't have the strength to resist anymore, right?" Seeing Jiang Ming's frightened expression, Song Tianliang became even more proud.
"Bastard!" Song Tianliang's strength increased rapidly. Jiang Ming could no longer hold on. His face was twisted, and he looked extremely strained. He could not help but curse.
"Boom!"
"Puff!"
The two tyrannical forces collided with each other. As Song Tianliang took out another upper grade spiritual weapon, his strength doubled in the blink of an eye. The two forces suddenly exploded, and the explosion energy ripples blasted in the direction of Jiang Ming. Jiang Ming's face instantly turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His body flew out like a kite with a broken string.
"Senior Jiang!"
"Eldest Senior Brother!"
The disciples of the Qinglan Saint Palace shouted in shock. The thing they did not want to see the most had happened. Their faces were ashen.
"He won by strength, but lost by magic weapon." Below the stage, Master Qian Xing sighed and said lightly.
"It turns out to be Palace Master Ding's magic weapon. It can increase one's strength for half an hour. This battle is really exciting, but it's a pity." A faint smile appeared on her pretty face, and Cai Yun chuckled.
"Palace Master Ding, you are really generous. You even lent your magic weapon to a disciple for a temporary battle." Fang Qian Xing's face twitched, and he glared at Ding Yan angrily, sarcastically.
Hearing this, a smile appeared on his face. Glancing at Fang Qian Xing, Ding Yan smiled and said, "Didn't Palace Master Fang also teach Jiang Ming the God Destroying Demon Heart Palm?"
"A loss is a loss. It can only be said that Palace Master Fang was not prepared." An Elder of the Mirage Saint Palace laughed. As long as Jiang Ming was defeated, there was no doubt that the Mirage Saint Palace would win.
"You!" Fang Qian Xing's face twitched again, and his heart was filled with rage. However, he did not know how to refute.
Song Tianliang did not violate the rules, and Jiang Ming was seriously injured. His Saint Qi was exhausted, and he could no longer fight. The outcome was clear.
Seeing Jiang Ming fall to the ground outside the square, Wang Jian rushed out as if he was flying, caught Jiang Ming, and put him down steadily.
"Jiang Ming, you lost." High up in the sky, the smile on Song Tianliang's face became brighter as he laughed triumphantly.
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Jiang Ming's pale face, as if he was not depressed by the loss at all.
"I won with strength, and you only won with magic weapons. It depends on how you interpret it. There is nothing to be proud of." Taking a deep breath, Jiang Ming suppressed the churning blood in his body and smiled.
"A loss is a loss. This is just an excuse for the weak to cover up." Song Tianliang sneered, not caring about Jiang Ming's words. In his view, as long as the Mirage Saint Palace won, he did not care about the process, only the result.
Shaking his head slightly, Jiang Ming did not say anything more. With Wang Jian's help, he walked towards the disciples of the Green Mist Saint Palace.
Jiang Ming's defeat made the disciples of the Green Mist Saint Palace depressed. With the Green Mist Saint Palace Lord defeated, the next battle would undoubtedly increase the pressure on the Green Mist Saint Palace.
Many of the upper echelons shook their heads secretly. They thought that Jiang Ming would win such an exciting battle, but Song Tianliang turned the tables. As long as the Mirage Saint Palace won one more battle, the Green Mist Saint Palace would lose. Other than Jiang Ming, they did not seem to be optimistic about the other disciples.
Even if Miao Cuiling won, the Green Mist Saint Palace would not be able to produce a Saint King disciple for the third disciple. One had to know that the third disciple of the Mirage Saint Palace was also an Early Saint King. …
The second battle was between Miao Cuiling and Fu Hai. Both of them were Early-stage Saint Kings. Miao Cuiling's petite figure stood on the square and immediately drew cheers from the crowd. Her beautiful face was a feast for the eyes of all the men present.
Although Miao Cuiling's beauty was not as good as Cai Yun's, Miao Cuiling's elegant temperament was not comparable to Cai Yun's. If they were to really compare, they each had their own merits. Miao Cuiling was a pure and elegant beauty, while Cai Yun was a mature and charming beauty.
One had to admit that the battle between the two was very exciting. Although Miao Cuiling was a woman, she was also a genius disciple of the Green Mist Saint Palace. Her combat strength was extremely strong, and her strength was comparable to Fu Hai's.
However, because she was a woman, she was not as strong as a man in terms of strength. After a bitter battle, she was at a disadvantage.
Even Miao Cuiling found it difficult to defeat Fu Hai's opponent. This made everyone in the Green Mist Saint Palace even more anxious. If Miao Cuiling was defeated, the Green Mist Saint Palace would lose.
Fortunately, at the last moment, Miao Cuiling used the God Destroying Demon Heart Palm and severely injured Fu Hai. Both of them could not fight anymore because they had exhausted their Saint Qi, so the battle ended in a draw.
The fact that Miao Cuiling was not defeated allowed the people of the Green Mist Saint Palace to breathe a sigh of relief. However, that was only temporary. The third battle was the most crucial one.
"Palace Master Fang, I wonder who will be fighting in the third battle? It seems that there are no Saint Kings among the disciples of the Green Mist Saint Palace. "In the square, the Mirage Saint Palace's disciple Lu Changqing smiled and said proudly.
"Old Man recommends Xiao Chen." On the main seat, Wei Luan stroked his beard and said lightly.
As soon as Wei Luan's words came out, the whole place fell silent. Pairs of eyes involuntarily swept towards Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen had killed seventy to eighty guards of the Liu Family by himself. Although they did not know Xiao Chen's cultivation base, this fact alone was enough to make people not dare to underestimate him.
"The Green Mist Saint Palace really sent him to fight in the end." A seductive smile appeared on Cai Yun's pretty face. She seemed to have expected this.
Everyone present was also looking forward to Xiao Chen's fight. They all wanted to know what Xiao Chen's cultivation base was. However, Liu Chengfeng's next words made everyone's expression change drastically.
"Xiao Chen himself has said that he is not a disciple of the Qinglan Holy Palace. Since he is not, then he is not qualified to fight!" Liu Chengfeng glanced at Xiao Chen with his cold eyes and said in a slightly sinister tone.
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