Li Yun’s attack speed beca faster and faster, the Fire Palm left countless afterimages in the air, with bursts of explosions resonating through the air.
Poof!
Taking advantage of a misstep, his figure flashed, and Li Yun instantly appeared in front of Leng Wuyan, striking a palm directly at Leng Wuyan’s chest. Leng Wuyan’s body flew backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his robe fluttering as his face turned grim.
Although Leng Wuyan didn’t want to believe it, he still understood that even though he had broken through to the True Dao Realm, he was still no match for Li Yun.
Swish!
Using the force of the rebound, Leng Wuyan employed his lightweight skill, his body transforming into a concentrated gust of wind, instantly becoming a black dot and disappearing from Li Yun’s sight.
Li Yun did not pursue, but stood there with a sullen face, feeling an urgent unease. Outside the Celestial Fla Secret Realm, opportunities were scarce, making it extrely difficult for other geniuses of the Great Yan Kingdom to make progress, hence the five of them could maintain their reputation as geniuses.
However, at this mont within the Celestial Fla Secret Realm, as long as luck was on their side, anyone could enhance their strength through opportunities, and the five of them could be surpassed at any ti.
Just like Leng Wuyan, originally in the Great Yan Kingdom, if he struck with full force, the opponent wouldn’t be able to withstand even a single move. But now, in just two and a half days, the opponent had broken through to the True Dao Realm. Even if he struck with full force, it would take dozens of moves to defeat him.
This wasn’t his biggest concern though. His greatest worry was that one of the five great geniuses might break through to the True Dao Realm. If that happened, the era of the five great geniuses would be completely over.
Swish!
"Transcendence Fruit! I must find it quickly!"
Li Yun could no longer afford to continue searching for Chu Ming. He just wanted to find the Transcendence Fruit as quickly as possible. His body slowly turned into a black dot and disappeared from where he stood.
.....
Chu Ming was quietly cultivating with his eyes closed outside the cave. At a certain mont, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance.
He saw two figures, one blue and one red, rapidly approaching him. The air was chaotic, and in an instant, they appeared before him, the air reeking of cold killing intent.
Cyan Nether Mountain’s Spirit Ghost Child! Burning Fire Valley’s Duan Fang!
Blue Red Sword in hand, Chu Ming cautiously watched the two, his gaze slightly grave. His body suddenly shot forward, moving the battlefield away from the cave.
"Spirit Ghost brother, let’s join forces to kill Chu Ming. In the end, who actually kills him will depend on our own abilities."
Duan Fang’s hair was unkempt, but his eyes were exceptionally bright. A tiny fla flickered in his eyes, and the fiery aura around him was extrely intense. He carried a blood-red long saber on his back, with flas flickering on it, yet not touching his clothes at all.
"Agreed!"
Spirit Ghost Child, dwarf-like with a face that seed to be smiling yet not, had pitch-black eyes like an abyss from hell. Tendrils of dark energy enveloped his body as he looked at Chu Ming in the distance, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes.
The reason the two of them had gone through so much trouble to find Chu Ming in the Celestial Fla Secret Realm was because of the sect’s substantial bounty.
Buzz buzz buzz!
Chu Ming’s robe fluttered, and the tip of the Blue Red Sword in his hand vibrated continuously. Tiny points of sword light flickered at the tip, tearing through the space.
"Chu Ming, you should surrender. We can leave your body intact!"
Duan Fang said, and as he spoke, the distance between the three was less than a hundred ters. In just a split second, the two could reach Chu Ming. Without answering, Chu Ming slashed his sword.
Swish!
A sharp sword light sliced through the air, transforming into a massive wave of sword qi, absorbing all the spiritual power around. The night fell silent!
Clang!
At the critical mont, the blood-red long saber on Duan Fang’s back suddenly unsheathed, and the fla saber light illuminated the surrounding space completely. The two collided, sending shockwaves sweeping through the air.
After one strike, Spirit Ghost Child and Duan Fang flanked Chu Ming from the left and right, moving like two dazzling auroras. The hundred-ter distance was covered in an instant.
"Fla Saber!"
Duan Fang’s blood-red long saber in his hand danced wildly, a series of scorching flas leaping upon it. Countless flas sprang forth, transforming into thousands of fire blades slashing at Chu Ming. Instantly, the sky and earth brightened, as if they were about to be cleaved in half.
"Ghost Swallow!"
The cultivation technique Spirit Ghost Child used was entirely different from usual techniques. Once activated, countless ferocious black mists ford around him, within which it seed vengeful spirits were roaring. Several white phantom figures darted out, heading straight for Chu Ming.
"It looks a bit like a soul attack," Chu Ming thought as he observed Spirit Ghost Child’s attack thod.
Two attacks descended instantly. The two’s figures shifted behind their attacks, ready to deliver a strike to Chu Ming together.
At the mont the two attacks arrived, Chu Ming gently tapped the ground with his toe, his body leaping and splitting into nine, scattering in nine directions mid-air.
Poof poof poof.....
Duan Fang’s fla blade struck and shattered five phantoms instantly, turning them into specks of light. However, the remaining four phantoms escaped the attack range of the fla blade. Rocks splintered, and a five or six-ter-long saber mark appeared nacingly on the ground.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The white phantom figures descended, causing Chu Ming’s soul power to ripple. Then, a strand of soul power transford into a sharp light and fiercely ramd into them.
Bang bang bang!
The white phantom figures were all shattered by Chu Ming’s soul power attack, leaving a wave of soul power rippling out.
"As I thought!"
The four phantom figures rged into one, and Chu Ming’s figure erged. Before he could catch his breath, he saw Spirit Ghost Child and Duan Fang had already reached him.
Clang clang clang!
Chu Ming swiftly wielded his sword, forming a dense web of sword light in front of him. Countless sword lights danced, like the intricate and unpredictable movents of an antelope’s horns, always able to completely block the attacks of Duan Fang and Spirit Ghost Child.
If he hadn’t absorbed the Black and White Fruit, Duan Fang and Spirit Ghost Child would likely have killed him within three or four moves. But after absorbing the Black and White Fruit, Chu Ming’s strength had increased substantially, no less than the two, and his soul power was too strong, always able to combine his spiritual power perfectly, without wasting a bit.
Poof poof poof.....
Chu Ming struck out with his sword, shattering all of Duan Fang’s saber auras, turning them into void. Duan Fang’s body was shattered by the sword, but it was just an afterimage. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Chu Ming.
An astonishing fla aura brewed on Duan Fang’s long saber, forming a horrifying fla storm. The surrounding air evaporated instantly, the vapors dried up, and the spiritual power boiled.
"Fire Blood Sky-breaking Saber!"
Duan Fang’s right fingertip suddenly broke, and drops of scarlet blood slowly gathered in the air, forming a blood bead the size of a mung bean. The blood bead shattered, rging with the saber aura, and the sword intent surged instantly.
This saber strike was Duan Fang’s peak gathering. With it, he had once killed a martial artist at the peak of the True Dao Second Layer, though the martial artist was only an ordinary one in the martial world.
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