1067: C1067 Ghost Saint Puppet

C1067 Ghost Saint Puppet

A thin man walked out from behind Qiu Jiu.

The man was silent and did not smile. He also looked shorter. However, other than Qiu Jiu, no one else dared to look down on him. There was even a trace of fear in their eyes.

"Chou Ming is the most capable one amongst Jiu Ye's men, and he is an Eight Star Ghost Saint. I heard that there are quite a few Nine Star Saint Rank Expert warriors who died in his hands."

"Chou Ming attacked. That kid will die for sure!"

The skinny man called Chou Ming slowly raised his slightly lowered head. There was no emotion in his dull eyes.

Huhuhu...

Huhuhu...

Strands of black Nether Ghost Qi were accompanied by a chilly wind as they howled like ghosts. The chilly wind even turned into ghosts that were flying around randomly, revealing their ferocious faces.

"Hmph!" Zhan Tianming snorted disdainfully, "What Ghost Saint? It's just a puppet."

Qiu Jiu's expression changed slightly when he heard this.

Although Chou Ming was his slave in name, his true identity... He was indeed just a puppet, but it was refined using their enemy's most unique puppet technique. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to detect it, even many Emperor Level expert. However, it was only the first time they saw it. How could they?

Could it be that this brat in front of him had already spied on his enemies?

Otherwise, it was impossible for him to know so clearly.

"Kid, who on earth are you?" Qiu Jiu asked in a deep voice.

He felt that Zhan Tianming was probably here for him.

"You don't have the right to know." Zhan Tianming said in a deep voice.

"Dammit! Is this kid crazy?"

"Humph! Who does he think he is? Jiu Ye is Martial Monarch Expert. If he doesn't even have the right to know about Jiu Ye, doesn't that mean he is a Semi-tao Stage?"

" Him? How could he be a Semi-tao Stage... "

" All of you shut up! " Qiu Jiu shouted in a deep voice, instantly shutting the mouths of all the people behind him. They were so scared that they were trembling with fear, and didn't dare to say another word.

If it was any other time, Qiu Jiu would be very willing to listen to these flattering words, but now, he was very annoyed.

A Five-star Martial Saint brat's current behavior was really too strange.

How could he be so calm in the face of his One Star Martial Overlord aura?

That shouldn't be the case!

Unless, this brat had hidden his strength. It wasn't some Five-star Martial Saint, but a mighty expert with absolute strength that could kill him.

Perhaps, he really was a Semi-tao Stage warrior?

But...

Judging from the bone age of this kid, he was definitely only around 20 years old. At this age, how could he possibly reach the Semi-tao Stage? Furthermore, the Quintessential Essence Fluctuations on his body was clearly visible. He was just a brat with a Five-star Martial Saint, although he was so young. However, this had nothing to do with the Semi-tao Stage.

Qiu Jiu's mind was filled with countless thoughts, and he couldn't figure it out.

However, as a Martial Overlord, even if he had just broken through to the Martial Monarch Stage not long ago, he still had his pride.

"Hmph! Brat, don't try to act mysterious in front of me. Fight with your life on the line!"

Hu!

Just as Qiu Jiu's voice faded, Chou Ming had already rushed forward.

That figure was like a ghost, appearing in front of Zhan Tianming. His right hand turned into a claw, and he thrust it forward.

* Chi La! *

Five claw marks were left in the void.

Zhan Tianming didn't dodge or give way. He threw out a punch with his right hand.

Bang!

The fist hit the center of the claw, and Chou Ming was sent flying 30 meters away. His feet left two marks on the ground, and in the end, he took a few more steps back before he could regain his balance.

But in the next moment, Chou Ming's figure turned into a mass of ghostly mist, and he rushed towards Zhan Tianming with a whistling sound.

The ghostly mist that blotted out the sky and covered the sun was like a roaring black sea. Just the Soul Force alone could send a chill down one's spine.

Hu...

In just a split second, the ghost fog had reached a height of fifteen meters. If it wasn't for the special environment in Buried Sky Mountain Range, it was very normal for the ghost fog to sweep up to three hundred meters. Right after that, the ghost fog violently smashed towards Zhan Tianming who was below.

* Hong Long...... *

Rumble...

Before the ghost mist even descended, the void already shook endlessly.

Looking at the ghost fog, Zhan Tianming's expression didn't change, and he struck out with his right palm.

"Latent Dragon Do Not Use!"

"Two dragons fetch water!"

"Roar! Roar!"

In an instant, the water vapor in the air was sucked dry, forming two water tornadoes. The tornadoes roared and extended into the ghost fog, sucking it in.

"Wu..."

Chou Ming let out an ear-piercing ghost howl as he struggled fiercely.

Chi La!

The ghost mist was torn apart, leaving at least half of it wrapped up by the waterspout, while the other half pounced on Zhan Tianming while baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.

"Humph!" Zhan Tianming let out a soft snort.

With a whoosh, his hands formed a palm and interlocked with each other in front of his chest.

Baked, bashed...

Baked and bashed...

A dark golden Helminthiasis suddenly appeared, rising endlessly.

Zhan Tianming formed a finger with his sword and casually slashed out.1

Hong!

A sharp flame sword energy met Chou Ming's attack and instantly entered his body. Immediately, the flame expanded and turned Chou Ming into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Following the death of his original body, the broken body that was caught by the two water tornadoes was also shredded into pieces in an instant.

In a few breaths, another person was killed.

The Saint Rank Expert who were following behind Qiu Jiu felt a chill in their hearts. It was as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, especially when they sensed that it was ___ who was looking at them. They clearly knew that Zhan Tianming wouldn't be able to see them. But... A wave of cold unconsciously assaulted their bodies, and some of them couldn't help but take a step back.

Too powerful!

Zhan Tianming's power had completely exceeded their expectations.

He had killed the Five Star Saint with two moves, and had killed the Eight Star Ghost Saint with three moves. This was comparable to Qiu Jiu.

Moreover, from the beginning to the end, this guy's Quintessential Essence Fluctuations had been maintained in the Five-star Martial Saint. How did he do it?

Even though they had seen it with their own eyes, they still couldn't believe it.

At this moment, Qiu Jiu's eyes were filled with hatred and anger.

"Bastard!"

Qiu Jiu furiously stared at Zhan Tianming. The imposing manner on his body suddenly increased dramatically. His blood and Qi were soaring to the sky, and his aura was piercingly cold. It forced the Saint Level Cultivator behind him to take a few steps back. Zhan Tianming, who bore the brunt of the attack, was still standing in his original position, standing proudly. It was as if he was standing on a towering mountain that didn't fall to the ground.

Long Hai couldn't bear the pressure from Emperor Level expert, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

He furrowed his brows tightly.

"Qiu Jiu has already aroused his killing intent. Brother Zhan, he... Sigh... Brother Zhan, although you are the number one genius of Eight Realms Battle, but..."

Long Hai shook his head.

He knew very well that the gap between Emperor Level expert and the Saint realm was like the gap between heaven and earth.

This time, Zhan Tianming was truly in danger.

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