"What are you doing! Why don't you attack quickly!"
Zhao Zhiyu shouted loudly.
But the grimace didn't dare to move an inch.
Zhao Zhiyu's face was as gloomy as ink. He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood essence. The blood essence blended into his grimace, turning the black mist into blood mist.
This is the secret technique to activate the corpse puppet, which can strengthen the host's control over the corpse puppet.
But the reality is.
"Hiss—" Ghostface still didn't dare to move. No matter how Zhao Zhiyu manipulated him, he didn't dare to take a step forward.
"Don't waste your efforts. You should be glad that this corpse puppet is weak and did not retain its original soul. Otherwise, it would have backfired on its host by now."
Tang Ming said with a faint smile and at the same time flicked his fingers.
Phew! A wisp of dark energy floated out from the crack.
Just hearing a 'bang' sound, the corpse puppet exploded into black mist and was swallowed up by the underworld energy.
"This is impossible!"
Zhao Zhiyu's eyes widened, but soon, a sense of fear suddenly came from the depths of his soul.
Because that weak wisp of ghost energy continued to float toward him.
The speed is very slow, but it contains some kind of energy, locking him directly and leaving him with no way to retreat.
"What the hell!"
Zhao Zhiyu controlled the black mist around him, and the black mist rolled forward, but was instantly melted and swallowed like an ice cube falling into molten lava.
The dark energy is still slowly drifting over.
Zhao Zhiyu was so frightened that his pupils constricted and goosebumps bulged all over his body. He turned around and ran away without the slightest intention to fight.
"I'm just thinking about running now, is it too late?"
Tang Ming spoke indifferently and flicked his finger.
Phew! The dark energy suddenly accelerated and shot out directly.
Zhao Zhiyu was shaken all over. The word 'admit defeat' that he was about to shout out was stuck in his throat and he could not utter it. He was frozen in place for half a second.
"Bang——" The black mist exploded, and Zhao Zhiyu turned into a bloody mist.
In the blood mist, a black light condensed and refused to disperse, eventually turning into the face of an old man.
"Who dares to kill my soul seed?"
The old man's face was full of anger, and he looked around the audience with a solemn gaze, and finally looked at Tang Ming.
The old man suddenly showed a sly smile: "Okay, since you can kill my soul seed, you must be strong enough, so you can become a new soul seed."
As he spoke, the old man turned into a black light and shot toward Tang Ming's eyebrows.
"It's interesting, the art of soul splitting?"
"It seems that there are monks at the Golden Core Realm in You Pavilion. Only the Golden Core Realm monks can divide their own souls."
Tang Ming murmured to himself.
As for the remnant soul, he didn't care. Just when the remnant soul flickered and was about to sink into Tang Ming's eyebrows, the previous wisp of dark energy appeared strangely.
"Pure dark energy?"
"Impossible, how can underworld energy exist in the secular world..." The old man's horrified voice sounded, but soon, the voice came suddenly, and the remnant soul was directly swallowed by the underworld energy.
The whole place was dead silent.
The green light in Tang Ming's eyes gradually dissipated, the cracks in the ghost gate beside him also completely closed, the dark energy dissipated, and the lost people in the martial arts hall gradually regained consciousness.
"Um?
finished?"
"What just happened, I suddenly felt stunned."
"Me too, my whole mind is blank."
"What just happened?"
“Where are the Liu family’s thugs?
Tang Xuantian is the only one left in the ring!"
"What's going on..." The ordinary people who woke up looked at each other with confusion on their faces.
The warrior who was able to stay awake just now looked at Tang Ming with a face full of fear and fear.
"Announce the result."
Tang Ming looked at the white-haired old man.
"good."
The white-haired old man looked at him deeply, and then said loudly: "The Liu family's thugs in Anzhou are dead. The winner is Tang Xuantian, and the Wei family alliance will score one point."
Wow! The whole place exploded.
"Why?"
Liu Zhen, the head of the Liu family in Anzhou, shouted angrily: "We don't know what happened just now, where is Zhao Zhiyu?
Why are they missing?"
"Why was it suddenly announced that Tang Xuantian had won?
I suspect that you, Shilong Town, and Tang Xuantian have done some shameful trick to manipulate the arena competition!"
His words were also recognized by many others.
After all, the time just now was too weird, so many people lost their memory at the same time! "Liu Zhen, pay attention to your words!"
The white-haired old man said in a deep voice: "You want evidence, right? Well, I will show it to you!"
He nodded slightly towards the warriors.
After receiving the instructions, these warriors directly turned on the projector next to them and played the video of the previous competition on the big screen. Such a large martial arts hall must have surveillance equipment, and the entire scene just now was recorded.
Including the scene where Zhao Zhiyu’s body was completely gone.
And because it is recorded, ordinary people do not experience the horror of the opening of the ghost door and the underworld energy when watching the video.
But the warrior who was awake felt it.
I still have lingering fears.
On the Wu family side of Dongyang, Qigong master Yuan Zhentong said in a deep voice: "I can testify that Zhao Zhiyu has been killed by Tang Xuantian."
The crowd was in uproar again.
Liu Zhen, in particular, stared blankly for a moment, then his face gradually turned frightened.
Zhao Zhiyu, is he really dead?
If You Ge blames his Liu family for this incident, won't the Liu family suffer the disaster of annihilation?
"Plop -" Liu Zhen felt his whole body go limp and hit the ground hard. The fear in his heart made him break out in cold sweat.
After the surveillance video was played, the evidence from the qigong master was added.
Everyone had to believe it, but Liu Zhen's reaction seemed to them like he couldn't afford to lose.
"Next game."
The white-haired old man continued: "Wei family alliance versus Tianhai Chamber of Commerce, Tang Xuantian, do you want to change?"
"No change."
Tang Ming shook his head slightly.
Then he turned around and looked towards He Tianxiong. After his eyes flickered over him, he finally landed on Zakun.
"Is there any grudge between us?"
Tang Ming frowned and said: "I can feel that you have a strong murderous intention towards me from the beginning. Logically speaking, I have never seen you before."
Zha Kun laughed ferociously: "It doesn't matter if you haven't seen him before. If you kill my junior brother, I will come all the way to kill you. It's only natural and right."
"Who is your junior brother?"
Tang Ming raised his eyebrows: "Explain the matter clearly."
"Tang Xuantian, you are really too arrogant. My junior brother is Wang Hu. You killed him and still pretended not to know. Do you really think that my ghost witch sect is a vegetarian?"
Zakun's eyes were filled with coldness, and his eyes were filled with the ultimate killing intent.
Wang Hu?
Tang Ming thought for a moment and realized that Wang Hu was the martial arts master who attacked Aunt Liu and his wife and was the master of the Tiger Security Group.
"It turns out it was him, and he deserved to die."
Tang Ming lowered his eyes and looked at Zakun: "I'm afraid you don't have the ability to avenge him."
Bang! The chair Zakun was sitting on exploded, and his whole body flew dozens of meters across in an instant, hitting the ring.
Violent riot.
He directly stepped on a crack in the ground.
"My master said that there are countless strange people in China, because your magical powers and secret arts are very powerful. You have just used your magical powers once. Now, you should be at your weakest, right?"
"The reason why you talk so much nonsense to me is just to delay your recovery."
Zha Kun looked at Tang Ming with an evil smile: "Tang Xuantian, am I right?"