Chapter 1845: Jiang Ming Vs. Song Tianliang

The playful smile disappeared, and a hint of ferocity was raised. When the holy energy in the body was activated, the soles of the feet suddenly stepped on the ground, and the body was suspended, one meter above the ground. Pretty strange.

The power of the holy yuan was quickly activated, and when the palm was flipped, Jiang Ming's huge palm unexpectedly appeared out of thin air. Wind attribute energy wind whirlpool, when he waved his hand, the wind whirlpool instantly expanded, and swept out like a small tornado. Wherever it passed, the square The dust on the ground was absorbed in one after another, with a fierce momentum.

The gust of wind was approaching, and under the pressure of the strong wind, the speed of Song Tianliang, who was rushing towards him, slowed down significantly. Although the momentum was fierce, Song Tianliang could not be hurt, but his eyes could not be opened.

Seeing this, the eyes of the onlookers suddenly lit up, and they secretly marveled at Jiang Ming's quick response.

On the main seat, Fang Qianxing and the three elders also nodded in satisfaction, with a smile on their faces.

"Cunning bastard!" Cursed in his heart, Song Tianliang covered his eyes with his arms to guard against Jiang Ming's surprise attack.

At the same time, the soles of his feet stepped on the ground fiercely, and Jiang Ming rushed up at the same speed, with a dangerous arc drawn on his face, his figure swayed quickly from side to side, like a carp in water, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the right side of Song Tianliang, and directly The fist went up.

"Hmph!" Sensing Jiang Ming's attack, Song Tianliang snorted coldly, turned his body over forcibly, moved up one meter out of thin air, and skillfully avoided Jiang Ming's punch.

"The center of gravity is not on your feet, you are a living target!" A sneer was drawn from the corner of his mouth, and the soles of his feet touched the ground again. Jiang Ming's figure soared into the sky, and his knees full of tyrannical strength slammed into Song Tianliang's back fiercely. There was a faint blue light on the knees, and the attack was fierce and merciless.

Looking down at Jiang Ming with squinting eyes, his complexion changed slightly, his dark eyes flashed fiercely, Song Tianliang suddenly turned over forcefully, and moved forward with both hands.

"boom!"

Jiang Ming, who was soaring into the sky, had strong strength in his knees, and with a muffled bang, he hit between Song Tianliang's palms. The strong force, with a strong momentum, sent Song Tianliang to a height of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye.

"Okay!" Gaining the upper hand at the beginning, the disciples of Qinglan Shenggong applauded excitedly and cheered.

"Not bad, not bad." The smile on his face increased a bit, Great Elder Meng Fei nodded and smiled in satisfaction, and many people were also amazed at Jiang Ming's strength.

"Although Jiang Ming has the upper hand, Song Tianliang has not suffered any real damage, and his reaction ability is extremely strong. With the help of Jiang Ming's power,

By keeping the distance, they have already avoided Jiang Ming's attack range. As expected of genius disciples, both of them are quite good. Zhang Qingyun nodded and smiled, expressing his satisfaction.

High above the sky, the slightly cold eyes stared at Jiang Ming, clasped his hands together, twisted, and rattled, Song Tianliang said lightly: "The strength is quite strong, no wonder you are so confident."

His eyes were serious, but he didn't show it. There was a smile on his face, and Jiang Ming smiled slightly: "Aren't you too?"

"In order to win, the Qinglan Sacred Palace will definitely pass on the Heavenly Rank Divine Art that was auctioned at the Chamber of Commerce to Jiang Ming for training. Jiang Ming is not weak, so he should not underestimate the enemy."

Recalling what Ding Yan said in his mind, Song Tianliang frowned slightly. Jiang Ming's strength is indeed not weak, and it is not so easy to win.

"His Heaven-level Divine Art must be kept at the end as a trump card. First consume his Saint Yuan, and then the power of the Heaven-level Divine Art will be greatly reduced." Song Tianliang muttered in his heart, and a look of difficulty appeared on Song Tianliang's face. A perceptible smirk.

"Huh?" Sensing the sinister smile on Song Tianliang's face and frowning slightly, Xiao Chen hummed in his heart, as if he had sensed something.

"Jiang Ming, come on, show some real skills." Li Likong suddenly waved to Jiang Ming, Song Tianliang provocatively said, his appearance was extremely arrogant.

"Snapped!"

His hands were clasped together suddenly, with a crisp sound, the fire attribute power was quickly activated in the body, and the tyrannical fire attribute power spewed out, and the momentum soared rapidly.

"Mysterious Divine Art! Myriad Profound Fire!"

With a loud shout in his heart, the fire-attribute power gushing out of his body suddenly soared. At this moment, within a few meters of Jiang Ming's body, dozens of fireballs as thick as buckets condensed out of thin air, and the temperature of the space instantly increased.

"Shhhhhh!"

Song Tianliang, with fierce eyes, changed his gestures quickly, and the fireball suspended around his body shot out ferociously. The power was so powerful that there were waves of oppressive wind sounds. Wherever he passed, the space was filled with heat, like dream.

Although it is a mysterious art, but when it is cast from Jiang Ming's hands, its power is quite tyrannical, and panic appears on the faces of all the disciples.

Seeing Jiang Ming cast a spell, Song Tianliang smiled even more. Facing Jiang Ming's attack, Song Tianliang actually chose to dodge, his figure flashed quickly, dodging fireball attacks one after another.

"Jiang Ming, the attack speed should be faster." Song Tianliang provocatively avoided the fireball easily.

"What is he doing? At the same level of cultivation, there's no need to avoid the opponent's attack, right?" Zhao Yuxi muttered, frowning slightly, with some doubts in his heart.

"It's probably because he wants to consume Jiang Ming's Saint Yuan power." Xiao Chen said calmly with his hands folded on his chest, looking at the sky indifferently.

"What? Consumption?" Hearing Xiao Chen's words, his expression changed drastically, Zhao Yuxi lost his voice, and became even more nervous.

The ferocious eyes stared at Song Tianliang who was dodging. Seeing the latter's provocative appearance, the blood vessels on his face swelled up one by one, and the blood agitated, Jiang Ming was furious.

The Saint Yuan power in the body was frantically mobilized, and the tyrannical fire attribute power was even more tyrannical. Jiang Ming waved his hand suddenly, and the fireball quickly condensed to attack wildly. Compared with before, the fireball was more powerful and faster.

On the main seat, Ding Yan's originally indifferent face finally showed a faint smile.

"Let's attack, keep attacking." The smile on his face became stronger, Song Tianliang said ecstatically, his figure kept flickering, avoiding the fireball's attack, a large number of fireballs flew to the distance, and they all dispersed.

Jiang Ming's crazy attack consumed a huge amount of Saint Yuan power in his body, but there was a faint evil smile on his face, as if he didn't care about the consumption of Saint Yuan power.

Two minutes later, as Song Tianliang kept avoiding, Jiang Ming suddenly stopped attacking.

"Mysterious Divine Art! The Hand of the Wind Blade!"

He stopped attacking, his body stagnated slightly, and the wind attribute power in his body exploded again. Jiang Ming swung his arm, and in the blink of an eye, his arm was covered by the tyrannical wind attribute power, forming a wind blade. With a low shout in his heart, he suddenly kicked Step on the void and rush up.

"The power has indeed weakened a lot." He secretly smugly looked at Jiang Ming who was rushing towards him playfully, and Song Tianliang said with a contemptuous smile: "Jiang Ming, you are doomed. You have consumed so much power. Can you defeat me? You underestimate the enemy."

"You are the one who underestimated the enemy!" With a cold shout, the fierceness in his eyes became even more fierce. With the help of the wind attribute, Jiang Ming's speed was significantly increased by three points.

"Mysterious grade divine art! Taiyi Xuanshield!"

A playful sneer appeared on his face, and he shouted loudly in his heart. Song Tianliang clasped his palms together, and quickly condensed a purple energy shield in front of him, which was a full three feet in size.

"Peng!"

The powerful wind blade arm slashed down fiercely, with a muffled thunderous explosion, and slashed hard on the energy shield, but unfortunately it failed to shake the energy shield, not even a single crack.

"Jiang Ming, with your current strength, you can use the Mysterious Divine Art, but you won't be able to hurt me." Song Tianliang stared at Jiang Ming with playful eyes, and Song Tianliang sneered slightly, his complacency was undisguised.

"I know you were consuming my strength just now." I thought Jiang Ming would show a dignified or worried expression, but there was a sinister smile on Jiang Ming's face.

His complexion changed slightly, seeing Jiang Ming's sinister smile, Song Tianliang immediately understood that when he was plotting against Jiang Ming, Jiang Ming was also plotting against him.

"Would I really be wasting my power for nothing? Did the fireball just disappear?" The sinister smile on his face grew a bit, and Jiang Ming smiled evilly.

"What?" Song Tianliang's face suddenly changed when he heard the words, and a sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

As soon as Jiang Ming's blow was blocked, his body quickly retreated, his fingers moved strangely, at this moment, a large number of fireballs that had disappeared, unexpectedly appeared in front of Song Tianliang's energy shield out of thin air.

"Not good!" His pupils shrank sharply, Song Tianliang's heart shook, and cold sweat broke out.

"boom!"

"Crack!"

"puff!"

There were not a huge number of fireballs, but they had already condensed into a huge fireball several feet high. With a loud bang, it hit the energy shield, and the energy shield instantly shattered. The tyrannical fire-attributed power caused Song Tianliang to spurt out a mouthful of blood. The figure flew out.

"As expected of a genius disciple, amazing."

"It's not easy!"

"This trick is beautiful!"

Jiang Ming's surprising move made the eyes of the crowd of onlookers brighten, and they all praised him.

All the disciples of Qinglan Sacred Palace cheered, but the upper management of Phantom Sacred Palace and the two disciples were secretly anxious, all sweating for Song Tianliang.

"Master Ding, it seems that my senior disciple of Qinglan Sacred Palace is stronger." On the main seat, it was hard to hide his joy, Fang Qianxing looked at Ding Yan and smiled happily, but couldn't help standing up and clapping his hands .

The slightly pale face was extremely gloomy, the eyes flashed with cold and murderous aura, and he frantically urged Sheng Yuan with all his strength, and with a flick of his heart, a jade pendant emitting light blue light flashed, which was high-grade spiritual energy, and his momentum and strength suddenly increased.

"Heaven-level divine art! Phantom Extreme Wind Slash!"

After the shout fell, Song Tianliang waved his hand viciously, and a blue energy slash with a size of several feet charged towards Jiang Ming like a lightning bolt with a momentum as powerful as a bamboo, with astonishing power.

"Heavenly Rank Divine Art!" Everyone below exclaimed, holding their breath, their eyes enlarged.

"Good time! Just let me try the power of the Heavenly Rank Divine Art!" Jiang Ming shouted, and as he waved his hand, a Dao Talisman appeared out of thin air. fear.