Liu Ming's body shook, and the black mist around him suddenly thickened. As the mist tumbled, two pitch-black mist dragons and a mist tiger coalesced out of thin air, enveloping his figure within.
"Puff puff" sounds followed in quick succession!
As soon as the grey sword threads pierced into the black mist, they were immediately entwined by the phantoms of the dragons and tiger, which then devoured them whole, making them disappear without a trace.
Seeing this, Luo Geng's expression turned unsightly. With an angry shout, he rapidly struck out more than a dozen magical hand seals with his hands whirling like a windmill.
The grey sword light suddenly swelled several times in response to the wind and in a flash, transformed into the phantom of a huge wolf. Its menacing eyes flashed, and it pounced towards Liu Ming down below.
"Sword Qi taking form?"