"Bang!"
With a blur of his arm, Liu Ming clenched his fist and struck out into the void, instantly causing a burst of black fist shadows near the stone pillar.
The seemingly empty space undulated for a moment!
A semi-transparent lizard-like Demonic Beast materialized out of nowhere and, under the immense force of the fist shadow, leaped involuntarily backwards, landing in the open space between Liu Ming and Han Li, hissing menacingly as it glared at Liu Ming, opening its mouth to flicker two long, thorn-covered black tongues.
Han Li looked at the Demonic Beast before him, his face extremely grim. If it weren't for Liu Ming's timely strike, even if he could have saved his own life, he would have been seriously injured.
This made the always arrogant young man become enraged after his initial shock.
"Die!"
With a flick of his sleeve, the young man revealed a short ruler, which he fiercely brought down towards the void in front of him.