Moving to the side of the Holy Master, Qin Ming blasted a fist out of the air, and a large red spiritual dragon flew out, roaring towards the Holy Master who was standing still.
Through the mask, the holy lord just stared faintly at the big dragon that was attacking, without any panic on his face, holding the handle firmly in his hand.
The red dragon, with a hideous face, came to the Holy Lord with a fierce aura, and was about to hit him in the next breath, as if to tear him to pieces.
"Wow..."
The knife in his hand was lifted and put down, and the big red dragon that had just roared dissipated in the air.
As if he had never appeared in this world.
"There are few warriors who use fists, and those who use fists to reach your level are rare, even in ancient times."
The saint put the knife into the ground, empty-handed, slowly, as if walking, and walked to Qin Ming.
"Since you are so dignified, then I will use the way you are good at defeating you and killing you!"
"Put your dignity under your feet and let you know that your so-called dignity is worthless."
After speaking, the Holy Master raised his fist, his sleeves slipped, revealing his dry hand bones.
Unwrapped in flesh and blood, his fist looked thin and disgusting.
But even if he gave up his best weapon and used his fist to deal with himself, Qin Ming's heart was still heavy, without any slack.
"No matter what method is used, it seems that he is not his opponent. It seems that he can only escape."
There is no shame if he can't escape, and he will be ashamed when he becomes the peak of Emperor Wu.
Seeing that Qin Ming seemed to be frightened by himself, the fighting intent in his heart retreated, his eyes were not firm, but he swept around from time to time. The Holy Lord seemed to see Qin Ming's mind.
"Want to escape?"
"You can't escape!"
"The person locked in by my aura has never managed to escape."
After finishing speaking, the holy lord's body was like lightning, flying straight towards Qin Ming, and he was there in no time, and blasted Qin Ming's chest with a punch.
"This speed..."
Looking at the flying holy lord, Qin Ming was shocked and completely gave up the idea of running away.
His speed is too fast, he is not on the same level with himself, wanting to run is just wishful thinking.
No matter whether it is speed or strength, the Holy Lord completely crushes him.
Since he could not escape, Qin Ming gave up all his other thoughts and focused on fighting.
Clenching his fist tightly, he also raised his fist, and blasted away according to the fist bombarded by the Holy Master.
This may be an opportunity. The Holy Lord does not wear gloves on his hands, but he has the magic gloves to help him. If he can break his bones with one blow, it may turn defeat into victory.
"Crack..."
The sound of broken bones came from where the two confronted each other, and Qin Ming flew upside down.
"how is this possible?"
Qin Ming, who fell to the ground, hurriedly took out a perfect heart pill from the space ring and swallowed it, his hand was broken...
"How could your hand be harder than the artifact?" Qin Ming exclaimed in disbelief. The glove in his hand was not only an artifact, but also an exquisite item.
But the Holy Lord used his body to fight against the divine weapon, actually smashing his fist.
"There is nothing impossible, how can a mortal understand the power of God's blood." Seeing the horrified look on Qin Ming's face, the Holy Lord laughed proudly.
"Even if you become Emperor Wu, your physical strength will never catch up with me."
"Do you know why I have no flesh and blood?"
"I have merged my flesh and blood into my bones, and after countless forgings, I have become a body that is harder than an artifact."
"Except for Valkyrie, no one in this world will be my opponent."
"If it weren't for the task of the Holy Spirit, do you think you are qualified to let me do it myself?"
"In this world, there will never be anyone against me."
"Forged the body to be harder than the divine weapon?" Qin Ming muttered to himself. With such a hard body, even if he becomes the peak of Emperor Wu, he cannot be his opponent.
"Bloodline!"
"It must be his blood that brought all this."
"If I become a Valkyrie, what bloodline will I awaken?"
Seeing the power of the bloodline, Qin Ming yearned for the bloodline. Although he was not interested in the bloodline of the scorpion demon power, he was looking forward to the bloodline of his own transformation.
"It's impossible, I won't be a Valkyrie in my life."
Shaking his head, Qin Ming felt a pity in his heart, his eyes fixed on the Holy Lord.
He has planned to die with the Holy Lord.
I hope that the death of the Holy Lord can change the power of the Scorpion Demon and no longer seize the resources of this world.
The Holy Lord didn't know how many years he had lived, and when he saw Qin Ming's eyes, he guessed his thoughts.
"Want to die together?"
"Are you worthy?"
"I just used 50% of my strength, and your bones broke..."
"Too weak, too weak, too weak."
"If you want to die together, you are not qualified."
"Huh..." Qin Ming was not hit, the Holy Master's contempt for him is precisely the weakness he can use.
Lightly tapping his toes, Qin Ming soared up, standing in the void, holding his hands tightly.
Taking a deep breath, he began to swipe endlessly towards the sky.
"The Raptors must be." "The Raptors must be." ... "The Raptors must be."
In an instant, the seven-headed aura dragon flew out of his hand, circled in a circle, and flew in the air.
On the ground, the Holy Lord did not take the opportunity to attack, but watched this scene with interest.
"Hey!"
Qin Ming pressed his hands down, and the seven-headed dragon merged into one, turning into a giant dragon covering the sky.
The entire body of the dragon was fiery red, as if burning, and the body was covered with silver-white armor, intertwined with fiery red spirit.
It flew very fast and arrived in front of the Holy Lord in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the flying dragon, although it looked extremely strong, he was extremely confident in his body, and raised his hand lightly, with a trace of Taoism wandering in it.
"boom……"
The thin fist touched the sky-covering dragon, without any flesh and blood bones, just like a needle, easily piercing the dragon.
The holy lord stood in place safe and sound, without any broken corners.
"The Raptors must be!"
The dragon was completely shattered, and the figure of Qin Ming appeared. His purple fist exuded an inflated spiritual energy, and his eyes blasted against the head of the Holy Master with a decisive, infinite blow.
In Qin Ming's eyes, there was nothing, all his mind was placed on the head of the Holy Lord.
He didn't believe that the Holy Lord had a hard body like a divine weapon, without any weakness.
He had hit his body, it was as hard as a divine weapon, even if he tried his best, it would not be possible to bring him injury.
After deliberation, the weakness of the Holy Lord is most likely in his head.
The seven-headed dragon is one of his strongest attacks, but it is obviously impossible for him to be seriously injured with the body of the divine weapon of the Holy Lord.
Qin Ming's blow was nothing but eyes and ears, the real attack was himself!
Unsuccessful will become benevolent.
