Qin Ming's reaction became slower and slower. He believed that if he persisted for a while, he would definitely hit the opponent.
"go to hell!"
Suddenly, Qin Ming paused, and Qing Wukun saw the opportunity.
Looking at the fierce fist, Qin Ming desperately pressed his body, trying to avoid it.
However, there was a burst of pain in the body, and the reaction was slow.
"Snapped!"
This punch hit Qin Ming directly in the chest, and his internal organs were damaged.
"not dead?"
Qing Wukun was a little surprised. A heavenly warrior received a punch from him, since he was not dead.
It seems that Qin Ming's body is very strong.
But what about that?
If you can hit one, you can hit the second.
Hammer to death!
Qing Wukun continued to step forward, clenching his fists, and blasted towards Qin Ming.
After receiving the punch just now, Qin Ming's body was severely damaged and his reaction was even more slow.
He can't use the micro-shifting source technique now.
But his speed is far from the opponent's opponent.
"Snapped!"
This punch inevitably hit Qin Ming.
"Qin Ming!" Xiaotian and Xiaoyun shouted, but they couldn't stop Qing Wukun's attack.
With one punch, two punches, and three punches, Qing Wukun kept hammering, and he wouldn't stop without killing Qin Ming.
After bombarding thirteen punches in a row, Qing Wukun stopped the attack, panting and staring at Qin Ming who was bombarded to the ground.
"Dead?"
After receiving thirteen punches, even a warrior who is also in the Snake Realm would logically be beaten to death.
Qin Ming is just a celestial scholar and should not be able to bear it.
Qin Ming lay on the ground, coughing up blood in his mouth and scarlet eyes.
The internal administration of his five internal organs has been displaced and he has severe internal bleeding.
He drew it in his arms with difficulty, and wanted to take out the Heavenly Perfect Healing Pill, but his body strength seemed to be hollowed out.
My consciousness slowly began to blur, and the last sight I saw was Xiaotian and Xiaoyun flying over.
He is dying.
No regrets after asking him.
He does not regret it.
It is impossible for him to watch Xiaoyun who was kind to him die in front of him.
He can only be blamed for his low strength and inferior skills.
"Qin Ming!"
Xiaoyun cried out in tears.
"Xiaotian, hand over the secret." Qing Wukun stood with his hands behind him: "If you don't, Qin Ming will be the first, but it won't be the last."
"I want you to watch, everyone in the sect died one by one."
"I want you to die!" Xiaotian scarlet eyes, holding the long sword in his hand, flew towards Qing Wukun.
"Boom!"
Fly faster, come back faster.
Xiaotian was not Qing Wukun's opponent at all, if it wasn't for Qing Wukun didn't want to kill him.
Xiaotian had died long ago.
"Huh..." Qing Wukun turned around and looked at Xiaoyun: "Now it's you, you are the second one!"
Qing Wukun's eyes looked like he was looking at a chicken that was killed.
On the ground, Qin Ming, with blood in his mouth, slowly stopped bleeding, and in his heart, the mysterious black liquid was beating rapidly.
"Puff, puff..."
faster and faster.
Suddenly, Qin Ming opened his eyes. There was no white in his eyes, only pure black.
His eyes were full of killing intent, without the slightest emotion.
There is no emotion, no fear, only pure killing intent that comes from ancient times.
"Oh..."
With a long ling, Qin Ming stood up straight from the ground.
"Qin Ming."
Seeing Qin Ming okay, Xiaotian and Xiaoyun were overjoyed.
Seeing Qin Ming's face, their smiles froze on their faces.
It is obvious that Qin Ming is not in a normal state now.
What happened to Qin Ming?
