A series of wild raids were as clean and tidy as a strong wind blowing leaves, appearing without warning and ending in a flash of lightning. Qiao Chen, a disciple of Yaoshan, protected Zhao Min and took more than ten steps back to create a safe distance. He held a golden bronze sword and pointed it at the figure. The sword body was filled with cold light, and his aura became very fierce.
One of the three disciples was killed and two were injured, and the faint smell of blood filled the forest. The two seriously injured disciples were lying on the ground groaning in pain, trying to get up, but after struggling a few times they were still lying there, their injuries were serious.
The figure slowly stood up in the darkness, his eyes as cold as daggers, murderous, and arcs of electricity running around his body, reflecting his appearance.
"Qin Ming? It's you!" Zhao Min was in shock and couldn't believe the scene in front of him. She has personally experienced Qin Ming's strength. It is indeed very wild, like a crazy beast, but his real strength is similar to her own. Why does he seem to be a different person tonight? Those cold eyes made her dare not look into them, and she couldn't help but feel cold in her heart.
"You are not the third level of Lingwu!" The Yaoshan disciples were also shocked. A series of fierce attacks were accurate, ruthless and smooth. It was like a performance that had been rehearsed many times in advance. It was completed in one go and the sudden attack was completed in an instant. Every move was Revealing a fierce energy.
Qin Ming stood coldly in the darkness for a while, then slowly backed away and picked up the scattered flying knives. "Whatever you want to do, I will accompany you to the end. If you can't kill me, I will kill you."
"Arrogant! Who do you think you are? You don't deserve to shout at me." The disciple of Yaoshan looked gloomy, and his momentum increased again and again. The golden bronze sword actually vibrated slightly, making a pleasant clang, and the sword energy overflowed, with a compelling killing intent. The forest is filled.
"Qin Ming, you are so brave, you dare to kill your fellow disciples, Qingyun Sect will never let you go." Zhao Min suddenly realized, we haven't done anything to you yet, how dare you attack us
"Stop your disgusting face and don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you have a good skin. If you want my Qin Ming's life, you are not qualified!"
"Don't talk nonsense to him! Kill him, kill him for me..." The double-sword disciple struggled to raise his head, his originally handsome face turned ferocious due to pain and anger, and he glared fiercely at Qin Ming in the darkness.
"You are seeking death. You can't blame us. Qiao Chen, you can't let him run away." Zhao Min urged the Yaoshan disciples. The strength and ruthlessness shown by Qin Ming made her feel deeply threatened.
"Qiao Chen, kill him, what are you waiting for!" The double-sword disciple suddenly jumped up, trying to stay away from Qin Ming.
Qin Ming suddenly became violent and killed the disciple with two swords directly.
The double-sword disciple was so excited that he didn't care about the pain, let alone his image. He rolled and crawled towards Qiao Chen, the disciple of Yaoshan, shouting: "Kill him! Kill him!"
"You are so presumptuous in front of me." Qiao Chen intercepted decisively. He was as fast as a dragon and stopped beside the disciple with two swords. He thrust out his sword, and five sword shadows appeared in an instant. The force was so fierce that it targeted Qin Ming's heart, shoulders, eyebrows, abdomen, and throat respectively. It changed mysteriously and was so ruthless that it was impossible to tell which sword body was real and which sword light was virtual.
Qin Ming did not dodge, but faced him head-on. At the critical moment, the Dayan Ancient Sword on his back suddenly came into his hand, and a powerful force of mountains and rivers emerged from his body. With a shocking strike, the sword energy boiled, and everyone felt a chill. The fierce sword energy seemed to be cutting through his whole body, making his hair stand on end.
Poof!
Qin Ming and Qiao Chen passed each other, blood splattered everywhere.
Qiao Chen made three bloody wounds in succession on Qin Ming's body, and the swords were dangerous.
Qin Ming's ancient sword grazed Qiao Chen's neck and slashed at him. The attack did not slow down and the sword did not turn. He had no impact and continued to attack. Target, disciple of double swords!
The two-sword disciple who was running wildly turned around in shock. In an instant, the sharp edge of the Dayan Ancient Sword quickly enlarged in his pupils.
"No..." The double-sword disciple screamed, but his voice suddenly stopped. His head was split by the ancient sword, and he rolled forward, his eyes widening, full of fear.
quiet! You can hear a needle drop in the dark forest, as if even your breath is frozen!
Qiao Chen turned his back to Qin Ming and touched his neck in disbelief. Blood? There is blood! It was just a cut on the flesh, not much blood, but I, a majestic seventh-level spiritual warrior, was actually injured by a servant
The other disciple was so excited that he struggled back and looked at Qin Ming like he was looking at a wild beast.
Qin Ming stood next to the corpse of the double-sword disciple. His face was slightly pale, and his clothes were dyed red with blood. His chest, shoulders, and abdomen were all stabbed by sharp swords. The injuries were serious and dripping with blood, but his appearance and expression were even more terrifying.
"Qiao Chen! Qiao Chen!" Zhao Min screamed and woke up Qiao Chen. She condensed flames in her hands and faced off nervously.
"Qin Ming, no one can save you today." Qiao Chen was angry, filled with murderous intent, and rushed towards Qin Ming with his sword, without any reservation.
Qin Ming covered the most serious wound on his chest, took two steps back leisurely, turned around and disappeared into the dark night without saying a word.
"Chase! Catch him! Never let him run away." Zhao Min ordered the other disciple.
The strong disciple glanced at the two disciples who died tragically, gritted his teeth, got up and chased after them.
"Don't be afraid of him! He has been seriously injured and cannot escape for long."
"Qin Ming just succeeded by a surprise attack, and his strength is much worse than ours."
"Surround him and kill him directly."
Zhao Min and the others chased after them quickly, shouting to remind each other that they must not weaken their momentum.
Qin Ming pursed his lips tightly, covered the bleeding wound and ran wildly in the dark forest. The injury looked serious, but Qin Ming was not sensitive to pain and could endure it. I have suffered too many injuries in the past eight years, and I don’t know how many times they have been more serious than this. This injury is nothing.
… … …
Zhao Min and the others chased him for a long time, and finally had to admit that they lost him again!
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Qiao Chen cursed angrily, completely unacceptable!
"What is Qin Ming's strength?" the strong disciple asked Zhao Min.
"His realm is not very high, but he has amazing brute force, and he can exert his brute force to the extreme. Anyway, his strength cannot be evaluated by his realm." Zhao Min was very reluctant to admit it, but had to accept the reality. Today Late Qin Ming really shocked her.
"Brute strength? Not only does he have brute strength, his swordsmanship is more exquisite than mine." Qiao Chen was now thinking back to the sword strike last night, which actually made him feel threatened. And he had some doubts about what happened in the short duel at that time. He vaguely remembered that he first used the Jinwen bronze sword to kill Qin Ming's sword, and then made a surprise attack. Logically speaking, he should be able to kill Qin Ming directly. But Qin Ming's sword seemed unaffected and stabbed straight at him.
Jin Min's bronze sword is a precious sword that can easily cut through iron and stone. If it really touches Qin Ming's sword, it should be cut off directly, but... did I remember it wrong? Didn't you touch his sword at that time
Zhao Min shook his head decisively: "It's impossible. I know Qin Ming's strength very well. It's impossible for him to have martial arts."
Qiao Chen said: "Stop arguing about this. Find Qin Ming first and don't let him escape. He was hit by my sword and his blood vessels were pierced. His injuries will become more and more serious and he will not be able to go far."
Deep in the dense forest, Qin Ming sat in a hidden cave, swallowing the life energy of the deep mountains and old forests.
The life energy here is actually much richer than in Qingyun Sect.
After a night of nursing care, the injury was basically stopped. By noon, the scars on the wound were no longer visible, and by the afternoon, it was healed!
This is the beauty of Shengshengjue, it is more effective than some panaceas.
I don’t know how many times I have saved Qin’s life in these years.
"Qiao Chen! Seventh level of Lingwu!"
Qin Ming silently recalled the battle last night, which was very thrilling. His current strength is far from enough to challenge the Seventh Heaven. It would be difficult for him to challenge even the Fifth Heaven. Just like there is a hurdle from the third heaven to the fourth heaven, there is also a hurdle from the sixth heaven to the seventh heaven. The strength after crossing will be a qualitative improvement.
When things become like this, Qin Ming cannot retreat. Either you die or I die. There is no room for relaxation. I used to have worries in the Qingyun Sect, but now I am in the deep mountains and old forests, being chased to death. If you can't kill me, I will kill you.
Isn't it just a competition to see who is more cruel than the other!
Before dark, Qin Ming set out again, carrying the Dayan Ancient Sword on his back and walking into the deep old forest to look for Zhao Min. He was far inferior to his enemy and could only use the cover of night to make a surprise attack.
Along the way, Qin Ming was cautious and not rash. He would take the initiative to avoid the spirit monsters when he encountered them. Fortunately, he didn't encounter a particularly strong spirit demon, otherwise he might not have a chance to escape with his current strength.
Fortunately, not long after walking, I found a spiritual grass, or three spiritual grasses gathered together, hidden in the dense bushes.
Three low-grade spiritual grasses can help Qin Ming replenish his spiritual power.
"There was a sound of fighting!"
Qin Ming suddenly stopped and listened intently.
It doesn't look like a fight between warriors, but more like a group of warriors fighting against a spirit demon.
It came from the old forest in front.
Following the sound, he hurried over quietly.
There is a dense forest in front of you. You can vaguely see the shadows of people flashing. There are also huge shadows and the thrilling roars of beasts. You can feel that the battle is very fierce.
Qin Ming jumped up to a big tree, moved among the branches, and approached carefully.
There was an open space about five feet in diameter in the forest. At this time, five men and women holding swords were besieging a huge monster. The monster looked like a tiger, but it was actually bigger than a black bear. It had shiny black hair, ferocious blood-red eyes, a mouth full of serrations, and two sharp fangs protruding from its mouth, which were half a meter long. Sharp and curved.
Sabretooth!
Qingyun Sect has this kind of spirit monster, which is very ferocious and cruel in nature, and its level is comparable to that of a warrior in the advanced spirit martial realm. Sharp claws and fangs are its weapons, and the black wind is billowing all over its body, rolling up sand and gravel.
Qin Ming observed carefully that these five men and women were dressed in ordinary clothes, like mercenaries who broke into the forest. Their offensive was wild, and they also cooperated with each other very well. They advanced and retreated in a controlled manner and had rich experience. There are still three bloody men lying in the ruins. It seems that they are no longer alive and died under the claws of the saber-toothed beast.
The fighting was not only fierce, it was downright dangerous.
The saber-toothed beast was already going crazy, and the fierce black wind stirred up the ruins, charging left and right, roaring again and again.
The five mercenaries looked like they could no longer hold on. The four of them kept running and flying, restraining the saber-toothed beast, working very hard. A strong young man in black was responsible for the main attack, and the two-meter-long sword in his hand opened and closed. , the offensive is very wild.
"Pfft!"
Several rays of sword light struck the saber-toothed beast, tearing its flesh apart. The saber-toothed beast roared in pain. The four men and women succeeded in one blow and retreated decisively. The strong man took the opportunity to rush in, his sword majestic, whipping up the roaring wind, fiercely. He slashed hard at the saber-toothed beast's head.
Ouch! The saber-toothed beast roared and drew its claws towards the sword. Sparks flew everywhere, deafening. The man was mercilessly pushed back, but the saber-toothed beast's sharp claws were also shaken and dripping with blood.
"Friend! Have you seen enough? Help me!" The man rolled to the ground, blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly shouted towards the place where Qin Ming was hiding.