The whole place was silent, you could hear a pin drop, the martial arts arena with 2,000 people was so completely quiet!
From the beginning of the confrontation between the two to the violent collision at this moment, it seemed like just a moment, and it seemed like a long, long time passed, but all the trances were awakened by Qin Ming's violent crushing at this moment.
Li Nian hit the hard stone of the martial platform as hard as he could. He felt as if his body was cut off at the waist. His chest and abdomen were violently tumbling, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his delicate body was bent unnaturally.
Qin Ming's strike was like lightning. Before her body could reach the ground, he grabbed her by the throat and pushed her up into the air.
The brutal black air densely invaded her head, it was the murderous intent of the Shura Sword!
Li Nian's screams suddenly stopped, her pupils were dilated, her mouth was wide open, and her whole body was stiff. The holy talisman running in her body was shattered and dissipated in pieces. After a long time... Li Nian's consciousness was spinning and falling into a deep trance. The dark, scarred body collapsed limply, and was held high in the air by Qin Ming's strong right hand.
The picture seems to be frozen at this moment!
The whole place was silent, frightened? Still shocked? Shocked, still in a daze!
The direct disciples took in a breath of cold air and felt a sense of electricity all over their bodies.
Qin Ming held Li Nian high and frowned slightly, trying to recall the scene just now. Li Nian seemed to have regained consciousness? The moment all the characters were retracted into her body, her consciousness seemed to suddenly return. Was it those spells that forcibly cleared away the murderous thoughts
This cold love spell is indeed quite powerful.
However, the Shura Sword did not disappoint Qin Ming. It broke through the cold love spell in an instant and seriously injured Li Nian.
He never expected the Shura Sword to be absolutely invincible. Such power was already abnormal enough.
The five elders exchanged glances, and they all saw solemnity in each other's eyes. As expected, the Shura Sword was terrifying. It was almost invincible. Even Jin Ling disciples like Li Nian were instantly killed. How could others resist
Ding Dian and the others were also stunned. They thought that Qin Ming and Li Nian had both advanced to the Xuanwu realm, and the gap would not be so huge. Who would have thought that they would be even more perverted than when they were in the Lingwu realm.
Yao'er smiled brightly, and the Shura Sword did not disappoint her, and she was not resisted by the cold-hearted spell. Li Nian was also arrogant. He directly fought against Qin Ming's strongest moves, clearly looking for abuse. Even she did not dare to challenge Qin Ming head-on.
The atmosphere in the whole place quickly became heated, and all kinds of exclamations broke out. They were all deeply shocked.
Flash sale? This is simply an instant kill!
Li Nian, Jin Ling's disciples, the existence they looked up to was instantly killed by Qin Ming!
They guessed that Qin Ming was different, but they didn't expect the difference to be so abnormal.
Qin ordered Li Nian to be placed on the martial arts platform.
Many disciples hurriedly ran up to carry him away, checking his injuries and treating them in time.
Qin Ming's expression was neither sad nor happy. He dispersed the thunder snakes and invited Zhang Lan and Murong Chong to fight: "Who's next?"
Murong Chong and Zhang Lan had ugly expressions on their faces, as if they had eaten dead flies. Today was their deliberate battle to gain fame. They wanted to return to the top of the sect on the strength of Qin Ming Shuluo Zi's reputation, but who could have imagined that this would be the result.
Li Nian's cold love spell was broken like paper. Wouldn't they still be unable to guard against the Shura Sword when they went up? When the time comes, it will not be humiliating enough for someone to step up and get knocked down by someone else, and for someone to step up to someone else and get knocked down by someone else!
how so
It shouldn’t be!
The Cold Love Curse was learned from the spiritual treasures from thousands of years ago, and it should be able to prevent Qin Ming's murderous thoughts.
It’s really hard for them to accept!
I originally expected to crush Qin's destiny, but who would have thought that Qin's destiny would be fulfilled instead.
"Senior Brother Murong, what should we do?" The two of them couldn't calm down anymore.
Murong had a sullen face, what should I do? I also wanted to know what to do. For the first time in my life, I felt like I was shooting myself in the foot.
"Two senior brothers, who will go up?" Qin Ming invited the battle again.
"Come on, keep going, it's over before it even starts." The crowd shouted, but other disciples glared at them.
Mu Cheng said in a deep voice: "Zhang Lan, tell Qin Ming directly that you recognize the power of his Shura Sword and hope to exchange ideas on other martial arts. As long as Qin Ming doesn't use the Shura Sword, you have a chance to win."
"Is this your method?" Zhang Lan looked unhappy. He was a disciple of Jin Ling and had his own dignity and arrogance. He really couldn't say such things as Mu Cheng. Qin Ming's strongest weapon is the Shura Sword. Are you directly restricting his use of it? If Qin Ming also says, I recognize your strongest martial arts, so don’t use it. If we fight each other in physical skills, how will he respond
"What if, you two come together."
Zhang Lan and Murong Chong were even more unhappy. They wanted to go together? Winning is disgraceful, losing is even more embarrassing!
Murong Chong suddenly said: "Senior Brother Mu Cheng, come on. You are the only one who can suppress Qin Ming."
Zhang Lan nodded immediately: "Yes!! The Cold Love Spell can't be completely ineffective. Your realm is one level higher than his, so you may be able to withstand the Shura Sword."
Mucheng was a little hesitant. After all, the Xuanwu realm was different from the Lingwu realm. Being one level higher than the Xuanwu realm meant absolute suppression. If he went to fight, wouldn't it be obvious that he was bullying the weak by relying on the strong? When the time comes, it’s okay to win wonderfully, but what if there’s a miserable victory? Isn't it no different from losing
"Senior Brother Mu Cheng, are you scared?" Murong Chong and Zhang Lan provoked him. They will never go out to fight, and they can only let Mucheng go, otherwise today will be really embarrassing.
Mucheng clenched his fists tightly, fighting spirit surging in his heart.
The golden sword behind him made a harsh sword roar, and the golden sword energy became more and more intense. The golden sword had the same mind as its master, and was already eager to try.
They hesitated here, and the disciples in the audience couldn't wait any longer.
"Start quickly. Whose turn is it?"
“Senior Brother Zhang Lan, I’m optimistic about you, come on!”
"Senior Brother Murong, let Qin Ming see your endless fantasy sea!"
"You must be scared, right?"
More and more disciples in the audience were clamoring. They were suppressed just now, but they were not satisfied. It was like looking at Qin Ming's Shura Sword again to see a more exciting duel.
Qin Ming's eyes moved from Zhang Lan to Mu Cheng. "Senior Brother Mu Cheng, are you interested in competing with me?"
"Qin Ming invites Mu Cheng to fight?"
"Mu Cheng is now at the second level of Xuanwu."
"There is a huge gap in each level of Xuanwu Realm. Qin Ming is really bold and directly jumps to challenge."
"Senior Brother Mu Cheng, engage in the battle!!"
A large number of disciples in the audience cheered, today's game was more exciting than expected.
More and more people are looking at Mu Cheng, especially his direct disciples, and they also want to see if Qin Ming has the ability to challenge in the Xuanwu realm. If it were anyone else, they might have scoffed at it as a joke, but Qin Ming's performance just now shocked them. Maybe... he could really create a miracle.
"Senior Brother Mu Cheng, please?" Qin Ming spread his hands, black energy lingering and steaming, and the invisible murderous aura once again filled the whole place. His eyes were sharp and he stared at Mu Cheng. The powerful fighting spirit surged through his body, burning like fire. He clenched his hands tightly and suddenly spread them out, each of them emerged with more intense black energy, spinning fiercely in his palms.
Two black energies, two small whirlwinds, each gave birth to two Shura knives.
"Two Shura knives?" Zhang Lan and Murong Chong looked ugly. How could they fight
Mu Cheng stared at Qin Ming coldly, trying not to let himself look at the two whirlwinds. However, his eyes began to be drawn there little by little. They were like two dead black holes, filled with cold attraction. Human souls are drawn in and frozen!
"Senior Brother Mu Cheng, do you want to fight?" Qin Ming controlled two Shura knives and had already begun to confront Mu Cheng.
"Mu Cheng! Mu Cheng!!" Many disciples started to cheer and shouted in unison.
Those disciples who were friendly to Mu Cheng also began to shout along.
The golden sword behind Mu Cheng trembled violently and glowed with golden light. He clenched his hands tighter and tighter, and veins covered his arms.
Fight
He really wanted to teach Qin Ming a lesson.
But…
Li Nian's disastrous defeat made him hesitate. If Li Nian could persist for a while, it meant that Qin Ming's strength was still within the expected range. But now, how strong is Qin Ming? He looked at the two flying knives, and a chill slowly grew in his heart.
Mu Cheng's eyes suddenly froze and he woke up, no, how could I be afraid!
"Senior Brother Mu Cheng! Do you want to fight? You invited me to the martial arts arena and entertained me like this?" Qin Ming saw the hesitation in Mu Cheng's eyes, which was no longer as sharp and aloof as before.
"I guess Mucheng doesn't dare to fight." Yao'er looked at the confrontation on the field with interest, which seemed more interesting than watching the martial arts competition.
"Why?"
"He's afraid of losing!"
Some middle-aged disciples began to talk softly. "Mucheng is hesitating. If you hesitate for a long time, you will be afraid." Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.