"Isn't this Sister Zhao Min? We haven't seen her for so long, and she wears less and less clothes." Qin Ming was smiling, but his eyes were cold. Instead of being amazed, he was disgusted. He only had one comment in his heart about this kind of woman, she was vulgar!
"Little guy, where are you looking?"
"You're wearing so little, aren't you just for people to stare at? If I don't look at you more, I won't feel sorry for you." Qin Ming put down the stone vat.
"Haha, you self-righteous little guy."
"You are dressed so flashy today and you are not going to seduce the young sect master. Why do you want to come to my place? Let's agree first that I am not interested in a coquettish fox like you." Qin Ming's words were full of thorns.
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth." Zhao Min looked slightly cold, then resumed his smile and walked out of the dense forest. "With your tough temper, it's really a blessing to have survived until now."
"Don't worry, where is your idiot brother? Come out together."
"Qin Ming, what qualifications do you have to be arrogant?" Zhao Lie walked out of the forest behind Zhao Min and sneered. Originally, he took his sister to teach Qin Ming a lesson last night, but his sister had other things to do last night, so it was postponed until now.
"It's really the aura of the third level of Lingwu. It's not simple. No wonder you've been quiet a lot in the past few months. It turned out that you were hiding in the warehouse and secretly broke through." Zhao Min's body is soft and he walks with a swaying grace. It's just that there was ridicule in your expression and words. You endured the humiliation for several months and worked hard to become the third level of Lingwu. You were easily defeated by my brother, humiliated in public, and left in embarrassment. And my brother not only passed the test, but also received special attention for finishing first. The gap between people is sometimes so big.
"Zhang Dong was instructed by you, right?" Qin Ming was not afraid, and had no intention of running away. He faced their siblings calmly.
"You were lucky today. You entered the hot spring area without being beaten out, and you entered the medicine mountain without being detained. I admire you a little."
"The tricks are very smooth, and that's all you can do. Tell me, how are you going to play today?"
"Aren't you afraid?" Zhao Min's delicate body is like a soft willow in the breeze, and her every smile is charming. She is so beautiful at such a young age. You can imagine what kind of disaster it will bring to the country and the people in the future.
"He is so stubborn that he is so afraid that he is trembling in his heart. Qin Ming, don't insist on holding on. You can't even think about leaving today. Kneel down, apologize to me, and kowtow. Maybe if I am in a good mood, you can suffer less." Sin." Zhao Lie must vent his anger today, otherwise he won't be able to calm down and understand martial arts after entering Wuzong Pavilion.
"Don't worry, even if I go to your grave, I won't kneel down."
"Believe me, you will kneel down." Zhao Lie stared at Qin Ming fiercely.
"Qin Ming, I actually admire you very much. Since yesterday, many direct disciples have paid attention to you."
"Really? It's an honor."
"I don't have any big grudges against you. I don't want to make things too serious. I have a way to get the best of both worlds. Do you want to hear it?"
"Sister!" Zhao Lie frowned.
Zhao Min smiled sweetly, and said seriously: "Give the Lingzhu Grass back to Zhao Lie, bow, admit your mistake, and I don't want you to kneel down."
"It can't be that simple, what else?"
"Take away your left hand and make it look like an accident." Zhao Min's smile deepened, but the cruelty finally appeared in his words. She really didn't take Qin Ming seriously before, but Qin Ming's sudden display of the Lingwu realm shocked many people, and it was very possible that he did not have Yue Qing's intervention to help him, so he rushed into the Lingwu realm all by himself. . Qin Ming once again proved his talent to Qingyun Sect, and it is said that it has attracted the attention of many elders and direct disciples.
Zhao Lie smiled, this is the sister who loves him. It would be much easier to cripple Qin Ming's hand and restrict his growth than to beat him directly.
"I have eaten the Lingzhu grass." Qin Ming knew that Zhao Min would not give up. She was not a kind woman.
"Then there's nothing to talk about?"
"I have nothing to talk to you about."
"Qin Ming, don't be harsh. You know our identities very well. Even if you lose both of your hands, you will only be punished. No one will do anything to us."
"Then stop talking nonsense. I'll play with you however you want."
Zhao Min chuckled, her flowers trembling: "Where do you get your confidence? You're just a third-level spiritual martial artist, but you still want to challenge me. Do you think I'm one of those ordinary disciples you know?"
At this time, several disciples walked up the nearby path, talking and laughing, and seemed to be discussing something. When Leng Buding saw the situation here, they were a little surprised, but they didn't mean to cause trouble, so they turned around and left decisively.
Zhao Lie said quickly: "Sister, stop talking nonsense to him and solve this problem as soon as possible."
Zhao Min blew a clear whistle, with charming red lips and a charming smile: "I am definitely going to cripple your left hand today. Should you cripple it yourself, or should I cripple it for you?"
"My left hand is here. If you can, you can use it yourself. If you can't, just get out." Qin Ming stretched out his left hand and put his right hand behind his back.
"I don't know how high the sky is, sister, teach him a lesson." Zhao Lie was annoyed. This guy was so arrogant. He wished he could see Qin Ming lying in front of him begging for mercy right now.
"Do you really think that you can be arrogant just because you have entered the Lingwu realm? You wild people are a joke in front of the orthodox Lingwu." Zhao Minlian moved lightly towards Qin Ming, her white fingers spinning as soft as boneless, and a wave of A flame appeared like an elf, swirling between her hands, dancing happily.
Fire Snake Palm! Spirit-level middle-grade martial arts.
Zhao Lie performed this martial art yesterday, but whether it was the size, temperature, or appearance of the flames, it was far inferior to Zhao Min, a strong man in the sixth level of spiritual martial arts.
"You still have a chance to regret it." Zhao Min smiled charmingly, very seductively, but his hands suddenly clenched, and the dexterous dancing flames surged rapidly, with no spirituality. Instead, there was a fiery momentum, like two fire snakes. Coiled between hands.
"If you want to fight, fight. I'll stay with you until the end!" Qin Ming could sense the danger. He slowly clenched his outstretched left hand into a fist. His joints turned white and veins spread across his arms and wrists.
Zhao Lie shouted from the side.
"Sister, be careful, Qin Ming is very powerful."
"Qin Ming, you are really a barbarian, do you want to use your brute force to fight?"
"Without martial arts, there is no realm. You are so sad."
"Sister, torture him! Let him see a true spiritual martial arts master, let him feel the power of a direct disciple."
Seeing Qin Ming's stubbornness, Zhao Min felt very disdainful. With a flick of her hands, the fire increased again. She was as graceful as a startled dragon and attacked Qin Ming. "It's a pity that Qin Ming, a sinner, will become Qin Ming, a useless person today."
The body is soft and the steps are even softer. It is really like a running fire snake, erratic from left to right.
She was not careless and prepared to defeat the enemy with one move and not give Qin Ming a chance to counterattack. She had long heard that Qin Ming had amazing brute strength. When he was in the Spirit Tempering Realm two years ago, he had beaten up a disciple of the first level of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
"Destroy him!" Zhao Lie shouted cheering from the side.
Qin Ming remained motionless, his eyes sharp, like a pair of eagle eyes, locked on Zhao Min. A moment later, Zhao Min suddenly jumped up from the left side, launched an attack, and directly used his killing move, showing no mercy at all. Qin Ming sneered, and the right hand hidden behind his back suddenly shot up, and a flying knife was as fast as lightning, dazzling and bright, and hit Zhao Min quickly and hard.
Qin Ming's explosive power is very strong, and this long-prepared sword can hit at least six to seven hundred kilograms of force.
Huh? Zhao Min reacted quickly and flipped in the air to avoid the flying knife.
Red clothes and blazing flames, like flying firebirds.
However…
The flying knife was not a straight-line attack. It actually had an arc and was very fast and tricky. The flying knife rotated at high speed while flying, like a small meat grinder. With strong crushing power, it instantly grazed Zhao Min's side ribs. .
"Stab it!"
The fiery red dress was shattered into large pieces, from the side ribs to the waist, revealing the snow-white skin underneath. You could even see the bright tube top. The flying knife passed through her at high speed, leaving a red scar on her side ribs.
"Ah!" Zhao Min exclaimed. The ejaculation and stinging pain made her slightly confused, and her offensive was affected.
"Sister, your skin is quite white!" Qin Ming's eyes were cold, and he took advantage of the situation, and his clenched left fist hit Zhao Min's head like a crazy hammer.
The attack was ruthless and unambiguous.
He couldn't care less about the difference between men and women. This ruthless woman was going to destroy him, so what else was there to worry about.
There was a muffled bang, and Zhao Min really didn't react. He was blown away and landed more than ten meters away. He staggered for many steps before he managed to stand still. The long skirt is fluttering, the snow-white spring light and the slim figure make people's blood rush. The wound on the side rib is not serious, but the blood is not stopping. Her head was buzzing, she was dizzy, and she couldn't stand still.
A punch? Just one punch? Zhao Lie's whole body was filled with chills. This lunatic actually hurt my sister? How can it be!
"Idiot! Without martial arts, I can still deal with you." Qin Ming rushed towards Zhao Min, like a tiger descending the mountain, coming menacingly. If his level is not enough, he needs strength to make up for it; if he is not strong enough, he needs experience to make up for it.
There was no fear in his bright eyes, only courage to move forward.
"Sister! Be careful!" Zhao Lie shouted.
Zhao Min shook his head hard and hurriedly covered his damaged clothes: "I don't know what's going on, I'm going to destroy both of your hands."
She was angry. She had never been humiliated like this before.
"Try it!" Qin Ming's fighting spirit was high and his momentum was like a rainbow. He rushed over wildly and attacked again and again, like a crazy cheetah, and his fists hit Zhao Min like raindrops. No martial arts? But my spiritual power can be manifested externally. Electricity flashed all over his body, continuously converging on his hands, and with the wild bombardment, a terrifying impact erupted.
This barbaric attack immediately forced Zhao Min to retreat continuously, in a state of embarrassment and screaming repeatedly. The bright red clothes were torn open by the lightning again, revealing the hotter spring light inside.
"Qin Ming, why the hell do you beat up a woman?" Zhao Lie's scalp went numb after watching the hot scene. The boy grew crazier and crazier.
"You're still relying on the strong to bully the weak!" Qin Ming slapped Zhao Min's delicate face in a mad attack, and slapped Xiao Lin so loudly that he almost flew her away.
"Go to hell!" Zhao Min screamed and went crazy. He hit out the Fire Snake Palm without hesitation. The flames were like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole. He opened up Qin Ming's fierce offensive with one palm and stamped it on his chest.
Qin Mingru was struck by lightning and flew upside down. The clothes on his chest were burned on the spot. A blood-red palm print appeared on his chest, dripping with blood.
However, before he was repulsed, he gritted his teeth and fired the flying knife again. With a cunning precision, it hit Zhao Min's left shoulder with a pop, piercing deeply into the flesh.
The force of the knife was so strong that Zhao Min staggered back and hit a tree.
Zhao Lie couldn't accept it at all. His sister was a strong person in the sixth level of Lingwu. Although in a super sect like Qingyun Sect, it is not uncommon for people to challenge each other in the spiritual martial realm. Sudden outbreaks of madness, experience gaps, and the strength of martial arts may all lead to cross-level challenges, but Zhao Min is three levels higher than Qin Ming.
"Sister, how are you?" Zhao Lie quickly supported Zhao Min.
Zhao Min looked at Qin Ming angrily. Her clothes were in tatters, and the large swaths of spring scenery were eye-catching and very erotic. But her hair was disheveled and she looked really embarrassed. Her left shoulder was pierced by a flying knife, and the force of the rotation almost detached her shoulder. The pain was unbearable and her face was pale.
She had obviously overestimated Qin's life, but she didn't expect to be seriously injured.
Let alone Zhao Lie, it was even more difficult for her to accept it.