Qin Ming attacked with all his strength, straight punches, uppercuts, elbows, violent kicks, volley kicks, spinning and side kicks... almost in a state of rampage, the dense offensive flooded Wei Changkong like a torrential rain, and did not give him any chance at all. Any opportunity to counterattack, the crackling sound resounded through the animal field, making people's scalp numb.
Qin Ming controlled the battlefield, beating up Wei Changkong, completely suppressing him.
Qin Ying looked at Qin Ming in the animal farm and couldn't believe that this was her brother.
Yao'er's eyes were full of brilliance, and she admired Qin Ming's violent demeanor on the battlefield the most. This time, it seems that he is more comfortable than the martial arts at the Eight Sects Tea Party. He is wild in calmness and domineering in silence. This is strength, this is self-confidence, and it is even more contempt!
Qin Ming attacked for hundreds of rounds in a row, suppressing Wei Changkong from the center of the arena to the edge. The last blow abruptly shattered Wei Changkong's spiritual shield, and he punched him on the forehead. Wei Changkong felt as if he had been struck by lightning. , In an instant, the flesh of the face was rippling, the eyeballs rolled, and the saliva splashed.
Wei Changkong flew out sideways and crashed into the paddock at the edge of the animal farm. The thick rocky paddock was knocked out into cracks, and bloody red water burst out.
Wei Changkong bounced to the ground, twitched slightly, and couldn't stand up again.
humiliation! Humiliation like never before!
Beat up, downright beat up.
Wei Changkong wanted to fight again, but his three-meter-high body suddenly withdrew as if discouraged, his consciousness twitched, and he fell into a coma. The latest and fastest update, providing free
This violent transformation is very powerful, and its duration is limited. The sequelae will leave him in a coma for three to five days, and suffer for more than ten days.
In the next half month, Wei Changkong might really be lying in bed.
The audience was silent, shocked by Qin Ming's series of onslaughts.
This kind of momentum and this kind of battle is very visually impactful, and it can also stimulate the emotions of the spectators.
The temple disciples suddenly had an illusion, was Wei Changkong a beast, or was Qin Ming more like him? This kid was silent during the battle, as if he didn't say a few words from the beginning to the end, which was in stark contrast to the fighting frenzy he displayed.
"It's almost time to warm up, let's start?" Qin Ming took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Deliberately glanced at Cao Wujiang, showing extreme contempt for this situation. Mansion of the Python King, no way! ! Want to humiliate me? I'll make you ashamed first!
Cao Wujiang's clenched fists creaked, hating Qin Ming to the core. Qin Ming should have just entered the Xuanwu realm, how could he have such a strong combat effectiveness? Moreover, Cao Wujiang could tell that Qin Ming didn't use all his strength at all, and it would be good to use 50% of it. Qin Ming was ravaging Wei Changkong, and he was humiliating Cao Wujiang in disguise, slapping him in the face.
"Young master is too strong!" The guards of the Qin family cheered excitedly. Although they have seen Qin Ming and Yaoer's sparring, it is completely different from today's battle scene. Yao'er's offensive was tricky, and the two of them were more of a confrontational game, which could not be as hearty as it is today.
Caiyi is even more excited and wonderful! fantastic! She knew that Qin Ming was very strong now, but she didn't expect it to be so strong, it was simply torture!
For more than half a year, although Qin Ming has continued to create miracles, turned from a servant, and became famous in the Northern Territory, Qin Ming's wonderful performances are all outside the Qingyun Sect. It can be said that everyone in the Qingyun Sect, except Mu Cheng and others, is not sure about the truth of Qin Ming. How strong is the strength. Today, I saw it with my own eyes, and it was stronger than I expected.
"How is it?" The temple disciples exchanged glances, they could feel Qin Ming's powerful strength, well-deserved reputation. Who's on? Who is sure to subdue him
The handsome boy from before fell silent, and so did the majestic boy. It's not because he's afraid, but because he's comparing Qin Ming's strength with his own. They represent the sanctuary, and they either don't make a move or they must win.
"Who will come first?" Qin Ming took the initiative to ask for a fight.
first come? How many more do you want to play? The disciple of the temple has a bad face, boy, let's be a little arrogant!
"It's okay if you don't have the two." Yao'er is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and she likes the strength that Qin Ming inadvertently reveals.
"Miss Yao'er, don't make any trouble!" Tu Wei hurriedly reminded that this is a royal sanctuary.
Yaoer chuckled: "What are you afraid of? They are not qualified to be arrogant in front of Qin Ming. The holy hall is divided into three parts, the outer hall disciples, the inner hall disciples, and the Shengyan disciples. Just like ordinary disciples and direct disciples of Qingyunzong, Jin Ling's disciples are similar. I don't deny that the disciples in the inner hall are all elites, and they are a bit different, but who is Qin Ming in our family, Shu Luozi! A few inner hall disciples are not enough for him to look at, and there may be some suspense about a disciple of Shengyan. "
Tu Wei and the others smiled wryly, you really think highly of the young master.
Caiyi was not happy to hear it, how could she talk about Qin Ming of your family, how could Qin Ming belong to your family.
After asking the three elders for instructions in a low voice, the handsome young man said with a smile, "We have a proposal. How about recreating the fame battle of City Lord Qin at the Eight Sects Tea Party, one against two?"
"One against two? Shameless!" The Qin family is not happy about it. They were a little flustered when they met you disciples of the Holy Hall, so you are going to fight against two with one.
"They're scared." Yao'er was amused, because she was afraid that she wouldn't win Qin Ming and lose face.
A man and a woman walked down the stands: "Young Master Qin, don't get me wrong, we didn't intend to bully you. We siblings have always fought together, and we practiced a combination of martial arts. Only when we work together can we barely compete with other disciples of the temple. You don't need to be stressed."
"Shameless, you can act so naturally! Admiration!" Jiang Bin murmured, deliberately lowering your social status and sealing other people's mouths
Cao Wujiang's complexion gradually became better. He is worthy of being a disciple of the temple, and his words are level!
Qin Ming looked at them, but didn't protest, but raised his hand to challenge: "Please!"
All the temple disciples smiled slightly, the boy is not bad, he knows the current affairs!
"Master, do you really want to fight two with one? They are all inner disciples of the holy hall." Tu Wei frowned and paid attention. One against two, too dangerous. These people came aggressively, making it clear that they wanted to take down Qin Ming's name of Shura son.
"Holy Hall disciple, Feng Yiyun!"
"Holy Hall disciple, Feng Yixuan!"
The boys and girls went to the animal farm, asked Qin Ming for a fight, and then entered the dense forest respectively.
Feng Yiyun's aura was erratic, and Feng Yixuan's aura was sharp. The two siblings stared at Qin Ming, and walked slowly out of a strange aura, silently filling the entire animal field.
In a trance, the wind blows, the forest moves, the dust dances lightly, and the animal farm becomes more and more quiet.
Qin Ming was not careless, and he held the ancient sword tightly and waited for it. It's not because he is arrogant, but because he is confident! If he has the Asura Saber and the golden blood, he can't stand up to his peers, it can only show that he is not good enough, and the two disciples of the temple can just test his true level of strength.
Suddenly, Qin Ming lost sight of the two of them, as if they had completely disappeared from the dense forest.
Obtrusive and mysterious.
Without a trace!
The breeze blew the woods, rolled up dead leaves and dust, and flew in the messy woodland, echoing the whining wind.
Qin Ming stared slightly, and the electric light splashed all over his body, brightening the woodland red, and the ancient Dayan sword trembled slightly, with a sharp sword aura.
"Do you know their siblings?" Caiyi couldn't help asking Yao'er, she was worried about Qin Ming.
Yao'er shook her head and was observing intently. Although she believed that Qin Ming would win, she also believed that it would not be easy. The inner disciples of the holy hall were not so easy to deal with.