Chapter 778

"Ha ha I want to run. Do you think you can stop me? " Looking at Qin Ming's indignation, the middle-aged man said with a proud smile.

However, he took eight pills and completely concealed his breath. It was very difficult to find him anywhere.

"Is it?" A voice suddenly came from behind him, and the middle-aged man's face changed dramatically, because he had already sensed that there were six wuzuns coming.

Seven people besieged him. Even if he took pills, he was not sure he could escape.

"No, I can't wait to die. I have to disappear in front of them before they are surrounded." The middle-aged man made up his mind in an instant. With a little footstep, he rushed out of the city like an illusion.

There is a forest near Qianyang city. Hiding in the forest, no matter how many wuzun there are, I don't want to find him.

Standing in the same place, Qin Ming looked at the middle-aged man who was running away. After he left for a while, he flew to chase him.

"They can't find me!" The middle-aged man was busy breathing under the withered tree, and he felt more and more rotten under the tree.

Qin Ming flies around the big tree and surrounds the middle-aged man with other Wu zuns.

"It's true that you buried yourself, eh It's really a good idea, so that we don't have to dig for you later. " Sensing the middle-aged man hiding in the pit, Qin Ming said with a smile.

Hearing Qin Ming's words, I especially felt that the breath of seven martial masters surrounded him. The middle-aged man's face was bitter, his legs were shaking and praying. Qin Ming and his group were just cheating him.

"Since you want to stay in the pit, I'll satisfy your wish." When he raised his fist, Qin Ming sneered. The spirit of his fist was boiling, and the forces of heaven and earth swarmed together.

"The dragon is a dragon!" With a slight step, Qin Ming appears at the top of the cave and blows his fist at it.

"Bang." A big knife stretched out from the pit and blocked in front of Qin Ming's fist. The two made a sharp crash.

Qin Ming stepped back, touched the golden fist on his hand and nodded in secret.

The sword was blown away by Qin Ming. The middle-aged man retreated in succession. He had just stopped. A long silver sword was drawn towards his neck.

I don't know when Xia Kun appeared behind him with a long silver sword in his hand.

"It's over." An idea flashed through the middle-aged man's mind, and then he was forever in the dark.

"Let's go and find other wuzuns." Glancing at the corpse of the middle-aged man, Qin Ming said faintly.

"That's great. It's the best I've ever killed." Xia Kun laughed and put away the ring of space on the middle-aged man and said.

Everyone laughed, as if to see the collapse of the Qian Dynasty.

In this way, Qin Ming and many wuzuns found and killed the wuzuns of the Qian Dynasty one by one.

"Another one. There's only one left." Qin Ming scornfully glanced at the fallen Emperor Wu Zun of the Qian Dynasty and said lightly.

Wu Zun knelt down and begged for mercy when he knew he was going to die. It was a disgrace to Wu Zun.

Xia Kun was also very disdainful of the Wu Zun. He kicked his body and took off his space ring.

"There's only one. Kill her and the battle is over." Looking at the sunset in the sky, Qin Ming touched his fist and said faintly.

"The last wuzun, just got the news, she went back to Jun Dynasty. It seems that she is in Juncheng. Our people can't find out what she is doing." Yang family Wu Zun stepped forward and said.