Chapter 1411

"War!" Jiyue put his big knife on the ground, and his whole body was boiling.

On the other side, Qin Ming clenched his purple fist in the handshake, and there was a crackling sound in the air.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yue's face became more and more dignified. He found that Qin Ming's physical strength was not inferior to him after he broke through the most powerful martial saint.

"I'm going to attack. Be careful." Staring at Jiyue, Qin Ming saw that he was ready and said with a smile.

"Come on

The sword Shua was raised by Jiyue with one hand, and his whole body breath pressed towards Qin Ming.

Qin Ming only felt as if the breeze was blowing and his hair was flying. He used to put pressure on him like a mountain. Now, if he didn't look at Jiyue, he didn't know that the other party had already used his momentum.

"It seems that my strength has been improved qualitatively."

Thinking of this, Qin Ming is looking forward to it.

"Coming!"

Step lightly on the ground, a flash, Qin Ming appeared on the side of the extreme jump, his fist tightly clenched, his aura surrounded, purple gloves, emitting a little bit of light.

Looking at Qin Ming's powerful and heavy fist, ziyue's face was dignified. On the surface, it seemed to be an ordinary martial saint's fist, but spiritually, there was a pressure coming from him, and all told him that it was extremely difficult.

"Wow..."

With the sound of the wind, Jiyue uses his full strength without hesitation. The aura of his whole body rushes into the sword. The gray sword seems to be challenged and makes a buzzing sound. With the speed of lightning, a knife fiercely cuts Qin Ming's fist.

"Boom..."

Qin ming could not help but step back half step. When his fist reached the intersection, his aura exploded, and a gust of wind moved the corner of his coat.

But Jiyue felt that he had chopped himself on a big mountain with a knife and received a huge shock force. The whole person couldn't stop retreating eight steps.

The hand holding the knife couldn't help shaking.

"Poof..."

A mouthful of blood gushed from the chest, reached the throat, and could not help being vomited out.

"Take Buxin pill quickly!" Qin Minglian was busy.

Jiyue sits down quickly, puts the knife on the ground, takes out a perfect tonic pill from the space ring and swallows it.

Feel the surging Qi of life on the pill, towards the arm, and spit out a mouthful of turbid Qi.

"Is this the fight between the martial saints and the strong?"

Looking at the aura of concussion in the air, the disciples were silent.

When they fight, even if they attack with aura, they can only make the aura in the air fluctuate for a while, far from being able to make such a violent shock.

It's like aura in the air. It can't bear two people to fight and want to escape.

"It's really strong. Their strength is much stronger than that of the martial sage in the past."

"The two of them have just broken through the martial saint to the strong soon, and their strength still has a lot of room for improvement."

Looking at the two people, cangyu's heart is surging.

"Qin Ming, in particular, was like a Tyrannosaurus Rex in ancient times. He was able to beat the extreme leap with strength into serious injury."

"If only we had such an excellent martial saint."

On the other hand, Qin Ming was the honorary elder of their clan, and he was very happy.

"The patriarch was so wise. He estimated that he had seen the potential of Qin and Ming for a long time, so he invested heavily in Qin Ming."

Thinking of the importance the clan attached to Qin and Ming, Cang Yu could not help but rise a kind of patriarch. The patriarch is worthy of being the patriarch and knows the potential of Qin and Ming.

The early ones were called Qin Ming.

You know, from the time the patriarch woke up, he was friendly to Qin Ming, and asked all the information in Senmu city to pay attention to the safety of Qin and Ming.

He also asked him to send Qin ming to dasenmu city in person.

Although Qin and Ming didn't see it.

But with his shrewdness, he must have found out.

Later, Qin Ming returned a lot of perfect pills to help the disciples of wushenzong.