Chapter 1460

"Ah..."

Qin Ming's blood seeps out from his skin and screams bitterly in his mouth.

"You're going to die anyway. Get down on your knees!"

"It's hard to hold on. As long as you kneel down, the pain will disappear."

Suddenly, a voice rose from the bottom of his heart, urging Qin ming to give up.

"You can't give up. You're a warrior."

"The warrior should be indomitable."

"You can't kneel even if you are dead."

Another voice, in the body of Qin and Ming, issued a sonorous and powerful voice.

"Even if I die, I will You can't give in. "

"In this world, only standing Qin Ming, and dead Qin Ming, not kneeling Qin Ming."

The fire in Qin Ming's heart is burning, a pair of eyes, staring at the scorpion soul in front of him.

No matter how painful he was, he would not yield.

Feeling the hard breath on Qin Ming's body, scorpion soul looks ugly. He didn't expect that Qin Ming was so difficult to deal with. He had tried his best.

Using momentum in an attack can cost aura and Tao.

However, he is the emperor of Wu after all. Even if Qin Ming is crushed to death, his aura will not be consumed.

"Bang Bang..."

Qin Ming felt a burst of breath, his heart beating violently, as if to burst open.

"No, I can't support it if I go on like this!"

Qin and Ming are both soul and body cultivation, and their body hardness is extremely strong.

But after all, he was only the most powerful one in martial arts, and his physical strength did not exceed the limit of the most powerful one. He was suppressed by Emperor Wu with all his strength, and he was about to burst.

"Just die like this..."

He has given up the resistance, and the two Wudi besieged him. Even if he resists the momentum, what can he do?

It's not death.

What difference does it make to die like this?

At this time, Qin Ming spirit space, the drop of dark as blood general liquid, suddenly gently vibrated for a moment.

On the forehead, the vertical eyes were opened without the control of Qin Ming.

"Whoosh..."

Like the momentum of the dark clouds on Qin Ming's head, it suddenly disappeared, as if never before.

Qin Ming felt light all over, and all the depressed feelings went away.

Can't help, he touched the forehead on the vertical eye, where smooth as a mirror, the vertical eye has been closed.

"This What's going on? "

However, some of the scorpion's breath was forced from the mouth.

He just felt that the momentum seemed to have met the whole world and had been forced back.

It was something he had never met, not even heard of.

Seeing the scorpion soul injured, Yun Xiatian opens her lips slightly, and her heart is full of surprise.

Scorpion soul but Emperor Wu, the supreme emperor, how can you be hurt?

What's more, he just uses momentum. Even if his momentum is defeated, he won't get hurt?

Is it Qin Ming's momentum that crushed the scorpion soul?

No way!

Unless Unless Qin Ming is a martial god.

If you want to hurt Emperor Wu with momentum alone, only the God of martial arts.

Qin Ming is a martial god. They have been dead for a long time. It's impossible!

"Scorpion soul, what happened to you?" The old woman frowned: "even a little boy can't cope with it. The more I live, the more I go back."

"If you don't ask, I'll kill him!"

Some of them take a look at Qin Ming, but the scorpion soul is not sure what happened just now.

You want to use momentum again, but you are worried about getting hurt again.

Qin Ming did not use momentum to subdue him, which made him feel afraid. Even if he was caught and tortured, with his stubborn will, he could not yield and would not disclose any intelligence.

"Forget it. Kill Qin Ming."

"I believe that anything that can hurt the soul of the scorpion must be extremely rare. As long as Qin Ming is killed, it should not happen again."

Smell speech, the old woman nodded: "I also have some curiosity, in the end is what treasure can hurt the scorpion soul."

"I believe that killing Qin Ming, from his space ring, should be able to find out the treasure."

In one word and one word, they decided the life and death of Qin Ming.

For the two, Qin Ming can only recognize the failure. Today he is dead. He didn't expect Emperor Wu to be so strong. Even if it was not for Tianyan's help, he could not bear it.

But

"You just want my life. It's nothing to do with other people. I'm standing here. You let the others go."

"Qin Ming!" Xuanming and cangyu are very moved: "we are together, to die together."

"No one in wushenzong lives by abandoning his teammates."

"Yes The disciples of wushenzong were excited: "it's worth dying to fight against Emperor Wu in this lifetime."Qin Ming's new elite martial arts master disciples, without saying anything, can hold the weapons in their hands tightly, which has already explained everything.

Looking at all this, the old woman gave a terrible laugh like a duck's quack: "since you want to die together, I will make you happy."

Behind him Yunxia Tian narrowed her eyes, staring at Qin Ming, looking forward to his broken body.

In Qin Ming's hands, she suffered losses more than once. This time, there were two Emperor Wu, and Qin Ming would surely die.

"Shua..."

From the space ring, the old woman takes out a thin sword that is curved like a snake. It is full of aura, and there is a trace of rhyme in it.

She walked slowly and step by step towards the crowd, without any momentum on her body.

But step by step, the sound of soft footstep is like stepping on the hearts of people.

With the sword up, the old woman can hardly even see this group of people, and her heart is full of contempt.

"Wen Tian Jian."

With a soft drink, the curved sword flew up, and a terrible pressure came from the sword. This was the only pressure of Emperor Wu's "Tao.".

They have nowhere to go!

Feel the overwhelming power.

Despair is in everyone's eyes.

Only Qin Ming, tightly holding hands, hands full of fire red aura, red particles wandering in it.

His eyes, dead staring at the old woman, which contains a murderous spirit.

"Interesting."

Seeing Qin Ming's murderous eyes, the old woman's face has a trace of fun, that deep wrinkles, are crowded together.

"Kill!"

Gently spit out a word, the air thin sword, gently rotate, with the rotation, there is aura like armor, wrap it up.

For a while, the thin sword became as big as a mountain, bringing more heavy pressure to the people.

"Whoosh..."

Although it expanded, it moved very fast, like lightning, with the potential to attack the weather, pressing toward Qin Ming and others.

Just when they thought they would be crushed to death by the thin sword, a roar came from afar.

"Don't hurt my son!"

Along with this roar came a huge stick.

The long stick looks rusty, but it has the power that can't be underestimated.

Just such a sweeping, curved sword was swept away and returned to the old woman's hand.

"Father

Hearing the sound, Jiyue smiles on his face.

After the long stick swept away the sword, it crossed an arc in the air and fell into the hands of the middle-aged man in white clothes.
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