Qin Ming didn't know the audience's opinion. After summoning the flas and transforming, he rushed to Jin Zhijun at the fastest speed, trying to kill him in the shortest ti.
After Qin Ming's transformation, he felt the extrely strong murderous aura in him, and the contempt on Jin Zhijun's face had long since disappeared, and he also transford in the first ti.
As a genius of the Jinxuan Macaque Clan, his bloodline is of extrely high rank, and his aura after transformation is also extrely extraordinary.
When Qin Ming rushed towards him, he had already pulled out the long sword around his waist and stabbed Qin Ming with his fist head-on.
This sword has no bells and whistles, pure power, and the mighty avenue of fire.
bang...
The sword and the fist collided, making a loud noise, the flas of the flas rose a little in vain, and at the sa ti, the avenue of fire of the purple long sword was also a little richer.
The sword and the fist collided, and they were separated at the touch, and both of them took three steps back.
"How is that possible!?" Jin Zhijun looked at Qin Ming in disbelief.
He thought that Qin Ming only dared to hide behind Jin Zhizhi, thinking that he was an arrogant and could easily defeat him.
It was only now that I found out that Qin Ming is not a sleight of hand, not only is he not a sleight of hand, but his martial arts strength is very good.
He is a small realm of Gao Qinming, and he is evenly matched with Qin Ming.
No, he felt a powerful force lingering on the long sword. This force was not under his control, exactly the sa as the force on Qin Ming's fist.
Even if he uses the fire road in his body, there is no way to remove this power.
"It's not right, this force affects my moves. If I want to clear them all, I need to spend a lot of fire on the road." Jin Zhijun's face finally changed.
You can't confront Qin Ming head-on, or the power wrapped around the long sword will make him a little overwheld.
Originally, I thought about torturing Qin Ming and then killing him, but now it seems that it is difficult to defeat him.
and
Jin Zhijun saw the fierce light in Qin Ming's eyes, which was an undisguised killing intent.
It was obvious that Qin Ming dared to kill him even though he had a high status in the Jinxuan Macaque Clan.
Before Jin Zhijun could continue to think, Qin Ming's attacks ca one after another.
This ti, Jin Zhijun put away the slightest contempt for Qin Ming in his heart, and stabbed the long sword in his hand at the fastest speed.
In order to sharpen his martial arts strength, he often goes out to fight, a long sword dance is airtight, looking for flaws in Qin Ming's body.
But Qin Ming has experienced hundreds of battles, and there are flaws in his body for him to use.
It looked like a flaw everywhere, but when he was about to make a move, he found that there were traps everywhere.
Strong, too strong.
Not only is he strong in attack power, but he also has very rich combat experience, so Jin Zhijun can only cope with it and can only keep defending.
The so-called long-term defense must be lost. Jin Zhijun defended for dozens of rounds, but Qin Ming found the right ti and punched him on the shoulder. Jin Zhijun flew upside down and fell to the edge of the ring, spitting out blood from his mouth.
He looked at Qin Ming in disbelief, stood up with a sword and pestle, gasping for breath.
He actually lost!
Jin Zhijun's eyes looked at Jin Zhizhi, and when he saw Jin Zhizhi shaking his head again and again at him, his eyes seed to tell him to let him down and stop fighting Qin Ming.
"No, Jin Zhizhi is mine. No matter how strong Qin Ming is, he can't take away my Jin Zhizhi." Jin Zhijun stood up. At this mont, he really felt that Qin Ming was going to take away his Jin Zhizhi.
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