The Immortal King In The City Chapter 335: Franch during the foundation period!

The magic weapon and sword he had hidden for a long time was finally able to be sacrificed at this time, and Qin Ming's storage bottle flashed slightly, and a long sword appeared.

The long sword appeared in this world, as if a shining silver dragon appeared, stirring the sky full of stars, even though the stars were brilliant, under this soaring sword aura, everything would dim.

"What is this? It turned out to be a magic weapon? How could a monk in the Qi training period be able to possess such a magic weapon?" The ninth-level monks in the Qi training period were all stared at it, and their heart was calm by this sword aura. It was extremely disturbed.

The middle-aged talent who fought with Qin Ming was truly frightened. At the moment when he used Broken Star Zhang, he hadn't expected that this young man had any reservations.

Now that he noticed the vertical and horizontal sword aura, his face changed in an instant, and even the palm strength he hit out was unstable because of the fluctuation of his mood.

"Damn, I don't believe it anymore. With my deeper spiritual power and richer combat experience, I can't fix him?"

He can barely be regarded as an old world. After a short period of fluctuation, he quickly returned to normal, and his heart surged with more ruthlessness. The palms were windy and terrifying.

"Whoo!"

A strong sword aura burst out from the sword, and then in a very violent and direct posture, it rushed to the palm of the broken star palm.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man sneered in his heart, saying that you, the seventh-level kid of the Qi training period, even if you have a magic weapon in your hand, what? Can you break through my palm?

However, as soon as this thought of him appeared, the fierce sword aura had already penetrated the terrifying palm wind. The sharp breath is like the sun breaking through the clouds in the morning. The power is heart-shaking, awesome, and it makes people unable to resist!

Qin Ming squeezed the hilt of the sword tightly, twisting his body, turning like a flexible fish. The long sword cut across, about to cut the middle-aged man in half.

The middle-aged man reacted fairly quickly, and when he noticed a sense of life-threatening in his heart, he quickly stepped back. Silver sword light passed by him, and finally cut off one of his arms.

"Ah!"

He only had time to let out a scream when he lost an arm. He didn't even dare to stop, and immediately backed away.

"Fucked, this kid is weird!"

He used his right hand to firmly press the wound on his right arm, his breath was already extremely weak. The sword Qin Ming used just now was not just as simple as cutting off one of his arms, the sharp sword aura directly invaded his body and wreaked havoc in his body.

It can be said that under this sword, he has lost the ability to fight. If he hadn't run faster just now, he would definitely die.

"It turns out that he was pretending from the beginning, and he pretended to be fooled for so long!"

The eyes of the cultivator on the ninth floor of the Qi training period stared at Qin Ming, with unspeakable ferocity and malice in his eyes. If he hadn't been treated as an ordinary monk, he wouldn't have been so careless.

"Now I know it's too late." Qin Ming, holding a sword, looked like a peerless swordsman standing on the ground, with a slight disdain in his indifferent eyes.

"Get revenge for me, I want one of his hands!" Losing his strength, the middle-aged man could only fall to the ground.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

The middle-aged man on the ninth level during the Qi training period nodded vigorously, and then said nothing, his aura suddenly soared. When the strong spiritual power gushed out of the body, it even formed an invisible gust of wind.

"Boy, die!"

His yelling sound was maddening, and under the blessing of this momentum, it instantly turned into a gust of wind, and rushed to Qin Ming.

Under his palm, a white dagger flashed out. After a few beautiful turns on his fingers, he held it tightly.

He squeezed his figure in the middle, and his light body seemed to have suddenly increased by hundreds of catties, and suddenly fell. He stamped his feet on the ground severely, and after a loud "bang", a big hole appeared where he stood.

"Boom!"

After stepping on the ground, his knees bend, and then they are like two powerful springs, borrowing force from the earth, making him look like a sharp sword out of its sheath, which is difficult to catch with the naked eye. Speed ​​went to Qin Ming.

"Awesome, worthy of the ninth level of the Qi training period!"

Seeing the cultivator who was speeding up suddenly, Qin Ming's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and a dangerous gauze was covered in his heart. He is indeed strong now, but where is the difference in strength, it is difficult to gain an advantage if he fights hard.

Qin Ming skimmed to the side, and at the same time he swung his sword to the side and slashed out.

"Ding!"

A clear sound of steel collision was heard, and the tip of the dagger pierced the blade with great accuracy.

Feeling the vibration from the sword, Qin Ming let out a cold snort in his heart with his strength. He was a person who easily conceded defeat, and immediately backhanded his sword again.

The other party is not a vegetarian. Although the dagger in his hand is not a magic weapon, in terms of its preciousness, its sharpness is far inferior to Qin Ming's sword. But he clearly understands that every inch is risky.

If you go head-to-head, he may not be able to gain the upper hand. If he wants to win, he must be close to the opponent's body and rely on a snake-like dagger to win.

At this time, he didn't care about the image problem. After the cat dodged the sword with his waist, he carried the dagger and stabbed Qin Ming.

At this moment, Qin Ming didn't move at all, as if he was frightened and couldn't react quickly. This made him feel happy, and the tip of the dagger was pointed at Qin Ming's chest and inserted.

But before his smile lasted for two seconds, it turned into a deep horror!

Because he felt that the domineering sword aura was also extremely fast, and when he attacked, the sword aura had already reached him.

"What the hell?"

He cursed in his heart. In his feeling, this young man's swordsmanship was like that of a grandmaster-style hero. He used the sword with ease.

He has tried very hard to rush in, but every time he thinks he is ready to succeed, the sword aura like a silver dragon comes sideways and keeps him out. This feeling is extremely uncomfortable.

"Damn thing!"

He was extremely annoyed, his whole body was soaring, his angry face was like a tiger about to eat people, extremely terrifying. He really did not expect that when they were two different classes, they would fall into a disadvantage when they were fighting.

Because of his anger, his arms holding the dagger trembling constantly, and finally he raised his hair and made a roar like a beast. The roar wrapped in spiritual power spread out in all directions.

When many people heard vaguely, they even thought that a tiger from the zoo came out?

"Little bastard, I will let you die now!"

Roaring with a hideous face, he raised the hand holding the dagger, and then suddenly exerted force, the sharp dagger stabbed into his chest abruptly, and the bright blood splashed everywhere.

The sputtered blood drop did not fall to the ground, but floated strangely, as if supported by an invisible force.

The pain made him look even more terrifying, and those **** eyes were round ~IndoMTL.com~ Under Qin Ming's frown, he stabbed his chest again.

The splashing blood floated again and finally condensed into a blood pill. The blood evil spirit is extremely strong, just a bead the size of a thumb, can it have such a powerful energy?

He opened his mouth and swallowed it with one mouthful. The moment the blood pill entered the pill, the blood of the blood evil spirit contained in the pill poured into his body, melted into his limbs, and strengthened his power.

"Dead!"

After swallowing the blood pill, his strength has been greatly improved. Under the blessing of this power, his speed doubled, only to see a **** shadow passing by, he had already arrived in front of Qin Ming.

"So fast!"

Qin Ming said in shock, only feeling that his face was sore and uncomfortable under the pressure, and then quickly stepped back and escaped a punch.

However, there was a terrifying force brewing on the opponent's right fist, and he swiped Qin Ming's chest fiercely. This strength is so strong that even Qin Ming couldn't resist it!

The intense pressure of the wind made Qin Ming gritted his teeth, and even had difficulty breathing. The difference in strength between the two of them was still quite large.

When the fist was about to fall on Qin Ming's chest, the surrounding air seemed to freeze suddenly, and a strange atmosphere filled the surroundings.

"I dare to be so arrogant under my nose, and have the courage!" A voice full of domineering and playfulness came from the sky.

The sound is like layers of thunder, pressing down, making his ears buzzing before his fist is completely thrown out, dizzy and very uncomfortable!

When he looked up, he found that there was a person standing in the air...

Standing in the air?

Something seemed to have been thought of, his heart suddenly shrank because of the fear that came suddenly, and he cried out: "The foundation-building monk? How is it possible!"