Immortal God Asura

Life and Death

A series of wild attacks was as crisp as the fallen leaves, and the appearance of no sign of ending in light and flint. Yao Shan's disciple, Qiao Chen, guarded Zhao Min and retreated more than ten steps to open a safe distance.He held the bronze sword with a golden bow and pointed at the image.The sword was full of coldness, and the momentum became very sharp.

Three disciples were killed and injured twice, and a faint bloody scent permeated the forest. The two severely injured disciples groaned in pain, trying to get up, but struggled a few times and lay there again, with serious injuries.

The figure slowly rose up in the darkness, cold-eyed like a knife, killing, arcing the entire body, reflecting the appearance.

"Qin Ming's? It's you!" Zhao Min was shocked and could not believe the scene in front of him. He had personally taught Qin Ming the strength, which was indeed wild, like a mad hair beast, but his true strength was similar to his own. How could that be a change tonight? Those cold eyes made him not dare to look at her, and his heart grew cold.

“You are not Lingu Triple Sky!” Yaoshan's student was also shocked. A series of onslaught, fierce, and smooth. It was like doing a lot of shows in advance, in one go, and solving a murder in an instant, every move. It's malignant.

Qin Ming stood coldly in the dark for a while, slowly retreated, and picked up the scattered flying blades. "If you want to play, I will accompany you to the end. If you can't kill me, I'll kill you."

"Pride! You deserve something, and you deserve to yell at me." Yaoshan's students were grim, and their momentum increased over and over again. Jinyu's bronze sword actually trembled slightly, letting out a pleasant howl, the sword overflowed, and that killing intent. The forest is very large.

"Qin Ming, you have the courage to dare to kill the same door, Qing Yunzong will never forgive you." Zhao Min suddenly replied, how have we not treated you yet, how dare you come to attack us?

"Get rid of your disgusting face, don't think you can do whatever you want with a good pair of skin. You are not qualified for my Qin Ming life!"

"Don't talk nonsense to him! Kill him, kill me ..." The two blade disciples struggled and looked up. His handsome face became thin from pain and anger, staring at Qin Ming in the darkness ferociously.

"Find your own death, you can't blame us. Qiao Chen, you can't let him escape." Zhao Min urged Yaoshan's disciple, Qin Ming's strength and fierce strength made him feel a deep threat.

“Qiao Chen, kill him, what are you trying to do!” Disciple disciple struck far away from Qin Ming.

Qin Ming suddenly exploded, killing his disciples.

Pupils, knives, don't care about pain, and don't care about pictures. He rushed over to Yaoshan Qiao Chen's disciple and shouted, "Kill him! Kill her!"

“In front of me, you're a little short.” Qiao Chen intercepted firmly. If he was a dragon, he was so fast that he stopped next to the disciple of two blades, took it with a sword, and directly drew five swords and swords. Strong, locking Qin Mingxin's mouth, shoulders, eyebrows, stomach, and throat separately, changed mysteriously, was very complicated, it was impossible to know which sword body was true and which sword was fake.

Qin Ming did not have to blink, there was no need to face the attack. In one shot, the huge sword behind started suddenly. Great power emerged from the mountains and rivers. The sword of fear and the sword of boiling. Everyone feels cold. The cold sword air seemed to cut through his entire body, and his cold hair would be erect.

Huh!

Qin Ming and Qiao Chen passed by, splashing blood.

Qiao Chen took three bloods in a row at Qin Ming.

The ancient sword Qin Ming rubbed Qiao Chen's neck and slashed past. The attack did not decrease, and the tip of the sword did not turn around. He has no influence and continues to have an impact. Target, student!

The two blade disciple on his back hurriedly turned around in shock, and suddenly, the sharp tip of Dayan's ancient sword enlarged rapidly in the pupils.

"No .." exclaimed the Disciple, but his voice stopped suddenly, his head was split by an ancient sword, rolled and rolled forward, his eyes staring round, full of terror.

Be quiet! Needle drops could be heard in the dark forest, as if breathing was frozen!

Qiao Chen turned his back on Qin Ming, and touched his unimaginable neck, blood? There's blood! I only cut meat and not a lot of blood, but I was injured by a servant?

Moreover, the disciple was full of excitement, struggling to retreat, staring into Qin Ming's eyes like a ferocious beast staring at his hair.

Qin Ming stood next to the Sword Disciple's body, his face paled, his blood stained his clothes, and his chest, shoulders, and stomach pierced with a sharp sword. He was severely injured and bleeding, but his appearance and expression were even scarier.

"Qiao Chen's! Qiao Chen's!" Zhao Min screamed and woke Qiao Chen, his hands condensed fire, and he nervously faced off.

“Qin Ming, no one can save you today.” Qiao Chen was angry, killed, and rushed at Qin Ming with his sword, no more objections.

Qin Ming covered the worst wound on his chest, and took two steps back unhurriedly, and turned silently into a night.

"Catch her! Catch her! Don't let him run." Zhao Min ordered another disciple.

The sturdy disciple looked at the two tragically dead disciples, and gritted his teeth, and got up to catch up.

"Don't be afraid of him! He had been seriously injured and could not escape for long."

"Qin Ming has just succeeded with a surprise attack, and his strength is far worse than ours."

"Ground him and kill him head-on."

Zhao Min chased after them, shouting to remind each other, they should not be weak.

Qin Ming's lips tightly clasped, covering the bloody wound and rushing in the dark mountain forest. The injury seemed very serious, but Qin Ming was insensitive to pain and could tolerate it. There have been too many injuries in the last eight years. I don't know how many times more serious this is. This injury is nothing.

………………

Zhao Min chased after them for a long time, and finally had to admit that they were lost again!

“What strength does Qin Ming have?” The disciple questioned Zhao Min.

"His land is not high, but he has tremendous brutal power, but he can wield brutal force to the extreme. After all, his strength cannot be evaluated by the realm." Zhao Min was unwilling to admit it, but had to accept the reality. Today Late Qin Ming really surprised him.

"Cruel strength? He was more than just brute strength. His sword skills are smoother than mine." Qiao Chen was now thinking about the sword last night, which made him feel threatened. And he was a little skeptical of what had happened in the brief confrontation at that time. He recalled that he first used Qin Ming's bronze sword to swing Qin Ming's sword, and then made a surprise attack. It should be able to directly kill Qin Ming. But Qin Ming's sword seemed unaffected and pierced straight.

The golden bronze sword was a sword with a handle. It can easily cut iron stones. If you really find Qin Ming's sword, you should cut it off instantly, but ... do I remember it wrongly? Didn't that touch his sword?

Zhao Min shook his head resolutely: "No way, I know Qin Mingli's strength, he can't have martial arts."

Qiao Chen said: "Don't argue about this, seek Qin's life first, don't let him escape. He struck my sword, his veins were pierced, and his injuries would become more and more serious.

Deep within the dense forest, Qin Ming sat in a hidden cave, absorbing the breath of life in the deep mountain old forest.

The vitality of life here was even stronger than in Qing Yunzong.

After one night of rehabilitation, the wound basically stopped.At noon, the wound had no scars, and in the afternoon, it healed!

The beauty of Sheng Sheng Jue was here, compared to some elixir.

I don't know how many times Qin Ming was saved in these years.

"Qiao Chen's! Seventh Heaven Lingwu!"

Qin Ming secretly recalled the battle last night, it was extremely thrilling. His strength was far from enough to challenge Qi Zhongtian, even if he was hard to challenge. Just as Sanzhong Tian to Tian Zhongtian was an obstacle, and Liu Zhongtian to Qizhong Tian was also an obstacle.The strength after crossing would be a qualitative improvement.

When this happened, Qin Ming could not retreat, whether you die or I die, there was no room for relaxation. I used to have a problem in Qingyunzong, now I am in the old forest in the mountains and hunting for life and death, If you cannot kill me, I will kill you.

Isn't that more cruel than anyone else?

Before dark, Qin Ming left again, bringing the ancient sword of Dayan into the depths of Lao Lin, looking for Zhao Min. He was much inferior to the enemy and could only use the night cover to attack.

Along the way, Qin Ming was cautious, without carelessness, he would avoid the active evil spirits. Fortunately, he did not find an extremely powerful demon spirit, otherwise his current strength might not give him a chance to escape.

Fortunately, it didn't take long to find the spirit grass, but three spirit grasses gathered and hid in thick bushes.

Three sublime spirit grasses could help Qin Ming augment his spiritual power.

"There's a fight!"

Qin Ming suddenly stopped and listened attentively.

Not like a fight between warriors, but more like a group of warriors fighting with demon spirits.

It came from the old forest ahead.

Following the sound, he rushed silently.

In front of him was a dense forest, a towering figure could be seen faintly, there was a huge shadow and a thrilling roar of ferocious beasts, and you could feel that the battle was extremely fierce.

Qin Ming leaped onto the large tree, moved between the branches, and approached cautiously.

There were about five wolves in the forest, at this moment, there were five men and women with cliff swords besieging the giant monsters. The monster looked like a tiger, but was even bigger than a black bear, with black hair, blood-red eyes with brutal eyes, full of serrations, and two sharp fangs coming out of its mouth, half a meter long. The sharpness has radian.

Sabretooth!

Qing Yunzong possessed this type of demon spirit, his nature was extremely cruel, ruthless, a territory comparable to a high-level martial arts warrior. The claws and fangs were his weapons, and his entire body rolled in a black wind, rolling the pebbles and flying.

Qin Ming carefully observed that the five men and women were wearing ordinary clothes, like mercenaries in the forest. Their attacks were wild, and they worked together very well. They had advanced and retreated and had rich experience. There were three bloody men lying in the ruins, and it seemed that they could no longer die, they were killed under the claws of the saber-toothed beast.

The battle was more than fierce, it was dangerous.

The sword-toothed beast had gone mad, and a fierce black wind had stirred the ruins, rushing left and right, roaring again and again.

The five mercenaries seemed to be unable to hold on. The four continued to fly, wielding sword-toothed beasts, and worked extremely hard. A strong young man dressed in black was responsible for the main attack. The two-meter long sword was wide open. The attack was wild.

"Oh!"

Several sword lights split on the saber-toothed beast, tearing apart the flesh, the sword-toothed beast growled, the four men and women struck out with a single punch, and retreated firmly. Cut Sabertooth's head badly.

Howls! The sword-toothed beast roared, a claw pulled towards the sword, Mars splashed, deafened, and the man relentlessly retreated, the, but the sharp beak of the sharp-toothed beast was also shaken with blood.

"Friends! Have you seen enough? Help me!" The man threw to the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly shouted towards Qin Ming's hideout.