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Chapter 74 Furious Battle (3)

The battlefield atmosphere was slightly solidified, Qin Ming was scarred, but he climbed up again. The battle was raging and raging. His eyes were congested and he was discouraged.

And Guo Shantong and Xia Xingluo were sober quickly, one was to tear the chest with an axe, and the other was to hit the shoulders with a fist. They stimulated the spirit with pain and forcibly restored the mind.

After yesterday, everyone in Tu Lingzong asked Xu Hanfeng's situation carefully and discussed countermeasures in order to be prepared when he encountered Qin Ming.

Unexpectedly, it was really used!

"This is your dependence? Then you can say goodbye to this Wutai!" Guo Shantong and Xia Xingluo shook their heads vigorously, lifted their momentum, and rushed to Qin Ming without a second thought.

Qin Ming still didn't say a word, gritted his teeth, endured severe pain, murderous, and never moved forward.

Dance wildly and shoot like electricity!

All three fell into a state of insanity, one retreat, one advance, one hit and one hit, all with huohuo fresh wind.

The battle between them does not require sufficient spiritual power to support them like other spiritual warriors. Once the spiritual power is exhausted, there is no more fighting power. They rely more on physical collisions, and the flutter of blood and sweat. It looks more exciting.

The family members and young ladies in the stands all stood up, shouting, cheering, and encouraging, and they rarely saw such a fierce battle.

Men fight, bloody!

"Crazy! Is this a martial art, or is it desperate?" Fan Xin covered his mouth and dared not watch the battle on the field.

"The battle today is enough to make Qin Ming famous." Many disciples began to admit that madness is a bit crazy, but this person has toughness and blood.

At this time, the fierce battle suddenly reversed, and the atmosphere of Yanwuchang suddenly died.

On the stage of Yanwu, a picture seemed to freeze. Qin Ming hugged the split axe on his back, leaning back, his hands facing the sky, squeezing the heavy axe tightly, the sharp edge of the axe stopped at the tip of his nose. If he couldn't stop it, or if the axe pushed down again, he might split his head in half.

But he stopped!

Is it lucky? Still sure?

The men and women covered their mouths and started to sweat coldly. Who dares to take the axe of Tu Lingzong like this?

As soon as the audience was exclaimed, the next second after Qin Ming stopped the giant axe, he pushed the axe to the side, his whole body tossed up, his gyro turned at a high speed, his feet were stricken with lightning, and he was struck by Xia Xing Luo's armpit position.

Xia Xingluo was attacked by Qin Ming's murderous gas in the previous round, and his consciousness was dizzy.

Qin Ming's strength was violent. He shattered the ribs under Xia Xingluo's armpit, flew him out, and snatched the two-meter-long giant axe.

Xia Xingluo was more than ten meters away, and his right arm was almost unconscious. The severe pain made him completely sober, and he seemed to be mad. He was also inspired by the madness and blood of Qin Ming's madness, and he never gave up until the end.

"Yeah! Come again!" Qin Ming growled, danced a giant axe, and chopped Guoshan bronze.

The three hundred pounds of axe was blown into the wind by his dance. Instead of being unfamiliar, he was very smooth. Guo Shan's copper backed up again and again.

The eight disciples were deeply shocked. Where is this martial art? It is a battlefield of life and death.

Passion and domineering.

Barbaric and tragic.

They saw Qin Ming's mighty power, and even felt that monstrous murderous spirit. Is this really a disciple cultivated by Qing Yunzong? This madness and murderousness are more like the disciples of the Blood Evil Sect, while the violent and brutal ones want the disciples of the Turin Sect more.

Tu Yizong's Yang Yi frowned slowly, no longer talking, his eyes fixed on the battlefield. Suddenly he no longer disliked Qin's life, but instead faintly gave birth to the urge to appear in person, as well as a lively fierce battle.

"If you don't die, you have to waste it, why bother?" Zhang Lan whispered.

"Guo Shantong and Xia Xingluo are descendants of Tulingzong's generation, second only to Yang Yi, and they have failed to suppress Qin's life." Murong Chong's expression was complicated, and he changed to himself, facing Shang Guoshan and Xia Xingluo It is difficult for any one of them to win, and Qin Ming even fought two against him, which is hard to imagine.

Ding Dian also watched the battle from the stage: "Guo Shantong and Xia Xingluo are both prepared. Unlike Xu Hanfeng, they are not as easy to clean up. Qin Ming wants to win them. It is difficult."

"What exactly does Qin Ming want? A victory is so important." Li Nian didn't understand. The battle on the stage obviously changed its taste. Qin Ming fights for strength, and even fights for his life. Every move is very dangerous. Any mistake may directly kill him.

On the main stage.

Su Lingzong's frown slowly stretched, and suddenly asked the Qingyun Sovereign to his side: "Zong Li, Qin Ming is really your Qingyun Sect's servant?"

Qingyun Zongzong played a haha, didn't speak, how many times have you asked. He was also shocked by Qin Ming's performance, and he also understood why Qin Ming was desperately desperate.

"Since it is a servant, that is not important, what do you want me to do?" As soon as the Sovereign Sovereign said this, all the Sovereigns were stunned. Is this love?

"He used to be a servant, but now he is no longer." Sovereign Qingyun Zong smiled, and that's true. According to the agreement with Qin Ming, as long as Qin Ming can win one game, he can be pardoned as a servant. No longer a Qing Yunzong servant.

"For what reason did Qin Ming become a servant?" The Blood Evil Sovereign also interjected, and seemed to be interested.

"An accident." Sovereign Qingyun Sovereign did not want to say more.

Not only are the suzerainians interested, but some disciples also feel that something is wrong. Qin Ming is either a complete lunatic, or there is something wrong.

"Why is Qin Ming a servant?" A disciple of Xuan Xinzong came to the side of Qing Yunzong.

"Related to you?" Mu Cheng and others frowned.

"Ask what's wrong, what can't be said."

"There is really nothing to say." Tieshanhe held the iron knife and looked at the fierce battlefield of Qintai: "Qin Ming was a master of a city. Eight years ago, Qing Yunzong destroyed him. 200,000 people were taken into the mine as slaves, and he captured Qingyunzong as servants. "

"Ah?" That Xuan Xinzong thought he had heard it wrong, and Qin Ming had revenge against Qing Yunzong?

"Qin Ming sold himself to the Chamber of Commerce, and changed the chance of participating in the eight tea parties. You are ranking better. He is fighting for his life, and he wants to save his loved ones."

"Tieshanhe! You said too much!" Mu Cheng sternly reminded that the meaning of these words was vague. If they were passed on, they would be seriously misunderstood. You are also a disciple of Qing Yunzong, but framed Qing Yunzong?

Understood, it turned out to be insider. The disciple of Xuan Xinzong smiled and quietly retreated.

Not long after, the grievances about Qin Ming and Qing Yunzong spread to all disciples and also passed to the stands.

What Tie Shanhe said was ambiguous. As a result, the word changed, and even Qingyunzong slaughtered Qin Mingman.

The Eight Sects have high strength and strong realm, and they have a wide range of knowledge. Naturally, I have heard the following discussion.

Qingyun Zongzong's face is not good-looking, who spread this? twist the truth!

At this moment, the battle situation between Wutai and Taiwan changed suddenly. Qin Ming shook off his huge axe and forced Xia Xingluo to chase Guo Shantong to start a stormy storm. His arms and arms were dark and energetic. He followed Guo in succession. Shan Tong was banging on him, and he was pressing him from the field to the corner of Wutai.

"The scream of the screaming sky!" Guo Shantong gave a counterattack regardless of his attack, his fists struck, the air was swollen, and the surrounding air was boiling, his roar was deafening. However, his consciousness was blurred, and he did not see the direction of Qin Ming at all, so that Qin Ming completely avoided the offensive and struck him from the side. He just disrupted his attack and then punched him with a punch. On the head.

broken! The disciples changed in color.

If Guo Shantong was struck by lightning, his consciousness turned round and round, and his majestic body fell straight from Wutai.

A hundred meters away, Xia Xingluo shook his head vigorously, forcibly returning to his mind. He took a deep breath, clasped the axe, snarled, and raised his ax to fight back.

but……

Qin Ming had been killed from the back, without waiting for him to turn around with his axe, Qin Ming limped up, his clenched fist banged in the back of Xia Xingluo's neck, sharp and vigorous, even more black gas.

Xia Xingluo's body shivered a few steps, and he knelt heavily on the ground. The perseverance and perseverance finally collapsed at this moment, was attacked by the fierce murderous spirit, and bowed his head and hit the Wutai.