"What about the others?"

After seeing the people in the room clearly, the old monk's face turned white, his kind eyebrows and kind eyes were no longer suspicious, but his eyes were full of evil qi when he looked at Qin Ming, and anger appeared on his white face, "Little thief, what about the others?" ”

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Qin Ming gently put the little guy on the ground, and at this moment he was already frightened and unconscious.

"What about the others, I ask?"

The old monk was almost furious when he saw Qin Ming's indifference, what he had planned for so long had been in vain, making him feel like crazy.

"Won't you read it yourself?"

Qin Ming said in an understated voice, saying that the old monk's head was smoking, this is angry.

Everything came to naught because of Qin Ming's arrival, and a thick murderous intent appeared on his kind face.

"Yang Er, leave it to me here, you hurry up and bring a few people to chase after you, you must bring them back to me, especially the son of the county order, whether he lives or dies, he must arrest me back!" The old monk's voice was almost hoarse, and he was so angry that his liver hurt.

"Okay, I'll take someone to chase it!"

The big man had a very flexible head at this time, and chased out with a few people at speed.

"Little thief, how do you want to die?"

The old monk looked at Qin Ming is belly full of anger, he originally arrested Qin Ming in order to balance Qin Shan, but he didn't expect to catch a scourge, and directly disrupted their plan, and when their young master came, he didn't know how to answer.

"It depends on how you let me die?"

Qin Ming's confidence in speaking was not very strong, he could see that this old monk was very good at kung fu.

It can be seen from the vertical leap just now that he is definitely not an ordinary martial artist, and it is very likely that he is an acquired master.

The internal force of ordinary martial artists, or the true qi, could not be released from the body at all, but he just saw the old monk release the true qi out of the body.

He is an ordinary martial artist, and he is not enough to see in front of this acquired master.

"Hahaha, then I'll let you survive and die!"

The old monk's body moved, and a flash of light flashed through his fist.

Suddenly, there was a sound of wind around his fist, which was the true qi of a typical acquired master.

"Moo moo moo!"

Qin Ming naturally didn't dare to meet his edge, and his body chose to take the initiative to retreat.

In the process of retreating, the dragon elephant fist mark came out, and a move Tianlong Zhenshan blocked his chest.

"Plop!"

At this moment, Qin Ming's body was smashed back by the old monk's punch, and the table behind him was smashed to pieces.

His throat was salty and fishy, he opened his mouth and spit out a large mouthful of blood, and the place where his chest had been smashed by the old monk was hot and painful.

It was as if he had been slammed into it with a hammer, and at the same time, he felt a hot air flow slowly flowing into his body.

Another obvious feature of the acquired master is corrosion of internal strength, and it will be very troublesome if it is not removed in time.

"A small ordinary martial artist dares to take my punch, it's just asking for his own death!"

Looking at Qin Ming, who was almost unsteady on his feet, the old monk had a cold smile on his face, and his eyes were full of mockery.

At this time, Qin Ming's mind was drowsy for a while, and the pain in his chest was even more painful, and he couldn't even gather his internal strength.

"Little thief, punch me again!"

The old monk spoke as neatly as he did things, and his body rotated to drive gusts of wind, so unscrupulously he punched again.

Suddenly, a faint light appeared on his fist.

He was really angry, and his acquired strength was fully displayed.

"Today, because of your arrival, everything has messed up with me, you will die and you will not be able to forgive your sin, I will let you suffer all the human torture!"

"Qin Gongzi, be careful!"

The little guy in Tianyinfang Courtyard was awakened by the wind driven by the old monk, and just happened to see the old monk's punch with all his might.

He was just looking at the shouting, he didn't even have the ability to stand, let alone fight side by side with Qin Ming.

Qin Ming naturally saw it in his eyes, the strength of the old monk's punch was at least more than 1,200 catties, which was even more powerful than the punch just now, and it was not something his body could withstand at all, and before the fist arrived, he felt a strong qi blowing.

A chill in my mind sobered up.

The body that almost fainted retreated, and the instinctive fist raised to block, and the golden hand with 10 pulls of power punched out.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

The old monk's face was once again a mocking smile, but then there was a stiffness.

At the moment when the two fists collided, his fists seemed to hit a copper wall, and in a trance, he really heard the sound of metal clanging, and the impact made him directly doubt his life, and the junior of an ordinary martial artist actually gave him such a big shock.

"You ......"

A heart-piercing pain came, so painful that the old monk's brows furrowed, and there was a trace of blood on his fist.

was more shocked, and was shocked by Qin Ming's punch.

Qin Ming is just an ordinary martial artist, to be precise, he is not a martial artist.

According to the non-public division, only the martial artists who have impacted the day after tomorrow can be regarded as martial artists in the true sense.

couldn't help but look at Qin Yang opposite, his innocence was written on a green face, a weak and deceitful appearance, a face that looked sickly, and even his eyes were not spiritual, let alone any martial arts.

It was such an ordinary young man who could no longer be ordinary, and he actually faced his fist, and he did not fall behind at all, which was a little terrifying, the old monk's deep eyes looked at Qin Ming repeatedly, and Qin Ming had goosebumps.

In fact, Qin Ming was even more surprised than the old monk, he didn't know that his fists could be so powerful.

It seems that part of the power of the punch just now was not his.

What's more important is that his hands seem to have collapsed, and a hot feeling hits, and the pain makes him break out in a cold sweat.

"I don't believe it, you can really go against the sky!"

This time, the old monk used ninety percent of his strength, and a pair of fists hit Qin Ming's chest one after another, and he almost got out of anger.

Basically, there was no need to think about it, Qin Ming's body was smashed straight by the old monk and flew out, smashing Qin Ming's mind with a roar again, he even had an illusion that the old monk's punch smashed his dantian, because the dantian was about to roll, an inexplicable force was churning, as if it had been stirred by something, an ominous premonition.

"Ahh......h

Qin Ming actually spit out a mouthful of black blood from his mouth, glowing with wisps of black light.

Even he felt the stench of black blood himself, as if it had not come out of his mouth.

In particular, the wisps of black light seem to give people a sense of foreboding, and the internal organs will not be smashed, right?

At the same time, he also had the illusion that his body was filled with another unstable force, much stronger than the original one.

"No, I can't passively wait for death, fight!"

Qin Ming quickly took out the Qi Gathering Pill from his body, and swallowed the whole pill directly without thinking.

can only be pinned on the miraculous effect of this Qi Gathering Pill, and the old monk will probably smash his heart with another punch.

The old monk is going to shake him to death with his fists, which may be what he said in his mouth, you can't survive without dying.