Seeing that after Qin Ming lost his flying sword, he still rushed towards him, and Elder Qingsong simply disdained this.

As a monk, the most important thing is magic weapons and spells, now that Qin Ming has no magic weapons, he still wants to rush over and continue fighting?

Elder Qingpine stretched out his palm and swiped forward at will, and a huge cyan wind blade appeared out of thin air.

This wind blade was ten meters long, and as soon as it appeared, that sharp aura filled the entire sky, as if it could cut the entire sky in half with this wind blade alone.

Seemingly not very relieved, Elder Qingsong slapped the storage bag again and released two flying swords.

These two flying swords were very spiritual, and after they circled around Elder Qingsong, they transformed into a buzzing sword sound, and then like two lightning bolts, they instantly broke through the air and went straight to Qin Ming's heart and head.

In the absence of the sword, the average monk would basically have no way to survive these two attacks.

Qin Ming's gaze was as sharp as a falcon, and the golden light on his body became more and more condensed. For others, not having a weapon can be a very painful thing.

But for him, even without weapons, he can still exert very terrifying strength, because ...... His body is the most powerful weapon!

Looking at the wind blade that was slashing at the extreme speed in front of him, the cyan light quickly became bright in his eyes, and he could already feel that he was in a very terrifying qi machine.

"Broken!"

But just as the wind blade was about to slash at him, he threw a punch hard, and the golden power blasted out wildly with his fist.

"Bang-"

The golden power bombarded the cyan wind blade, and immediately made a loud noise, and two different forces also erupted at this moment.

Under this punch, the volume of the cyan wind blade was cut in half.

Qin Ming then threw a second punch, which directly blasted the wind blade to a complete collapse. The shattered cyan light scattered in all directions like meteors in the sky.

The two fists shattered the wind blade, Qin Ming's speed did not weaken in the slightest, he flew forward, the two wings behind him trembled, and the golden light stopped the two flying swords in front of him.

Qin Ming stepped forward and grabbed the two flying swords in his hands and continued to rush forward. At this moment, his momentum was like a tiger descending from the mountain, and this arrogance and domineering were simply terrifying.

Seeing that Qin Ming had first broken the Wind Blade and then snatched the Flying Sword, Elder Qingsong's eyes couldn't help but widen a little.

"What? He actually broke my spells and flying swords?"

Elder Qingsong's face trembled, he knew very well how strong his attack was, and it was basically impossible to resist it with the strength of his body!

However, Qin Ming did it!

At this moment when he panicked, Qin Ming turned into a golden light and had already come to him.

"Boom!"

He didn't say anything, just waved his golden fist and slammed it towards Elder Qingsong's face.

The fist hit the void, making a muffled sound like thunder, and the invisible power was also transmitted from this, and landed on Elder Qingsong's body, making his face turn pale and immediately spit out a large mouthful of blood!

As soon as they fought, they had already been hit hard, which made Elder Qingsong's heart full of horror, how could this person's physical strength be so strong?

Without relying on magic weapons and spells, he can beat him to the point of vomiting blood, this combat power is really shocking.

Qin Ming stepped on the void, his two fists alternately punched, and the golden fist wind continued to swing in the void, and the violent fist wind also flew out like a dragon.

With the swing of his fist, the surrounding spiritual power also went berserk, this kind of fierce offensive was rarely encountered even by Elder Qingsong.

In the past, they used spells to fight the law, but now they met a monk who was good at physical strength, and the attack was still so fierce.

This made Elder Qingsong very frightened in his heart, and he was rarely confused.

He kept retreating, and at the same time he shot one spell after another, stopping in front of him, trying to stop Qin Ming's attack in this way.

However, how could Qin Ming's fist be so easily blocked?

"Boom, boom—"

The roar of one after another was endless, and Qin Ming smashed all these spells with a pair of fists.

He's like a humanoid tyrannosaurus, unstoppable!

"Poof!"

A fist wind landed on his chest, and Elder Qingsong's chest was sunken, and he vomited blood, and was beaten by Qin Ming so that he had no power to fight back.

He is also a monk of the ninth layer of the foundation building period, and in the face of the monk of the sixth layer, he is definitely crushed, but now, he is the one who is being pressed and beaten.

"Impossible!"

Elder Qingsong shouted in his heart that it was impossible, but reality was reality after all, and now that he was close to Qin Ming, he could only be pressed and beaten before he could cast a more powerful spell as soon as possible.

Qin Ming blasted out with a punch, and after being narrowly dodged by Elder Qingsong, he didn't have any panic, and after turning around, he hit the opponent's chin hard with his elbow.

"Bang!"

A huge force was transmitted from his elbow to his chin, and Elder Qingsong heard the sound of his bones cracking, and this elbow knocked his jaw off.

He was still high up just now, but now he was beaten extremely embarrassed, and his appearance was no different from that of a beggar.

However, it was at this time that the spell he had been brewing was finally formed.

A ball of blue light that seemed to burst burst bloomed from his hand, and he tried his best to throw this ball of blue light towards Qin Ming.

A palpitating power emanates from this blue light, and if you touch it, you will definitely die!

Seeing this blue light, Qin Ming's gaze also shrank fiercely, with his current state, going up is death! But...... If he doesn't destroy this old fellow, then he won't have a chance to cast spells when he has time.

Thinking of this, he immediately made a decision and rushed into the blue light without hesitation.

Elder Qingsong retreated violently, and when he saw that the kid had been hit by his own spell, a hideous smile finally appeared on his face.

"Die!"

The blow just now, even a ninth-layer monk might not be able to block it, let alone him?

Therefore, in his opinion, Qin Ming is dead!

It's just that when he was thinking like this, a huge Ding rushed out of the blue light, and his expression froze, and he instinctively felt a sense of mortal danger.

He immediately retreated, but a figure rushed out of the big ding, and when he saw this person, his face turned pale with fright, because ...... Why isn't this kid dead?

However, of course, Qin Ming didn't give him any chance to react, he mobilized all his strength, concentrated all this power in his fist, and then smashed it hard.

"No!"

The golden fist was pressed down, and Elder Qingsong's face trembled wildly, and he let out a miserable scream, but no matter how he screamed, he couldn't save himself.

The fist, which was as heavy as a mountain, landed on his head, and smashed his head into a rotten watermelon in one fell swoop.

And Elder Qingsong also turned into a corpse without the slightest vitality, falling from a high altitude, and no longer had any combat effectiveness.

Qin Ming also fell, he didn't have much strength now, and he had already used up all his strength in a battle with Elder Qingsong.

At this time, if someone casually gave him a chance, it might kill him.

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