Qi Ming stood in the snow, his eyes stayed on Zhang Zhuang, although his gaze was still calm, but from his expression, there was a faint look of difficulty, in fact, he stood here indifferently It was strong, those few knives just now consumed almost ninety percent of his physical strength, of course, he still retains six or seven percent of spiritual power, with this, he thinks he can win.

He decided to use his spiritual power to quickly kill the big man in front of him, he felt that Kong Jun sitting there was a threat as long as he didn't die, and the threat coefficient would increase rapidly as his cultivation time increased.

But Qi Ming was a little too confident because he had hit two powerhouses at the peak of the Tongnian Realm in a row, you must know that the cultivation of the big man in front of him was also at the peak of the Tongnian Realm, and the spiritual power cultivation was comparable to Qi Ming's?

Zhang Zhuang slashed at Qi Ming with all his strength, he was tall, and he used such terrifying spiritual power, such a slash, the momentum was also extremely amazing.

Qi Ming faced this axe, and dared to touch its edge, and several cyan spiritual powers appeared on his legs again, and he once again used a thunderbolt step, which was faster than just now, making Zhang Zhuang a little dazzled.

A cyan light formed in Qi Ming's right fist, and he slammed it into Zhang Zhuang's back with a punch from behind!

This is Qi Ming's most familiar Thunder Light Fist, but this spirit decision is now a little weak, if it is against a cultivator whose cultivation is lower than him, he can also use this move to retreat the enemy, but in the face of a strong person whose cultivation is stronger than him, this move is obviously not so practical.

Zhang Zhuang is not as light as Li Zi, feeling Qi Ming's punch, he didn't look back, he held the giant axe with his right hand and slammed it back!

The Thunder Light Fist smashed directly on the giant axe.

With a soft sound, Qi Ming flew.

Qi Ming flew out for dozens of zhang before falling on the snow, and his feet were painted on the snow for more than ten zhang before stopping.

"Little brother!" Xue'er, who had been standing on the sidelines watching the battle, saw that Qi Ming was so powerful at first, and put down a heart that was originally hanging, but the heart that had just calmed down was suspended because Qi Ming was knocked away, and hurriedly screamed and turned into a few afterimages and left Qi Ming.

"Haha......" Zhang Zhuang turned his head, looked at Qi Ming dozens of zhang away, and couldn't help laughing, "It's really the end of the crossbow!"

"Little brother, how are you?" Xue'er ran to Qi Ming's side, held Qi Ming up, and asked a little worriedly.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little out of strength!" Qi Ming said with a slight smile at Xue'er.

"Why don't you ......," Cher asked cautiously, "I'll make a move?"

"Not for the time being," Qi Ming vetoed directly, in his eyes, Xue'er was a trump card in his hand, if this trump card was played so early, what strength could he rely on to protect Xue'er and know that Ye Yiran was out?

"The first time we met, did you bring the short sword I gave you with you?" Qi Ming looked at the arrogant Zhang Zhuang and asked Xue'er.

"Naturally, I carry everything that my brother gave me. Xue'er didn't know what Qi Ming meant by asking this sentence, but she still took out the short sword.

"Lend me first. Qi Ming chuckled at Xue'er, took the short sword in Xue'er's hand, and said to Xue'er, "Xue'er, you have to retreat!"

"Oh, little brother, be careful. Xue'er retreated more than a dozen feet, but her eyes were ready, as long as she saw that the opportunity was wrong, she would immediately launch a trick to deal with the enemy.

"I can't believe that you still have the heart to fall in love. Zhang Zhuang looked at Qi Ming and sighed, and said very seriously, "Don't worry, you won't be a mandarin duck with the same fate, I will only kill you alone, and she still has some use value." ”

Qi Ming pointed the short sword at Zhang Zhuang, and said very disdainfully: "Just you stupid big man, you still want to kill me, dream!"

"Looking for death!" Zhang Zhuang felt insulted, very angry, squeezed out two words between his teeth, and then his tall body rushed towards Qi Ming, and swung the giant axe in his hand again.

Qi Ming looked at the giant axe swung by Zhang Zhuang, and the corner of his eye glanced at Kong Jun's body who was recovering on the side, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

If I can't beat you hard, I won't hit you hard, isn't there another word called 'outwitting'?

Qi Ming faced the axe that Zhang Zhuang slashed, his footsteps moved, and he used a thunderbolt step again to dodge.

After all, the Thunder Lightning Step is the spiritual decision of the lower grade of the ground level, and Qi Ming has already mastered its essence, although he has not yet practiced to the fullest, but this kind of dodge speed is probably slightly inferior to the powerhouses at the peak of the general Tongnian Realm.

Kong Jun and Li Zi of the [Demon] trio have both cultivated the spirit of the body method, and their speed is faster than Qi Ming, who used the thunder lightning step, but they are currently dead and seriously injured, Zhang Zhuang's cultivation path is very simple, that is, to cultivate the body, even if Qi Ming holds the big knife, he has to use all his strength to compete with him, but Qi Ming dodges like this, Zhang Zhuang can't hit him at all.

The giant axe flew in the air, one on the left and one on the right, bringing out the sound of whirring wind.

The sharp axe slashed through the air through the afterimage, and before this afterimage dissipated, the next axe slashed again.

Countless axe shadows form a dense web, as if capable of slicing anything to pieces.

Among those dangerous axe shadows, Qi Ming's body was as light as a swallow, his steps were exquisite, and he dodged effortlessly.

The seemingly terrifying axe shadow also cut off several strands of Qi Ming's hair.

The more Zhang Zhuang fought, the more he felt aggrieved, every axe was cut empty, and the kid in front of him was flying around in front of him like a fly, but he couldn't kill him!

Zhang Zhuang thought about Qi Ming, how good would it be if he was really a fly? Although the fly could fly, it would never be able to dodge his axe, and it would have been split into eight long ago!

Although Qi Ming had been dodging the huge axe, he had deliberately led Zhang Zhuang in the direction of Kong Jun, who was meditating.

Qi Ming and Zhang Zhuang's battle circle was dozens of zhang away from Kong Jun, but after the two fought for a few minutes, Qi Ming led the battle circle to a few zhang away from Kong Jun.

"Silly big man, I'm behind you~" Qi Ming used thunder steps to go around Zhang Zhuang's back again, and said in a mocking tone.

"Lao Tzu must have chopped you!" Zhang Zhuang roared, and then the giant axe was raised suddenly, and with a turn of his body, the giant axe slashed downward.

The frustration accumulated in Zhang Zhuang alone was completely vented in this roar, which startled Qi Ming and Xue'er who was standing not far away.

Zhang Zhuang also felt that this roar was really imposing, and then turned around gorgeously, he felt that this was the smoothest way to use since the start of the battle, and the axe he raised also used all his strength, he believed that as long as Qi Ming dodged a little slower, he would definitely be able to split Qi Ming in two.

The moment he turned around, the axe in his hand had already been cut off in half, but with a flash in front of him, he saw Kong Jun sitting about three feet in front of him.

Kong Jun's back is straight and tall, but if this axe is cut off, Kong Jun is estimated to not survive.

What Zhang Zhuang wanted to split was Qi Ming, not Kong Jun, his eyes just now had been focused on Qi Ming, and he didn't find that he had approached Kong Jun. The moment he saw Kong Jun, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the giant axe that he had been chopping with all his strength was stopped by him.

The axe stopped a foot above Kong Jun's head, and the energy on the giant axe cut off a few strands of hair on the top of Kong Jun's head.

Although Zhang Zhuang stopped the giant axe in his hand in time, he felt a breath in his chest at this moment, which was several times more uncomfortable than someone else punching him.

When Qi Ming led Zhang Zhuang to Kong Jun's side, he created such an opportunity, and he couldn't let it go.

Just as Zhang Zhuang tried his best to stop the attack of the axe, he quickly injected spiritual power into the short sword in his hand, and then threw it directly at Zhang Zhuang's back!

The sharp short sword went directly at Zhang Zhuang's vest with a sound that pierced the air.

Zhang Zhuang stiffly stopped the knife and felt very uncomfortable, but he still breathed a sigh of relief, and the fatal axe still stopped after all.

Kong Jun suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time quickly stretched out his right hand, raised his right hand and directly pinched the sharp axe body of the giant axe, and then flung it to the right slightly, and the giant axe drove Zhang Zhuang's body to fly to the right together.

Kong Jun's seemingly casual and light movements directly caused Zhang Zhuang's body to fly to the right, avoiding the short sword flying from behind.

Rak~

In the white world, a flash of blood suddenly appeared, and Zhang Zhuang's entire left arm was cut off by the short sword from the root, and the arm was instantly separated from the body and fell on the snow a few feet away.

The blood rushing from the severed arm stained the snow on the ground, and the red blood stains on the snow looked shocking.

Zhang Zhuang half-squatted on the snow, supporting his body with the giant axe, his knees and the huge axe were all submerged in the snow.

When his left arm was cut off, he snorted, and his mind was tenacious. After stabilizing his body, he immediately used his spiritual power to stop the wound, and although his actions were relatively timely, the thick blood still stained his clothes red.

Boom!

Qi Ming saw Kong Jun move, so he followed the short sword forward and kicked Kong Jun's back.

Kong Jun rolled forward in a circle on the snow, and then instantly smashed a fist on the soles of Qi Ming's feet.

Although this kick exhausted Qi Ming's full strength, Qi Ming still felt that the entire center of his foot was numb, and he retreated more than ten zhang in a row before he stood firm on the snow.

Kong Jun's legs retreated a few feet in the snow and stopped, and when he stopped, both legs were sunk in the snow.

Qi Ming held the blood-stained short sword in his hand, and the moment he retreated, he grabbed the short sword inserted in the snow with his left hand and took it with his hand, after all, this is a high-grade spiritual weapon.

He looked at Kong Jun calmly, taking advantage of this short time to recover his spiritual power and physical strength.

Kong Jun slowly pulled his two legs out of the snow, stood in the snow again, glanced at Zhang Zhuang who was half-squatting on the ground, and looked at Qi Ming with a smile, "Today, you are dead!"

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