When the taxi was halfway through the city, Qin Ming, who had closed his eyes and recuperated, woke up instantly, and a strong death crisis made him fall into an ice cellar!

"Aang!"

A ferocious giant fist, filled with bursts of ferocity, stirred up a bright beam, and struck straight at the taxi.

Before the fist arrives, the momentum has arrived!

This little taxi is like a flat boat in the middle of the sea, ready to capsize at any moment.

"Accelerate! Hasten! ”

Although the driver didn't understand why Qin Ming roared so loudly, he also subconsciously stepped on the accelerator, and his speed soared.

Seeing that the black figure behind him fell into the air, the distance was getting farther and farther, and before Qin Ming could breathe a sigh of relief, Peng's voice, the high-speed Mercedes-Benz taxi suddenly spun around, turning wildly on the road.

"Got a flat tire!"

The driver shouted, frantically controlling the steering wheel, and his speed was greatly reduced.

It's a punctured steel nail, damn it!

Qin Ming knew that someone was going to kill him, so he deliberately squatted and prepared everything in advance!

There is no way to retreat, Qin Ming decisively got out of the car, then fight!

"Let's go!"

"Get away from here, the farther away the better!"

Qin Ming reminded the driver that as long as he was in this car, the black shadow behind him would chase after him, and now that the car had a flat tire, he couldn't run far at all.

"Good, good!"

The driver was also terrified at the moment, he was just an ordinary person, when had he ever seen such a brutal scene, and he didn't care about the wear and tear of the wheels. Drive forward with all your might, although the speed is still slow, but it is faster than walking.

The dark shadow behind it is none other than the One Thousand and Seven Killers from the Heretical Church.

Almost five seconds before Qin Ming got out of the car, he rushed over.

The powerful momentum made him breathless.

Qin Ming's hair was full of fluttering, and every inch of muscle in his body was stimulated.

The magic knife is unsheathed!

The Ninefold Demon Knife appeared in Qin Ming's hand, and after two repairs, the fragments of the Demon Knife had been glued together, although it still looked rusty.

This was the first time Qin Ming had used the magic knife against the enemy, and the strange black qi emitted by the magic knife entered Qin Ming's qi and blood, five internal organs, and eight veins, making Qin Ming's momentum rise rapidly!

"Kill!"

Qin Ming did his best to explode to the strongest state!

Qin Ming danced the magic knife and slashed into the sky.

No. 107 also carried a war knife in his hand, and there was only a cold killing intent in his pupils, and the power in his body emitted a tiger roar.

The magic knife broke through the air and collided with the battle knife of the One Thousand and Seven, and immediately sparked violent sparks.

"Boom!"

With just one sword, Qin Ming was shocked more than ten meters away.

The strength of the tyrant far surpassed Qin Ming, even if Qin Ming's combat power tripled, it would be difficult to resist the attack of the One Thousand and Seven.

The magic knife in his hand almost came out of his hand, his current combat power was already comparable to that of a second-order martial artist, and he still felt pressure in the face of this person.

"Slash!"

No. 107 let out a low roar, like a magic mountain-like body, giving people a great sense of oppression.

The sword shone brightly, a waning moon pierced the sky, the blade was cold, and the plants and trees in its pass were destroyed and destroyed.

"Shapeshift!"

The lightning light divine step, launched in an instant, Qin Ming's figure floated, and instantly appeared forty meters away, avoiding the shroud range of the waning moon blade.

However, before Qin Ming could stabilize his body, the second waning moon slash was launched in an instant, slashing towards Qin Ming again, as if he didn't need to store energy at all to perform martial arts.

Qin Ming's figure flashed again, appearing directly in front of the One Thousand and Seven.

"Seven Killing Fists!"

However, this terrifying fist force fell on No. 107, and a terrifying shock was heard in an instant, making his blood surge, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

It's a monster, its body is made of steel, and it doesn't feel any pain at all.

If it weren't for Qin Ming's speed comparable to that of a fourth-order martial artist, he would have died under the sword of the One Thousand and Seventh.

This man is too strong, his strength and defense are far superior to him, and he can only barely compete with him by relying on shapeshifting and transposition.

He can't escape, the speed of One Thousand and Seven is not slower than him, continue to fight, still die!

Qin Ming began to work hard!

Burning the qi and blood in the body frantically, the surging power was surging in the body, the knife momentum on the magic knife became more and more terrifying, and there were bursts of piercing sounds in the air.

Blood Burning Knife Method: Blood Demon Will!

At this moment, Qin Ming is like a demon god, galloping on the battlefield. The momentum of the blood demon's will became stronger and stronger as it fought, and it exploded at this moment.

"Boom!"

The sound of the confrontation was like a heavy stone smashing into the body, in just a few ventilators, the two collided more than a dozen times, Qin Ming's whole body was bleeding, and his skin was cracking!

One minute, two minutes, three minutes......

With the blessing of the Blood Demon's will, Qin Ming's combat power became stronger and stronger, but his eyes gradually turned from Qingming to scarlet.

The Blood Burning Knife left scars on One Thousand and Seven's body, bleeding nonstop, but he didn't react, like a killing machine!

Five minutes, six minutes, seven minutes......

Qin Ming's eyes were not only completely scarlet, but his face was also black and purple, and he gradually lost his mind, and there was only one goal left in his mind.

Kill him!

Kill him!

Qi and blood are burned to the extreme, if you don't go crazy, you will become a demon!

With the continuous blessing of the Blood Demon's will, the ordinary and unremarkable Blood Burning Knife burst out with unparalleled power at this moment, and the brilliant sword light illuminated the entire space.

Dozens of sword qi fused into a giant knife, which slashed from the sky and fell to the ground, piercing out a crack ten meters long, and this knife cut everything.

As for the One Thousand and Seven.

was already covered in blood, and a blood mark appeared from the head to the lower half of his body in the center of his eyebrows, and he fell down with a bang, and he still maintained the posture of wielding a war knife before he died.

Qin Ming also burned out with his qi and blood, and his whole flesh and blood were confused, and he fell into the grass and fell into a coma.

Two minutes after the battle between the two ended, two streamers fell from the sky.

"Heretical Church again, damn it!"

"Let's bring it back together, bring this heretical Church's Deadpool back to the Institute, and let those old fellows study it again and see if they can discover the secrets."

"This little guy can actually kill the third-order Deadpool of the Heresy Church, he is a genius, even if this thing is encountered by a fourth-order martial artist, how difficult it is to deal with."

"Take it up the mountain and let that adult see if he can save it, the situation is more serious!"

"Hmm!"

……

Ten days later, nine classrooms.

"There are three days left, it's the martial arts test, why hasn't the squad leader come back yet, whether it's the martial arts hall or the school, I haven't seen his figure."

"Yes, if it weren't for the head teacher saying that Qin Ming had taken leave, I would have thought something happened to him."

In fact, the head teacher Li Dachun didn't know where Qin Ming was, after he disappeared, he contacted his home as soon as possible, as well as the Xingji Martial Arts Hall he frequented.

Finally, he received a call from the principal, saying that Qin Ming was fine and asked him to attend class with peace of mind.

"Hasn't Qin Ming come back yet?"

At the door of Class 9, there was a slim beautiful girl standing in her arms, holding a thick notebook, it was Fang Yuxue.