"Actually integrated the palm into my body?" Qiu Ming's sensitive sharp sense waited for this scene to be discovered, and quickly slapped the other party's chest and pierced through the chest. The strange thing is that there is no blood flowing out on both sides, and the next scene is even more shocking, when Qiu Ming wanted to withdraw his right palm, he was shocked to find that it was firmly absorbed by a powerful suction.

Chanagawa smiled weirdly, and his entire arm drilled into Qiu Ming's body, chest, shoulders, head, and even the huge whole person entered Qiu Ming's body.

"Takeaway?"

Qiu Ming had no doubt that this was another uncommon way to give up, perhaps it was a magical power unique to the Wood Spirit Clan. At this time, he noticed that there were countless small snakes in his body slowly wriggling along the blood and bone marrow, and their intention was very simple, the dove took over the magpie's nest and invaded his body.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Qiu Ming to notice his abnormality, his limbs were stiff, his flesh was twitching, and it seemed that his entire body was no longer under his control.

"I'll be kind to your flesh, hehe. ”

Chanagawa's huge head came out of Qiu Ming's left shoulder, and sneered at the latter, looking at him with confidence, as if he was determined to get Qiu Ming's body.

"It won't be long before I devour your Yan Ling. ”

"Really?"

After Qiu Ming asked rhetorically, he continued: "Could it be that you have forgotten that I am also the body of the Seven Evils, and my bloodline of the Seven Evils is far richer than your broken clone. ”

When he said this, Qiu Ming's momentum changed suddenly, because he found that his cultivation was recovering at a certain crazy speed, and he knew that it was because he had devoured the other party's cultivation and physical body, and it seemed that he had the upper hand in this battle.

In the face of such a weakness, Chanagawa's face did not have the slightest panic, on the contrary, his appearance was extremely leisurely, and at this time, he seemed to be only short of a small song to help the fun.

"Quirky. Although my cultivation has recovered most of it, this stiff pain has not diminished in the slightest, could it be that there is really a ghost in this?" Qiu Ming suddenly had a bad premonition.

A feeling of being embattled, when others investigated carefully, they were shocked to find that their Yan Ling was surrounded by the divine consciousness emanating from Chanagawa.

That powerful divine sense began to attack Qiu Ming's Yan Ling, and it didn't take long for him to be scarred.

"Sure enough, you want to take away me?" Qiu Ming was extremely angry, but he couldn't help Chanagawa, because the other party's tricks were too shameless and scoundrel, just like a corrosive maggot firmly clinging to his body, and he couldn't shake it off. It can't be refined.

"Could it be that I am really defeated?" Qiu Ming was silent because he had lost control of his own body. A tide of weakness under the darkness came over him, making him look drowsy, and even his consciousness gradually blurred.

At this time, he thought of his relatives who were far away in the Shenlong Continent, as well as the woman he loved in his life. He muttered to himself: If I die, who will protect them, who will help them resist the crucible of the Heaven and Earth Contract, and who will help them escape the future catastrophe of Heaven and Earth.

"I can't die!"

Qiu Ming said subconsciously.

With a soft thud, Chanagawa's huge head suddenly flew out and fell straight down. His widening eyes didn't even know what was going on, and he stared at Qiu Ming.

A clear shadow was standing behind the other party, and I saw that clear shadow was standing with a long sword on his back, holding his chest. A majestic momentum emanated from him, and his jaw was slightly raised. He didn't put sentient beings into the eyes of the Dharma, and sentient beings seemed to be just small beings like ants in front of him, and they could be struck by him and disappear with a snap of his fingers.

Whoosh, green blood poured out from the broken part of the latter's neck. Like an unstoppable fountain of blood.

"Who is that Qingying, who is so powerful that he shaved off my solid body in just one fell swoop?" Chanagawa's huge head suddenly exploded in midair, and a small green figure with the exact same appearance flew out. As soon as the little man was out of his body, he fled impatiently into the distance.

Although he didn't know how to happen, Qiu Ming would not let go of this great opportunity, and he was about to catch the bow and arrow in his hand, and with a loud sound, the seven exquisite arrows pierced through the Yan Ling of Ritsu Xiangchuan, and he couldn't live when he saw it.

"The victory is not clear, and the death is also unclear. Qiu Ming shook his head, and then smiled bitterly: "And this clear shadow behind me, what does it mean?"

Broken, accompanied by a soft roar, the clear shadow behind him completely collapsed. Qiu Ming was about to leave, but suddenly his face changed drastically, and he saw that his figure moved slightly, and a strand of broken hair floated out of his ear.

"So fast!"

Qiu Ming believed that if he hadn't opened the Wind Divine Power, he would probably have died as a bloody corpse early in the morning. Because he was amazed to realize that Tianyang Eyes and the cultivator's divine sense alone could not capture this sword mark at all, and the speed of this sword mark was extremely fast enough for any cultivator to be assassinated without realizing it.

"Who's attacking me?"

Qiu Ming couldn't help frowning slightly, he enlarged his field of vision, but found that there was no one within a radius of ten miles. But this sword mark seemed very familiar to him? Suddenly, the others were stunned for a moment, if he was not wrong, the sword mark that attacked him should be the first sword in the world: there is no trace at the end of the day.

At this moment, he was stunned, only to hear a soft sound, and the invisible sword mark sank into his right arm, but the sharp pain that he didn't expect came. Qiu Ming immediately turned his field of vision and investigated, only to find that he had a faint tattoo on his right arm that was not easy to detect: a tattoo in the shape of a small sword.

"I see!"

A smile crossed the corner of Qiu Ming's mouth, this sword mark had remained on his arm since the battle in the imperial capital. It's just that others didn't turn on the wind supernatural power, so they didn't notice it.

He also knows a little bit about the fierce reputation of this sword technique, and if the person who practices the sword does not cultivate at home, or the physical cultivation is not strong enough, it is not only the enemy who is dangerous, but even his own life is worried.

Thinking of the bloody scene of the woman's entire right arm suddenly exploding due to her unstable foundation after casting the sword technique, it still made him palpitate.

"Ying Tianchou's sword is really weird enough, and when it is used, it can not only cause a deadly deterrent to the enemy, but even he has no sense of security. Speaking of this, Qiu Ming smiled bitterly.

Such a strange sword technique, I am afraid that except for the people in the God Realm who will fanatically pursue it, there must be few people in the Human Realm who dare to cultivate. (To be continued......)