"Very good, one Qin Ming and one Taoist successor." The Holy Master looked at Qin Ming and then at Ji Yue.
"Both of you are a serious problem for me. If I deal with you here today, the unification of the world will be much smoother."
Ji Yue is the successor of Dao Wei, and Dao Wei is the only person in the world who can defeat him.
At that time, he had not yet completely fused with the blood of the Holy God, so he was defeated by Daowei and fled in embarrassment. .??.
Later, when he completely fused with the blood of the Holy God, he wanted to avenge his shame, but he didn't expect that Dao Wei would overestimate his ability and break through to the Martial God.
When the body dies and the Tao disappears, there will never be a chance to avenge the defeat.
As for Qin Ming, in addition to being the target of the Holy God's attention, he can also destroy the foundation of his Holy Lord.
Without killing Qin Ming, he would not be able to collect resources with peace of mind.
The two of them are the people he wants to kill most in this world, and now that they are together, they can be solved at once.
"Jiyue, you attack the left side, Jue Wuya. Behind you, leave the right side to me."
Qin Ming briefly explained the task, took a deep breath, and subconsciously touched his forehead, ready at any time.
"Um!"
Jue Wuya and Ji Yue nodded in agreement and looked at the Holy Lord with solemn eyes.
"kill!"
With a low shout, Qin Ming took action first, quickly stepping on mysterious steps, appearing on the right side of the Holy Lord, and struck his side with a punch filled with red spiritual energy.
At the same time, Jue Wuya didn't see any movements. His strong and vigorous figure appeared behind the Holy Lord and stabbed towards the Holy Lord's heart with a sword.
Jiyue, on the other hand, took heavy steps step by step, attacking from the left. The gray sword, which was as tall as a person, was filled with strong spiritual energy, and slashed towards the right side of the Holy Lord.
The three of them attacked in front and back, but when the final move was formed, they all struck at the same time with a tacit understanding.
The three of them blocked the three directions of the Holy Lord, leaving him with no way to escape.
"Bang..."
The Holy Lord didn't even try to hide. He stood tightly and allowed the sword to hit him.
All the weapons hit their targets, but the Holy Lord's body only moved slightly.
"What?"
Jiyue and Juewuya felt the touch from the weapon and saw that the Holy Master was not even injured at all. Their faces were full of shock.
Although Qin Ming has already introduced that the body of the Holy Lord is comparable to the divine weapon.
But they more or less didn't believe it. Now that they actually hit it, they realized that what Qin Ming said was true.
With such a powerful attack, any Martial Emperor would have been killed or crippled in the aftermath, but the Holy Lord used his body to forcefully follow it up.
"It seems we can only use the eyes on Qin Ming's forehead to attack."
Both of them made a judgment in their hearts. The Holy Lord's body was so hard that they couldn't hurt him even if he stood there and chopped him down.
The only one who can hurt the Holy Lord is Qin Ming.
"Yes, you three Martial Emperors are considered outstanding even among Martial Emperors. Unfortunately, the gap between you and me is too big."
Seeing the horrified expressions on Jiyue and Juewuya's faces, the Holy Master chuckled proudly and shook his head, "I have the blood of the Holy God, and I am no longer a mortal."
"You mortals, no matter how strong you are, you will eventually have a limit."
After saying that, the Holy Lord stretched out his hand and, with lightning speed, grabbed the weapons of Jiyue and Juewuya.
"Wake it up for me."
With a chuckle, the Holy Lord lifted them both upright, including their weapons.
"ah……"
Seeing himself being lifted up, Jiyue felt very unwilling and pressed down desperately.
But no matter how hard he tried, his body still rose at a constant speed, as if his strength had no effect at all.
"snort……"
The moment the Holy Master lifted the two of them above his head, he threw them into the distance.
"Raptor Zetsu!"
Qin Ming, on the right, took advantage of this opportunity to attack crazily with his fists. The Tao from his body was continuously poured into his palms and used in attacks.
Unfortunately, he punched ten times in a row, all of which hit the Holy Lord's defenseless bones without any effect.
"Snapped!"
After throwing the two away, the Holy Master raised his leg and swept Qin Ming's chest.
Before Qin Ming could see clearly, the man had already flown out.
The three of them fell to the ground at the same time, all seriously injured. ??
"So strong!"
Jiyue covered his chest and said, "He is really a monster from ancient times who has survived to this day. He is so strong."
Holding his sword, Jue Wuya struggled to stand up. Although he was injured, he was full of fighting spirit.
"Come again!"
The three of them looked at each other, nodded slightly, and then focused their attention on the Holy Lord. They did not feel frustrated because the attack was useless.
They were testing each other just now, and after knowing each other's true strength, Jiyue and Juewuya's faces became even more solemn.
"It's useless. Nothing in this world can hurt me."
Seeing that the three of them were still full of fighting spirit, the Holy Lord shook his head mockingly, "You are really ridiculous."
"Even if I stand still and attack you, what will happen?"
He didn't understand why the three of them didn't flee timidly even though they knew the attack would be useless against him.
Why don't you despair when you know the outcome is death?
"Kill!" Jiyue jumped into the sky, raised the gray sword in his hand, and all the spiritual energy in his body rushed towards the sword in his hand.
The sword seemed to know that it was facing a destined enemy, and it roared.
"Cirrus Strike!"
His eyes were round and staring at the Holy Lord below, as if he was going to tear him apart in the next moment.
"It has a bit of Taoist momentum."
On the ground, the Holy Master looked at Ji Yue's desperate struggle with interest. He calmly raised his hand and punched Ji Yue's chest, paying no attention to the gray sword that was coming towards him.
"Qingxin Sword Technique."
Behind the Holy Lord, Jue Wuya appeared there at some unknown time. The sword in his hand swiped with the sound of lightning and thrust towards the Holy Lord's chest.
After both of them launched an attack, Qin Ming disappeared.
"Ran?"
The Holy Lord had always paid attention to Qin Ming. When the two people blocking Qin Ming launched an attack, he did not find Qin Ming's figure.
This is a big deal for the Holy Lord.
For him, even a hundred lives of Jiyue and Juewuya are not enough for one of Qin Ming's fingers.
Qin Ming is the person the Holy God wants, even if he can't recruit him, he can just kill him.
Now he is allowed to run away.
"hateful!"
The Holy Master didn't pay attention to the two people who were attacking. He focused all his attention on finding Qin Ming. He believed that Qin Ming had just left and would not be able to run far.
He closed his eyes and used all his mental power. At the moment when all his mental power was concentrated, Qin Ming, who had been infected by his breath, appeared in his mind.
it's here!
The Holy Lord opened his eyes and looked to the side.
It turned out that Qin Ming didn't run away at all, but hid his breath and came to his side.
"You are self-aware."
The Holy Master smiled in his heart, Qin Ming was locked with his breath, and he would definitely not be able to escape.
After discovering Qin Ming, the Holy Master felt that his hand had hit Jiyue.
Nothing happened to him.
Although Jiyue has inherited the Taoism, he is very powerful, but no matter how powerful he is, he is only in the early stage of Emperor Martial, and he is still far away from the peak of Emperor Martial.
He is a peak Martial Emperor with the noble blood of the Holy God, and a punch he throws out with all his strength cannot miss even if he is distracted.
This chapter has been completed!