The flying sword scraped the air and made a sword sound. The sharp flying sword was full of killing intent. It came in front of Qin Ming in an instant and chopped off one of Qin Ming's arms with a swipe.
Qin Ming's face turned pale in an instant. His body was extremely exhausted from controlling the formation. In normal times, breaking an arm would be nothing. He would be able to put it back together quickly by taking some pills, but he couldn't do that now.
Before he could slow down a bit, the flying sword flew out again, grazing Qin Ming's arm.
Another arm passed through the void, and Qin Ming's other arm was also cut off.
"Ah..." Qin Ming called in a low voice.
Wu Shan's expression in the void was slightly excited, and his whole face looked a little crazy.
It has been such a long time, the two of them have been attacking the formation for so long, and they are already anxious. If they don't torture Qin Ming, they will feel unhappy.
After hiding in the darkness for a long time, I need some opportunities to vent from time to time!
When Zhang Hua saw Wu Shan like this, he felt a little confused and anxious. He quickly shouted: "Go faster, my support gap is very difficult, don't let it slip."
"We still have the speed to deal with Qin Ming. We only have this chance for a while. If we don't kill him, you should be very clear about the consequences for you and me."
Wu Shan's expression became even more frantic. Hearing what Zhang Hua said, he originally didn't want to say anything, but without Zhang Hua's help, the formation would either be broken by force or would close quickly. How could he release the anxiety in his heart.
After a moment of silence, Wu Shan slowly spoke: "Why are you panicking? The moment I struck out with my first sword, Qin Ming's fate was already doomed."
"Why don't you let me play with him more before he dies and give full play to his residual value."
Zhang Hua seemed to understand what Wu Shan meant, and said softly: "You mean the sword is coated with poison? There are still problems in my heart, and it's still so annoying..."
Wu Shan chuckled and said: "You and I are people walking in the darkness after all. The long-term darkness has caused various problems. Whether you are willing to hurt yourself or others is your choice."
"And there's nothing wrong with me doing this. It's just that everyone has their own choice."
After saying this, Zhang Huacai stopped answering. After a pause, he said again: "Hurry up and hurry up." He had given up discussing this issue with Wu Shan.
It's the same every time, and he has the same troubles, but he prefers to put them somewhere else instead of enjoying this kind of perverted killing.
While the two were communicating, the flying sword flew out again and chopped off both of Qin Ming's legs. At this time, Qin Ming was already dying and fell directly to the ground.
The Holy Son's eyes were full of anger but he had no choice but to watch this scene happen. The other monks simply gave up the defensive formation. At this point, there was no point in continuing.
Qin Ming shouted weakly: "Let's go! I have no chance to live anymore. Their target is only me, so let's go!"
While talking, Qin Ming kept looking at the position of the Holy Son. Everyone here can die, but not the Holy Son. As the hope of the Tianxuan world, he must live.
The only ones who could move were the two god-transforming monks. After hesitating for a moment, they could only leave slowly. Even though the speed was very slow, the two were not interested in them, so it was easy to leave.
The Holy Son looked at Qin Ming, and then at the elder beside him. In this case, the elder would have to die without timely treatment.
Qin Ming seemed to have no hope of surviving at all. All his limbs were severed. His face looked like he was poisonous. His whole face was covered with green lines, making him look particularly ferocious.
After a moment of silence, the Holy Son slowly said: "Today I will live and die with you two."
Let him survive secretly alone, and he will suffer great inner condemnation in the future.
If you can't even protect the people around you, you can't even talk about the hope of mankind, so you might as well die like this.
Wu Shan was a little more interested in the Holy Son. After looking at it for a few times, he looked away. It was really boring. It would be better to kill Qin Ming.
This Qin Ming has a very good relationship with that Xiao Han, so this kind of behavior is provoking Xiao Han.
Zhang Hua looked at the Holy Son and narrowed his eyes slightly. Then he seemed to have thought of something and said directly: "Kill that one quickly. He looks like the Holy Son. This time I killed the Holy Son by the way. This is a great achievement."
It’s not small.”
"I can hardly hold on any longer, and the backlash has begun to appear."
Wu Shan said with some unfinished thoughts: "That's all, let's stop playing here today, you all go to hell!"
call out!
The flying sword flew out again, quickly shuttled through the void.
However, at this moment, an earthy yellow six-pointed star array appeared from the void, and the next moment a figure walked out of it.
This figure possessed extremely strong pressure, and in an instant, several spells came overwhelmingly. Wu Shan and Zhang Hua were suppressed on the spot and vomited blood.
The flying sword in the formation also lost its movement and fell straight to the ground. Originally, the tip of the sword was pointed directly at the Holy Son. Wu Shan was just about to kill the Holy Son.
The two of them looked at this figure and were shocked at the same time. He was not...
"Xiao Han." The two said in unison.
Fear gradually appeared in their eyes. It was impossible for the two monks who were in the initial stage of returning to the void to defeat Xiao Han.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Several life-threatening needles instantly appeared in front of their faces and stopped. Xiao Han calmly stepped forward and looked at Zhang Hua and Wu Shan with cold eyes. When he was about to arrive, he had a clear understanding of the situation here.
Both of them deserve to die.
Zheng!
The killing needle vibrated suddenly and made a sound, and murderous intent burst out. However, just when the two were about to resist, the killing needle changed its direction and stabbed directly into the connection between their arms and shoulders.
A force of creation was quietly input.
Xiao Han said quietly: "I said Qin Ming can't die if he can't die. Who do you think you are?"
When the life-threatening needle disappeared, Lushan didn't seem to notice anything wrong with his body. Could it be that Xiao Han was the silver gun candle head? After a little feeling, there was still no problem.
So he said in a deep voice: "Oh, I thought you were some kind of troublemaker, but it turns out you are nothing more than that. I said Qin Ming will die today. He has been poisoned by my highly poisonous elixir. No one can cure this elixir until now."
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"Let me see what you can do to save her."
"Ha." Xiao Hanhan shouted, stretched out his hand and grabbed Qin Ming, along with the elder.
After the Holy Son saw Xiao Han, he was silent for a moment and then knelt down in the tunnel and said: "Master, Elder Zhou Ping needs a place to rest."
Xiao Han just nodded, looking at the sight of Qin Ming's limbs being chopped off, and Zhou Ping having a hole in his abdomen that could not heal itself no matter what.
The ground was littered with the dead bodies of monks, and there were even familiar faces among them, and these were all done by the two guys in front of them.
Xiao Han's eyes showed murderous intent, and several life-threatening needles flew out again, stabbing directly into their legs. The moment they were stabbed, the power of creation was activated.
Wu Shan and Zhang Hua instantly lost their ability to move.
