After a while, Qin Ming's eyes gradually regained their clarity, apparently waking up from his drowsiness.
He raised his eyes and looked at the ugly man, and sneered: "You can use this method to get me to speak, so stop dreaming." The ugly man snorted coldly, and quickly thought about countermeasures in his mind. At this time, the black man beside him
The masked man suggested: "How about increasing the dosage of the Lost Soul Pill?" The ugly man shook his head and said: "No. The Lost Soul Pill causes great damage to the brain. It can only be used once. If it is used too many times, it will only be used once."
It will make him an idiot. Now that thing has been destroyed by him, he is a living treasure book." After thinking for a moment, he said coldly: "Kill him." The masked man in black said blankly: "Thing
I haven't gotten it yet, should I kill him..." Before he could finish, the ugly man waved his hands and said, "I have my own sense of discretion. As long as the soul of a cultivator is immortal, he can still survive even if his body is destroyed. Humph,
I want to take his soul back and torture him, and I won’t be afraid that he won’t tell me when the time comes.”
Hearing this, the masked man in black no longer hesitated and immediately drew out his sword. Seeing the cold sword light approaching, Qin Ming suddenly felt a trace of despair in his heart. He finally grabbed the top-level movie
Kung Fu, he had the opportunity to become a peerless powerhouse, but now he was about to die before he could practice it. How could he be willing to do so? When the sword struck down, Qin Ming slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death.
Arrive.
However, at this critical moment, a small stone struck the sword with a strong wind, and the sword bounced away in an instant. This sudden change suddenly caused the sword to fly away.
It surprised everyone.
The ugly man shouted angrily: "Who is it? Come out." As his voice fell, a faint voice came from the forest: "Isn't it unfair for so many people to bully one person?"
Suddenly, a young man with a slender figure and simple clothes appeared like a ghost. Although the young man's appearance was not too outstanding, his eyes were bright and clear, as if he could see through everything in the world.
The ugly man looked at the young man who suddenly appeared and said coldly: "Boy, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business, lest you lose your life."
The young man smiled calmly and said: "I have meddle in many other things, but I am still standing here properly." The ugly man hummed softly: "Since you insist on seeking death, then I will help you." After the words were spoken, he held them in his hands.
With one move of the silver bow, three sharp arrows flew out, containing strong power, attacking the young man from three directions: left, center and right. The young man looked calm and motionless, as if he did not pay attention to the opponent's attack.
In his eyes, when the sharp arrows were about to fly close, the young man suddenly moved his body, retreated instead of advancing, and went straight towards the three sharp arrows. Then, he shot out like lightning, and instantly hit the three sharp arrows.
He caught the sharp arrow in his hand. Seeing that the opponent easily defused his attack, the ugly man's face suddenly darkened. He was very confident in his attack methods, even people with the same cultivation level as him.
It was difficult to catch his sharp arrow with bare hands, but the young man in front of him did it easily. This shows that the opponent's cultivation level is by no means weaker than him, or even stronger than him.
At this time, the young man still kept the sharp arrow in his hand on the ground, and said with disdain: "Is this the only way? I thought you were so powerful."