Qin Ming and Senior Sister Sikong searched the corpses of more than a dozen black-robed men and obtained countless wealth and thousands of star beast inner elixirs.
These inner elixirs were hunted by the powerful men of the Black Spirit Palace, but they gave Qin and Ming an advantage.
Immediately, Qin Ming took all the corpses of these black-robed men into the cauldron of all things, directly refined them into fly ash, destroyed the corpses, and completely disappeared from the world.
After doing this, Qin Ming took Senior Sister Sikong and left the place quickly.
Not long after, a flash of sword light flashed, and a cold-looking man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes appeared.
The man looked at the ground and couldn't help but frown: "I feel the aura of demonic energy, it should be the people from the Black Spirit Palace fighting here.
What happened that caused such a violent battle fluctuation that even I was aware of it from a very far away place?"
"There seems to be someone alive and leaving in that direction. I'll catch up and ask. Maybe I'll get something out of it."
This man controlled the flying sword and chased in the direction where Qin Ming left.
Whoa! It didn't take long for them to catch up with Qin Ming and Senior Sister Sikong.
Qin Ming had just gone through a big battle and was very consumed. In addition, he had killed so many strong men in the Black Spirit Palace, so there was no need to be so urgent and he naturally walked slowly.
Anyway, I have enough star beast inner elixirs on my body to win the first place in the standings. There is no need to travel and work hard for it in the next few days.
At this moment, Qin Ming felt a strong force rising from behind, and he couldn't help but frown.
"Someone is coming."
As soon as he finished speaking, the strong man from behind had already caught up and stopped in the sky, looking down at Qin Ming and Senior Sister Sikong from a high position.
"It's you, Jian Twenty-Three!"
Senior Sister Sikong's expression changed.
"Um?
Is he Sword Twenty-Three?"
Qin Ming's eyes narrowed, he was the most popular candidate to win the first place in this new star martial arts competition.
It can even be said that there is no suspense! Rumor has it that Jian Twenty-three’s strength far exceeds that of everyone else! It’s not on the same level at all! Even Qin Ming felt the pressure at this time.
From this man's body, wisps of heaven-destroying, ruthless sword intent emanated, as if he wanted to destroy all living things in the world.
The man looked down, his face cold and expressionless, and asked: "Sikong, were you by the side of the battle just now?"
"That's right! We were fighting against the people from the Black Spirit Palace just now!"
"I see."
Jian Twenty-three was a little disappointed and looked at the two people below with disdain, "It's not bad to be able to tie with the Black Spirit Palace and survive."
He did not see the body of the powerful man from Black Spirit Palace, and thought that the two parties had separated in a draw.
I originally thought I would gain something, but unexpectedly it was just an ordinary battle. It was so disappointing.
"If nothing happens, can we leave?"
Senior Sister Sikong asked.
"Wait!"
Jian Twenty-three said suddenly.
"What's wrong?"
"Are you Qin Ming?"
Jian Twenty-three turned his head and looked at Qin Ming's position, with a cold arc at the corner of his mouth.
"Yes, it's me.
What are you doing?"
Qin Ming nodded.
"Take my sword."
Jian Twenty-three sneered and drew his sword.
Senior Sister Sikong's expression changed: "Jian Ersan, what do you want to do?
Do you want to kill Qin Ming and then go to the black-hearted old man to exchange for the reward?"
"Are you kidding me?
How could I, a disciple of the Cangtian Sword Sect, seek cooperation with that evil devil?
Even if the black-hearted old man sends the spiritual weapon to me, I can't help him."
Jian Twenty-three sneered, looking very arrogant and almost not paying attention to the black-hearted old man.
You know, the old man with a black heart is a famous giant in the Xuanxing Kingdom, the master of the Black Spirit Palace. He has been famous for many years and has great power, but in the end he is not even looked down upon by Jian Twenty-San.
It seems that in his eyes, as long as he has time, he will definitely surpass the black-hearted old man.
"That's good, that's good."
Senior Sister Sikong breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that Jian Twenty-three was going to attack Qin Ming, which would be bad.
Although Qin Ming's performance was very good, Jian Ersan was too famous after all, which made her feel unsure, so it was best not to have a fight.
Unexpectedly, Jian Twenty-three sneered: "Although I am not tempted by the reward offered by the black-hearted old man, it does not mean that I have no grudge against Qin Ming."
"What?
You two don't know each other and have never met each other, how can you have any grudge?"
Senior Sister Sikong asked.
Jian Twenty-three's face turned cold: "Qin Ming, I have heard of your name a long time ago.
Some time ago, he defeated Chu Feng in the Well of Gods and Demons, causing our Cangtian Sword Sect to lose face?"
"No."
Qin Ming shook his head, "Not only Chu Feng, but all the disciples of the Cangtian Sword Sect were defeated by me."
"Haha..." Jian Twenty-three laughed, as if he heard something very ridiculous, and then his face darkened: "In that case, don't blame me for being rude! Today, I will kill you with one sword! For my Cangtian Sword Sect
Clear your name!"
"Come here with your horse."
Qin Ming smiled faintly, and his blood was boiling.
If it were him before, he might not be able to defeat this peerless swordsman with unfathomable strength.
But now, with the three hundred and sixty orifices completed and the star array in the sky completed, he naturally has nothing to fear.
"No, if you have something to say, why bother beating someone to death?"
Senior Sister Sikong was secretly worried.
Qin Ming gently pushed her away: "Sister, don't worry, he can't kill me."
Jian Twenty-three said with an arrogant look: "Qin Ming, you are too young now, and I will not bully you for your short cultivation time.
Let's do this, if you can catch my sword, I will spare your life."
Qin Ming frowned, originally wanting to let the opponent fight with all his strength.
Unexpectedly, Jian Twenty-three was very conceited. He didn't even need Qin Ming's consent for what he said, and he just slashed it with his sword.
Whoa! A brilliant sword light appeared, and it was slashed in front of him in the blink of an eye.
"What pure swordsmanship! What sharp swordsmanship!"
Qin Ming finally understood why Sword Twenty-three was so famous.
Facing this sword, you feel as if you have been killed, from body to soul, everything has been killed by this sword! It is impossible to resist! If you dare to resist, your body and soul will be destroyed, and you will not be reincarnated for life after life! "Sword
Xiu’s attack power is indeed powerful! But if he wants to kill me, he’s not qualified enough!”
Qin Ming smiled, and stars appeared on his body, faintly transforming into an unfathomable star map.
Boom! The earth was torn apart, and Qin Ming was instantly submerged in endless smoke and dust.
"An overestimating ant."
Jian Twenty-three sneered, "How dare you make our Cangtian Sword Sect lose face, this is your fate.
Kill it with one sword without any effort."
He didn't even look at the outcome, because he knew that Qin Ming was dead.
Under this sword, even a strong person in the Reborn Realm would be killed, let alone a mere Qin Ming in the Awakening Realm.
He sheathed his sword very confidently and planned to fly away.
At this moment, a voice sounded in the smoke and dust: "The power is good! Ruthless and righteous, kill everything! From the body to the soul, kill them all! The extremely terrifying attack power, either you die or I die."
Your swordsmanship has great potential."
"Um?"
When Jian Twenty-three heard the sound, his body, which was originally about to fly away, froze on the spot.
Slowly turning his head, he saw a figure walking slowly out of the smoke.
It was Qin Ming.
At this time, he was wearing a shining silver star armor. There were cracks on the armor, and the sword energy was raging in it, as if it was about to break.
At the same time, another stream of starlight was guided out of the void, repairing the cracks on the star armor, endlessly.
"You're not dead?"
Jian Twenty-three was a little surprised, "There are not many people who can take my sword and survive.
It seems that you are quite capable.
Today, I won’t kill you for now, until we meet again later, let’s fight again!”
Just now he said that he would only strike with one sword, so he struck with one sword. Naturally, he would not break his promise.
"Qin Ming, just take care of yourself."
Jian Twenty-three snorted coldly, then rode the flying sword and fled towards the sky, disappearing without a trace in a moment.