Qin Ming's aura completely locked onto the Holy Lord's head, and the Holy Lord had just made a blow. If he wanted to block or attack, he had to retract his arm first.
Qin Ming had planned this blow for a long time, and it was a blow that he was bound to win.
"Bang..."
As expected, the Holy Lord had no time to dodge, and this blow hit the Holy Lord's masked head.
A powerful and heavy blow hit the Holy Lord who had no time to defend himself. The spiritual energy with the charm of Dao was injected into his body, shattering his mask and destroying everything in his body.
Qin Ming has never been clear about what his Tao is, but there is no doubt about the power of Tao. Now he attacks with all his strength, using his strongest attack, and he continuously injects Tao into the Holy Lord. .??.
"Huhu..."
With his fist imprinted on the Holy Lord, Qin Ming gasped violently and struck out seven fierce blows at once, plus the last blow, which almost drained all his strength.
The Holy Lord was hit and stood there without making any movement.
After Qin Ming injected all the Tao in his body into him, he slowly backed away and stared at him.
Qin Ming did not feel any life as the Tao traveled around the Holy Lord's body. Even with such a full blow, Qin Ming did not know whether he was dead or not.
From the time the Holy Lord appeared until now, Qin Ming has not felt the breath of life in him.
Unexpectedly, now that he was hit head-on, even Dao invaded his body, but he still couldn't feel the breath of life on his body.
Just like an ordinary stone.
Under Qin Ming's gaze, the mask on the Holy Lord's face shattered, revealing a head made entirely of bones.
There are still the ways of Qin and Ming wandering on it, continuing to destroy.
The cloak on the Holy Lord was just ordinary cloth. How could it resist Dao Yun? It turned into powder in an instant.
A dark red skeleton that looked like it had been dead for a thousand years appeared in front of Qin Ming.
< br> "Are you dead or not?"
Qin Ming looked at the Holy Lord. He had not moved, and he still maintained the posture of punching just now.
There was no life breath on his body, so Qin Ming could not judge his life status based on this.
"I didn't expect your way to be so strange." The skeleton's mouth opened and closed, and a voice suddenly came out, startling Qin Ming.
The skeleton turned his head slightly and looked at Qin Ming, "This is the first time I have seen this kind of Tao. It is more powerful than all the Tao I have ever seen."
"It's much stronger than the Tao in me."
"It's really enviable."
"It's a pity that your strength is too weak. Even if you have such a powerful Tao, it can't change your own strength."
Qin Ming was not happy to be praised by the skeleton. He looked at the skeleton's body with an ugly expression, looking for weaknesses.
"No need to look for it, I have no weaknesses!" The skeleton said in a calm tone, "I am also a warrior. If I had a weakness, would I be so indifferent?"
"Do you really think I didn't notice you hiding behind that?"
"I just don't want to expose it."
"I want to see how you perform."
"It seems you have run out of options. In this case, you can go and die."
The Holy Master walked towards Qin Ming step by step, not very fast, but in an instant he was in front of Qin Ming and punched out. Qin Ming found that the space around him was blocked and there was no way to hide.
"boom……"
The two fists struck each other, and Qin Ming was knocked away just like before.
This time, the Holy Lord didn't give him a chance to breathe. He flew forward and punched him again.
Qin Ming blasted out, and the thin-looking bones hit Qin Ming's chest at lightning speed.
"Ahem..."
After receiving the punch forcefully, Qin Ming coughed violently and spurted out several mouthfuls of blood. With just one punch, Qin Ming lost his fighting ability.
"Bang..."
Qin Ming was flying in the air, and the Holy Lord punched Qin Ming in the heart without hesitation, directly pressing him into the ground.
Qin Ming, who was imprinted on the ground, began to lose the energy in his eyes.
"Zizi, the dignity of a warrior." The Holy Lord shook his head, his mouth full of ridicule, "Your so-called dignity of a warrior doesn't seem to be able to save you."
"Do you regret it now?"
"No... no regrets!" On the ground, Qin Ming looked up at the sky, breathing slower and slower.
He was waiting for the last opportunity, waiting for the skeleton to completely lose its vigilance.
From Qin Ming's eyes, it can be seen that his whole body is composed of a kind of skeleton. It is indeed as he said, without any weaknesses.
If you want to defeat him, even a hundred warriors at the peak of Emperor Wu can't do it.
However, Qin Ming still has a trick up his sleeve.
That ghostly fire that can melt artifacts!
The ghost fire has strong attack power, but he has no control over it. When he attacks with it, the speed is very slow.
As long as the Holy Master has even the slightest bit of vigilance, he won't be able to hit him.
As long as it misses, with the strength of the Holy Lord, there is no chance of hitting it again.
The Holy Master looked at Qin Ming on the ground, shook his head, clenched his fist and raised it, "It seems you would rather have that miserable dignity than join us."
"I really don't know what you think. Such favorable conditions are the dream of any warrior."
"In this case, you can go and die." >
After saying that, the Holy Lord punched Qin Ming in the heart without hesitation.
"Oops!"
He didn't expect that the Holy Lord would kill him so decisively. Now that he didn't even have the strength to lift his head, how could he use his heavenly eye?
The Holy Master didn't know what Qin Ming was thinking. His fists were filled with unparalleled power and moved towards Qin Ming. As long as this blow hit, Qin Ming would die on the spot in his current state.
"Bah..."
At this critical moment, a gray sword appeared in front of his fist, blocking the fatal blow.
Two figures passed by and took away Qin Ming who was lying on the ground.
"Extreme leaps, no cliffs."
Qin Ming thought he was hallucinating. How could the two of them appear here?
Moreover, how could they break through Emperor Wu in such a short period of time?
Ji Yue was staring at the strange skeleton in front of him with a serious face, while Jue Wuya took out the perfect heart-replenishing pill in the space ring and stuffed it into Qin Ming's body.
It was only when Qin Ming felt the power of life in the Heart-Building Pill wandering around in his body that he realized that this was not an illusion, but actually happened.
Quickly, he began to communicate with the small red particles that were everywhere in the air, instructing them to report the injuries on his body.
With the addition of small red particles in the air, the wounds on Qin Ming's body were left with the Holy Lord's way, and were cleaned up bit by bit.
Soon, Qin Ming resumed his actions, quickly took out the Heart-Building Pills from the space ring, and ate them one by one like jelly beans.
The Holy Lord in the distance did not move, but stared with interest at the gray sword in Ji Yue's hand.
"Is this big sword made by Tao?"
"How do you know?" Jiyue was shocked. This happened before ancient times. Except for Qin Ming, who had met Dao Wei, there were actually people who knew about it.