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Chapter 1942 The so-called hero

 Qin Ming covered his head, wailed in pain, and stared at Wang Puxin.

"No, it cannot be affected by murderous aura. A true warrior must be able to absolutely control his own heart and body."

"I can't even suppress the murderous intention in my heart now, so how can I become the strongest in martial arts?"

He remembered what Qi Lin said.

I know that there are people who use themselves as a furnace to refine a peerless bloodline and achieve the legend of the Sixth Supreme World.

Although they are enemies, Qin Ming admires him very much in terms of martial arts and alchemy.

Enemies, one day they will fight to the death.

Using himself as a furnace, he will be affected much more than his pure bloodline.

He couldn't even imagine how terrifying it would be to gather hundreds of kinds of essence and blood. .??.

In the process of evolving bloodlines, one must not rely on external forces to suppress the vicious nature of blood essence.

After all, the ferocity of essence and blood is the essence and blood itself. If it is suppressed, the evolution of bloodline will inevitably fail.

Now he can't even suppress the holy blood in his body. He is much worse than his enemies.

Qin Ming will never allow this to happen, and wants to defeat it by force with his own willpower.

"ah……"

Wave after wave of murderous intent consumed his willpower.

And he had to devote his energy to paying attention to Wang Puxin, which was even more torturous.

Qin Ming's eyes were red and blood was flowing out. His hands covering his head had blue veins popping out. He had tried his best.

"good chance."

Seeing that Qin Ming was not in normal condition and his eyes were stained with blood, Wang Puxin was overjoyed. He immediately stopped hesitating and attacked from the side with his long sword in hand.

He concealed this sword very well. It wasn't until he was close that he started to raise his sword and stab at Qin Ming.

Although the attack was careful, the offensive force of this move was already
He has reached his peak.

"go to hell."

"No matter what happens to you, as long as you are hit by my sword, you will definitely die."

His sword was aimed at the heart.

The heart is where the blood is stored, and it is also the fatal place for a warrior.

As long as the heart is pierced and the blood inside is allowed to flow out, the warrior will instantly lose his strength and become a useless person.

The body dies only in an instant.

Wang Pu was very well prepared, but he didn't understand it at all.

Every move he makes is within Qin Ming's field of vision.

Qin Ming didn't look at it with his eyes.

When Wang Pu's heart moved, the murderous aura in his body also moved with it.

Qin Ming didn't need to look at all. He only needed to feel the murderous intention to judge his position and the timing of his attack.

"I can no longer fight against the viciousness of my bloodline, so I can only take Yuqing Pill."

In his heart, Qin Ming sighed deeply.

In fact, he persuaded himself more than once to take pills.

But I endured it again and again.

Fighting against the viciousness in your bloodline is like fighting against yourself.

It is very dangerous, but the rewards are also great.

Although it was painful, he could understand his bloodline better without holding on for one more breath.

For warriors to gain experience, they do not necessarily have to fight the enemy. Fighting with oneself is more effective.

If he can completely defeat the viciousness in his blood, he will not only be able to transform as he pleases, but he will also be able to control his body after transformation, ensuring that his mind is not lost.

In addition, it can also strengthen one's martial arts path and pave the way for breaking through the Jiao realm in the future.

The benefits are many.

It's a pity that he took it for granted.

The ferocity in his bloodline was simply not something he could defeat.

In other words, it is not something he can defeat now. Qin Ming covered his head, wailed in pain, and stared at Wang Puxin.

"No, it cannot be affected by murderous aura. A true warrior must be able to absolutely control his own heart and body."

"I can't even suppress the murderous intention in my heart now, so how can I become the strongest in martial arts?"

He remembered what Qi Lin said.

I know that there are people who use themselves as a furnace to refine a peerless bloodline and achieve the legend of the Sixth Supreme World.

Although they are enemies, Qin Ming admires him very much in terms of martial arts and alchemy.

Enemies, one day they will fight to the death.

Using himself as a furnace, he will be affected much more than his pure bloodline.

He couldn't even imagine how terrifying it would be to gather hundreds of kinds of essence and blood.

In the process of evolving bloodlines, one must not rely on external forces to suppress the vicious nature of blood essence.

After all, the ferocity of essence and blood is the essence and blood itself. If it is suppressed, the evolution of bloodline will inevitably fail.

Now he can't even suppress the holy blood in his body. He is much worse than his enemies.

Qin Ming will never allow this to happen, and wants to defeat it by force with his own willpower.

"ah……"

Wave after wave of murderous intent consumed his willpower.

And he had to devote his energy to paying attention to Wang Puxin, which was even more torturous.

Qin Ming's eyes were red and blood was flowing out. His hands covering his head had blue veins popping out. He had tried his best.

"good chance."

Seeing that Qin Ming was not in normal condition and his eyes were stained with blood, Wang Puxin was overjoyed. He immediately stopped hesitating and attacked from the side with his long sword in hand.

He concealed this sword very well. It wasn't until he was close that he started to raise his sword and stab at Qin Ming.

Although the attack was careful, the offensive force of this move was already
He has reached his peak.

"go to hell."

"No matter what happens to you, as long as you are hit by my sword, you will definitely die."

His sword was aimed at the heart.

The heart is where the blood is stored, and it is also the fatal place for a warrior.

As long as the heart is pierced and the blood inside is allowed to flow out, the warrior will instantly lose his strength and become a useless person.

The body dies only in an instant.

Wang Pu was very well prepared, but he didn't understand it at all.

Every move he makes is within Qin Ming's field of vision.

Qin Ming didn't look at it with his eyes.

When Wang Pu's heart moved, the murderous aura in his body also moved with it.

Qin Ming didn't need to look at all. He only needed to feel the murderous intention to judge his position and the timing of his attack.

"I can no longer fight against the viciousness of my bloodline, so I can only take Yuqing Pill."

In his heart, Qin Ming sighed deeply.

In fact, he persuaded himself more than once to take pills.

But I endured it again and again.

Fighting against the viciousness in your bloodline is like fighting against yourself.

It is very dangerous, but the rewards are also great.

Although it was painful, he could understand his bloodline better without holding on for one more breath.

For warriors to gain experience, they do not necessarily have to fight the enemy. Fighting with oneself is more effective.

If he can completely defeat the viciousness in his blood, he will not only be able to transform as he pleases, but he will also be able to control his body after transformation, ensuring that his mind is not lost.

In addition, it can also strengthen one's martial arts path and pave the way for breaking through the Jiao realm in the future.

The benefits are many.

It's a pity that he took it for granted.

The ferocity in his bloodline was simply not something he could defeat.

In other words, it is not something he can defeat now.


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