Chapter 12

A series of wild raids were as crisp as the wind rolled up the leaves, and the appearance without warning ended in the room of lightning and flint. Qiao Chen, a disciple of Yaoshan mountain, protected Zhao Min and stepped back more than ten steps to open a safe distance. Holding a Jinwen bronze sword, he pointed to the figure. The sword body was cold and shining, and his momentum became very fierce.

Three disciples died and two were injured. A faint smell of blood filled the forest. The two seriously injured disciples were lying on the ground groaning in pain. They wanted to get up, but they struggled several times and lay there. They were seriously injured.

The figure got up slowly in the dark, with cold eyes like a knife. It was murderous, and the whole body was running with electric arcs.

"Qin's life? It's you!" Zhao Min was terrified and couldn't believe the scene in front of her. She has personally experienced the strength of Qin Ming. She is really wild, like a wild beast with crazy hair, but her real strength is not much different from herself. Why does she seem to be a different person tonight? Those cold eyes made her dare not look at each other, and she couldn't help feeling cold in her heart.

"You are not the triple heaven of Lingwu!" the disciples of Yaoshan were also surprised. A series of fierce attacks were accurate, hard and smooth, just like a performance rehearsed many times in advance. They finished the sudden killing in a moment, and their every move was full of ruthlessness.

Qin Ming stood coldly in the dark for a while, retreated slowly and picked up the scattered throwing knives. "How do you want to play? I'll accompany you to the end. If you can't kill me, I'll kill you."

"Arrogance! You're nothing, and you deserve to shout to me." the disciples of Yaoshan looked gloomy and their momentum increased again and again. The Jinwen bronze sword vibrated slightly and made a pleasant clang. The sword's Qi overflowed, forcing people to kill in the forest.

"Qin Ming, how dare you kill your fellow disciples? Qingyun sect will never spare you." Zhao Min suddenly reacted. We haven't done anything to you yet. How dare you attack us? "Put away your disgusting face. Don't think you can do whatever you want with a good skin bag. You're not qualified to want my Qin life!"

"Don't talk nonsense to him! Kill him, kill him for me..." Shuangdao disciple struggled to raise his head. His handsome face became ferocious due to pain and anger, and glared at Qin Ming in the dark.

"If you want to die, you can't blame us. Qiao Chen, you can't let him run away." Zhao Min urged Yaoshan disciples. Qin Ming's strength and ruthlessness made her feel a deep threat.

"Qiaochen, kill him, what are you waiting for!" the Double Sabre disciple suddenly ran away from Qin's life.

Qin's life suddenly burst and killed Shuangdao disciple directly.

The Double Sabre disciple was so inspiring that he didn't care about the pain, let alone the image. He rushed to the medicine mountain disciple Qiao Chen and shouted, "kill him! Kill him!"

"You're so presumptuous in front of me. You're almost there." Qiao Chen resolutely intercepted. He was like a dragon. He was so fast that he stopped next to the Double Sabre disciples one step at a time. He picked out five sword shadows in an instant. The sword was fierce and locked Qin Ming's heart, shoulder, eyebrow, abdomen and throat. It changed mysteriously and was cruel and tricky. He couldn't tell which sword was true and which sword was false.

Qin's life didn't need to be flashed. There was no need to fight face-to-face. In the critical moment, the back was greatly extended. The ancient sword clanged and began. A powerful force of mountains and rivers emerged, startled the Hong sword, and the sword gas was boiling. Everyone felt a cold sword gas, as if they were cutting all over their body, and the cold hairs had to stand up.

Pooh!

Qin Ming and Qiao Chen passed by, and blood splashed everywhere.

Qiaochen picked out three blood wounds on Qin Ming in a row. The knife was dangerous.

Qin Ming's ancient sword rubbed qiaochen's neck and split it. The attack did not reduce and the sword edge did not turn. He had no influence and continued to attack. Target, double blade disciple!

The Double Sabre disciple in the rush was shocked and turned back. In an instant, the sharp edge of Dayan ancient sword quickly enlarged in the pupil.

"No......" the double blade disciple exclaimed, but the voice stopped suddenly. His head was split by the ancient sword and rolled to the front. His eyes were full of panic.

Quiet! In the dark forest, the needle fell and could be heard, as if even breathing were frozen!

Qiaochen, with his back to Qin Ming, incredibly touched his neck, blood? There's blood! I just cut my flesh and blood, but I was hurt by a servant? The other disciple was so excited that he struggled to step back and looked at Qin Ming like a wild beast with crazy hair.

Qin Ming stood beside the corpse of Shuangdao disciple. His face was slightly pale and his clothes were stained with blood. His chest, shoulder and abdomen were stabbed by a sharp sword. He was seriously injured and bleeding, but his appearance and expression were even more frightening.

"Qiaochen! Qiaochen!" Zhao Min screamed and woke qiaochen up. Her hands condensed flames and faced each other nervously.

"Qin life, no one can save you today." qiaochen was angry and murderous. He took his sword and rushed to Qin life without reservation.

Qin Ming covered the most serious wound on his chest, took two steps back, turned silently and disappeared into the dark night.

"Catch up! Catch up with him! Never let him run away." Zhao Min ordered the other disciple.

The strong disciple looked at the two disciples who had died miserably. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he got up and caught up with them.

"Don't be afraid of him! He has been seriously injured and can't escape for long."

"Qin Ming just succeeded by surprise. His strength is much worse than ours."

"Surround him and kill him directly."

Zhao Min and his men hurried after each other, shouting and reminding each other that they must not weaken their momentum.

Qin Ming closed his lips tightly and covered the bleeding wound. He ran wildly in the dark mountains. The injury looked very serious, but Qin Ming was not sensitive to pain and could bear it. I've suffered too many injuries in the past eight years. I don't know how many times more serious than this. This injury is nothing.

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They chased Zhao Min for a long time. Finally, they had to admit that they lost him again! "Hateful! Hateful! Hateful!" qiaochen scolded angrily, totally unacceptable! "What strength does Qin Ming have?" the vigorous disciple questioned Zhao min.

"His realm is not high, but he has amazing brute force. However, he can give full play to his brute force. Anyway, his strength can't be evaluated by the realm." Zhao Min is reluctant to admit it, but has to accept the reality. Qin Ming really surprised her tonight.

"Brute force? He has more than brute force. His sword is more exquisite than me." Qiao Chen is now thinking about the sword last night, which made him feel threatened. And he was a little suspicious of what had happened in the short duel at that time. In a trance, he remembered that he first swung Qin Ming's sword with coco bronze sword, and then made a surprise attack. It should be able to kill Qin Ming directly. But Qin Ming's sword seemed unaffected and stabbed straight.

Jinwen bronze sword is a treasure sword that can easily cut iron and stone. If you really encounter Qin Ming's sword, you should cut it directly, but... Am I wrong? Didn't you touch his sword?

Zhao Min shook her head flatly: "it's impossible. I know Qin Ming's strength very well. He can't have martial arts."

Qiao Chen said, "don't argue about this. Find Qin Ming first and don't let him escape. He was hit by my sword and his blood vessels were pierced. His injury will be more and more serious and he can't go far."

Deep in the forest, Qin Ming sat in a hidden cave, swallowing the breath of life in the deep mountains and forests.

The Qi of life here is much stronger than that of Qingyun sect.

After a night's recuperation, the injury basically stopped. After noon, the wound can't see the scar, and then in the afternoon, it will recover!

The beauty of life is that it works better than some panacea.

I don't know how many times I have saved Qin's life over the years.

"Qiaochen! Lingwu qichongtian!"

Qin Ming silently recalled the battle last night. It was very thrilling. He is far from strong enough to challenge qichongtian, even if he is difficult to challenge wuchongtian. Just like triple heaven to quadruple heaven is a barrier, and sixth heaven to seventh heaven is also a barrier. After crossing, the strength will be improved qualitatively.

It's impossible for Qin ming to shrink back. Either you or I die. There's no room for relaxation. I used to have concerns in Qingyun sect. Now I'm in deep mountains and forests, chasing after life and death. If you can't kill me, I'll kill you.

It's just harder than others. Look who's harder than who!

Before dark, Qin Ming set off again, carrying Dayan's ancient sword into the deep old forest and looking for Zhao min. His strength was far inferior to that of the enemy, and he could only raid under the cover of night.

All the way forward, Qin Ming was cautious and not reckless. He would take the initiative to avoid the spirit demon. Fortunately, he didn't encounter a particularly strong spirit demon, otherwise he might have no chance to escape with his current strength.

Fortunately, after walking for a short time, I found a spirit grass. Three spirit grass gathered together and hid in the dense bushes.

Three inferior spiritual herbs can help Qin Ming replenish his spiritual power.

"There was a fight!"

Qin Ming suddenly stopped and listened attentively.

It's not like a fight between warriors, but more like a group of warriors fighting with spirit demons.

From the old forest ahead.

Following the sound, he rushed over quietly.

There is a dense forest ahead. You can vaguely see the flashing of human figures, as well as huge shadows and animal roars. It is thrilling. You can feel the fierce situation of the war.

Qin Ming jumped onto a big tree, moved between the branches and approached carefully.

In the forest, there was a wasteland about five feet away. At this time, five men and women with weapons were besieging a huge monster. The monster looked like a fierce tiger, but it was bigger than a black bear. Its hair was black and bright, its blood red eyes were ferocious, its mouth was full of sawteeth, and two sharp fangs stretched out from its mouth, half a meter long and sharp.

Saber Toothed beast! This kind of spirit demon is raised in Qingyun sect. It is very fierce and cruel by nature. Its realm is comparable to that of high-level spirit martial arts realm. Claws and tusks are its weapons. The black wind rolls all over the body, rolling up sand and stones.

Qin Ming observed carefully that the five men and women were dressed in ordinary clothes, like mercenaries wandering through the forest. Their offensive was wild, and they also cooperated with each other very tacitly. They advanced and retreated with a degree of experience. There were three bloody people lying in the ruins. It seemed that they were dead and died under the sharp claws of Saber Toothed beasts.

The war was not only fierce, it was dangerous.

The Saber Toothed beast has gone crazy. The strong black wind stirred the ruins, rushing left and right and roaring again and again.

The five mercenaries seemed unable to hold on. The four kept galloping and flying to contain the Saber Toothed beast. They worked very hard. A strong young man in black was responsible for the main attack. He opened and closed with a two meter long sword in his hand, and the attack was very wild.

"Pooh!"

Several sword lights split on the Saber Toothed beast and tore open the skin and meat. The Saber Toothed beast ate pain and roared. The four men and women succeeded in one attack and retreated decisively. The strong man took the opportunity to rush in. The saber was magnificent, rolled up the roaring wind and cut hard at the Saber Toothed beast's head.

Whoa, whoa! The Saber Toothed beast roared, and a claw was drawn to the sword. Sparks splashed everywhere. It was deafening. The man was ruthlessly lifted back, but the Saber Toothed beast's claws were also bloody.

"Friend! Have you seen enough? Help!" the man tumbled to the ground, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and suddenly shouted at the place where Qin Ming was hiding.