Chapter 1501

"Dragon Absolute!"

Moving to the Holy Master's side, Qin Ming punched out his fist from the air, and a big red aura dragon flew out, roaring and pounced on the standing Holy Master standing still.

Through the mask, the Holy Master just stared at the rushing dragon lightly, without any panic on his face, and firmly grasped the handle of the knife with his hand.

The big red dragon, with a ferocious face, came to the Holy Master with a ferocious aura, and was about to hit him in the next breath, as if to tear him to pieces.

"Wow..."

The knife in his hand was raised and lowered, and the big red dragon that was roaring just now dissipated into the air.

As if he had never appeared in this world.

"There are very few warriors who use fists, and warriors who use fists to reach your level are rare, even in ancient times."

The Holy Lord stuck the knife in the ground, empty-handed, and walked up to Qin Ming slowly, as if taking a walk.

"Since you are so dignified, then I will use the method you are good at to defeat you and kill you!"

"Tamp your dignity under your feet and let you know that your so-called dignity is worthless."

After finishing speaking, the Holy Master raised his fist, and the sleeve slipped off, revealing his withered hand bones.

Without flesh and blood, his fists looked thin and disgusting.

But even if he gave up his best weapon and used his fists against him, Qin Ming's heart was still heavy and he didn't relax.

"No matter what method is used, it seems that he is not his opponent. It seems that he can only escape."

There's nothing shameful about being unable to fight and escape. It's just a matter of shame when he comes back when he becomes the pinnacle of Emperor Wu.

Seeing that Qin Ming seemed to be frightened by his knife, the fighting spirit in his heart retreated, his eyes were not as firm as before, but swept around from time to time, the Holy Master seemed to see Qin Ming's thoughts.

"Want to escape?"

"You can't escape!"

"People locked by my aura have never managed to escape."

After finishing speaking, the Holy Master's body was like lightning, and he flew straight towards Qin Ming, arriving in an instant, and punched Qin Ming's chest.

"This speed..."

Looking at the flying Holy Master, Qin Ming was horrified and completely gave up the idea of ​​running away.

His speed is too fast, and he is not at the same level as himself. Wanting to run is just wishful thinking.

The Holy Lord completely crushed him no matter in terms of speed or strength.

Since he couldn't escape, Qin Ming gave up all other thoughts and focused on fighting.

Clenching his fist tightly, he also raised his fist, following the fist that the Holy Master bombarded, and bombarded away.

This might be an opportunity, the Holy Master didn't wear gloves on his hands, but he had the artifact gloves to help, if he could break his bones with one blow, it might be possible to turn defeat into victory.

"Crack..."

The sound of bones breaking came from the place where the two clashed, and Qin Ming flew upside down immediately after.

"How can it be?"

Qin Ming, who fell to the ground, hastily took out a Perfect Buxin Pill from the interspatial ring and swallowed it, his hand was broken...

"How could your hands be harder than a divine weapon?" Qin Ming exclaimed in disbelief. The glove in his hand was not only a divine weapon, but also the finest among divine weapons.

However, the Holy Master was fighting against the artifact with his body, and actually smashed his fist.

"Nothing is impossible, how could a mortal understand the power of divine blood." Seeing the horrified expression on Qin Ming's face, the Holy Master laughed proudly.

"Even if you become Emperor Wu, your physical strength will never catch up with me."

"Do you know why I have no flesh and blood?"

"I have integrated the flesh and blood into the bones, and after countless rounds of forging, I have become a body that is harder than an artifact."

"Except for Valkyrie, no one in this world will be my opponent."

"If it wasn't for the mission of the Holy Spirit, do you think you are qualified to let me do it myself?"

"In this world, there will never be anyone who is my opponent."

"Forge your body harder than a divine weapon?" Qin Ming muttered to himself. With such a hard body, even if he becomes the peak Emperor Wudi, he cannot be his opponent.

"Blood!"

"It must be his blood that brought all of this."

"If I become a Valkyrie, what bloodline will I awaken?"

Seeing the ability of the bloodline, Qin Ming was yearning for the bloodline. Although he was not interested in the bloodline of the scorpion demon force, he had 120% expectations for his own transformed bloodline.

"It's impossible, I will never become a Valkyrie in this life."

Shaking his head, Qin Ming felt pity, and stared at the Holy Master resolutely.

He had already planned to die with the Holy Master.

I hope that the death of the Holy Master will change the power of the scorpion demon and stop seizing the resources of this world.

The Lord did not know how many years he had lived, but when he saw Qin Ming's eyes, he guessed what he was thinking.

"Want to die together?"

"Are you worthy?"

"I only used 50% of my strength just now, and your bones are broken..."

"Too weak, too weak, really too weak."

"If you want to die together, you are not qualified enough."

"Hmph..." Qin Ming was not shocked, the Holy Master's contempt for him was a weakness he could take advantage of.

Tapping his toes, Qin Ming soared into the sky, stood in the void, and held his hands tightly.

Taking a deep breath, he began to swing towards the sky incessantly.

"The Raptors." "The Raptors."... "The Raptors."