Chapter 1544

Cang Yu looked down and clenched his fists tightly.

Although Qin Ming became a half-step martial god, he was very happy about it, but now in the battle between the two of them, Qin Ming obviously fell to the bottom, which made him very worried.

Every time Qin Ming's body was pierced, it was like stabbing him.

"I know Yun Xiatian, and I have fought with her before."

"From her eyes, she is not Yun Xiatian at all."

"Although the body is still the same body, the soul seems to have been changed."

Cang Yu said solemnly, he is Emperor Dan, and he is very sensitive to breath.

I really want to go down and help Qin Ming, but he is just a warrior who has just advanced to become a warrior, and he is not Yun Xiatian's all-in-one enemy at all.

Perhaps Yun Xiatian could release a little spiritual energy at will, and he could be wiped out.

Maybe even if Yun Xiatian stood there and let him attack, he couldn't hurt her.

The two of them are really too strong now, and they are not at the same level at all.

An Feng said to his subordinates, "Everyone, hide your aura, and don't be discovered by the female devil below."

Seeing this battle, everyone had already concentrated and held their breath, but now they heard An Feng's words, and they didn't even care to breathe.

Most of Huayuzong's disciples had tears in their eyes.

Seeing Qin Ming being pierced again and again was like being stabbed in their hearts.

...

Below, the Holy Spirit held a long sword, suspended in the void, looked at Qin Ming on the opposite side, and said slowly, "Your body is really strong."

"I really want to dig out all the secrets in you."

"Aw..."

What answered him was Qin Ming's long howl, his whole body covered with wounds, his wings vibrated suddenly, his body was like lightning, and he rushed towards the holy god.

It was too late to recover from the injuries on his body.

The body's resilience is weakening.

"Hmph." The Holy Spirit snorted coldly, pointed the long sword at Qin Ming's throat, and stabbed fiercely forward.

At the same time as the thrust, the holy god's attack changed its direction, hit Qin Ming's chest, and then pulled out quickly, retreating hastily.

"Aw..."

Qin Ming roared happily.

"Hoo hoo..."

With every blow, Holy Spirit used all his strength.

He pretended to attack the throat, forcing Qin Ming to defend, and then pierced his chest without sparing any strength. When he hit, he fled away, not giving Qin Ming a chance to fight back.

"Sure enough, your physical resilience is getting worse and worse."

Seeing the piercing blow just now, Qin Ming couldn't heal quickly, blood flowed all over the ground, and a smile appeared on the face of the Holy Spirit.

If it continues, even if it is exhausted, he can exhaust Qin Ming to death.

With Qin Ming's blood flowing clean, all the strength in his body will disappear. At that time, wouldn't he be allowed to kill him?

"Aw..."

With a murderous roar, Qin Ming's wings fluttered, and he continued to swoop towards the Holy God with a ferocious face.

"An animal is an animal. Without wisdom, what's the use of strength?"

Holy Spirit's face was full of contempt, and he used the same trick again.

"Boom!"

The long sword pierced through the chest, and the holy god fled away after a blow.

"Didi..."

Qin Ming, who was suspended in the air, began to shake after being hit by this blow, but he didn't roar.

"Is it not enough?"

Looking at the weak Qin Ming, the Holy Spirit felt relieved.

He has killed many ferocious monsters, and this kind of monsters behaved like this before they were exhausted.

"It's really not easy, this is the hardest half-step warrior I've ever killed."

Holy Spirit looked at Qin Ming from a distance, waiting for the harvest.

Blood dripped down, and Qin Ming, who was suspended in the air, had already run out of fuel, his aura weakened little by little, like a candle that was about to burn out, it might be extinguished at any time.