Slow, too slow.

Faced with continuous attacks by sword-wielding warriors, Qin Ming dodged them one by one.

To be honest, the dao rhyme on the sword of this sword warrior is not bad, when it hit him, a powerful force was transmitted from the sword to him, causing him a little internal injury.

But that's all, other attacks are much weaker than ordinary warriors in the late stage of the real dragon realm.

In addition, the other party seemed to have fought Qi Qi and Qi Yi before attacking him, and his physical strength was not particularly sufficient, so when attacking him, he was a little exhausted.

Qin Ming couldn't be attacked for a long time, and sweat gradually appeared on the face of the sword warrior.

It's not tiring, it's tense.

His speed was unexpectedly inferior to the young man in front of him. It seemed that his strength, speed, and even his combat experience were completely suppressed by the young man in front of him.

It seems that he is a warrior in the middle stage of True Dragon Realm, and the young man in front of him is a strong man in the late stage of True Dragon Realm.

"Kill." Seeing the panic on the face of the sword-wielding warrior, Qin Ming shook his head, completely giving up the idea of ​​continuing to test his own strength, and raised his fist high, with powerful wind and fire condensed on it, facing the sword-wielding warrior. The warrior's chest is drawn away.

This punch is not fast, but the target is extremely clear, and the angle is tricky, and the timing of the attack is also very coincidental, just when the sword warrior's center of gravity is unstable, so he has no way to dodge.

Facing Qin Ming's attack, the sword-wielding warrior had only two choices, either withdraw the long sword in his hand to resist.

Either ignore Qin Ming's attack and stab out the sword.

Qin Ming is attacking him, so there should be no way to dodge it. If he chooses not to draw his sword to resist, this sword should surely hit him.

But the sword-wielding warrior felt the strong dao rhyme of Qin Ming's punch and the inexplicable beating of his heart, so the sword-wielding warrior finally chose to withdraw the long sword in his hand and desperately resisted.

He has now clearly realized that he is no match for this young man.

He had already planned to block the attack, turn around and run away.

When he escaped, he would notify his companions. As for whether the two companions could react immediately, it was none of his business.

He was scared.

timid.

No matter how much wealth and enlightenment stones the young man in front of him has, he doesn't intend to take them anymore, he just wants to run for his life first.

Qin Ming's attack hit the long sword on the chest of the sword-wielding warrior impartially.

Originally, he thought that he only needed to take half a step back to release the strength from Qin Ming's fist.

But it was completely different from what was expected. The attack of this punch was several times stronger than the previous attack.

"Boom..." The sword-wielding warrior stepped back non-stop. Every time he took a step back, a deep footprint was stepped on the stone on the ground, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth.

One mouthful of blood at each step, a long bloodstain on the ground.

By the time his body stopped moving back, he was seriously injured and unable to move.

Qin Ming didn't stop because of this, he tapped the ground with his toes, raised his fist, and attacked the sword-wielding warrior's chest again.

The sword-wielding warrior's eyes were wide open, facing Qin Ming's punch, he wanted to block it.

But just after resisting, the arm was broken due to the powerful counter-shock force.

The reason why he is still holding the long sword now is entirely because the hilt has been imprinted into his flesh and blood, so it didn't fall off.

It's over.

Seeing the fist getting closer, the sword-wielding warrior could only watch helplessly as he punched his chest.

With one punch, a big hole was made in the sword warrior's chest, and he died completely.