Chapter 4685

Coupled with the slippery ice surface, he cannot avoid it, and once he avoids it, he will definitely be hit.

And this attack is completely different from Qin Ming's sneak attack last time, even if it is just a brush, it is estimated that he will be seriously injured.

At Qin Ming's speed, a serious injury would mean death, and he probably wouldn't even be able to admit defeat.

block! Be sure to block it!

Zhu Lechun felt ruthless in his heart, and began to accumulate dark energy in his long sword, and raised his hand, and slammed at Qin Ming's fist at the fastest speed.

In an instant, all the dark energy in the long sword erupted, and its power had surpassed the initial stage of the holy beast realm.

"Block me!" Zhu Lechun yelled, the Tao gushing out of his body, he didn't think about the future, he just wanted to catch Qin Ming's attack, and then surrendered directly.

As for using Qin Ming's sense of oppression to make his sword breakthrough, he didn't even think about it now.

If you can survive, let's talk about it, if you can't survive, everything else is just floating clouds.

Zhu Lechun exerted twelve points of strength, his forehead was covered with blue veins, and all the Dao on his body was gathered in the long sword, roaring and striking with all his strength.

"Admit defeat!"

After using all his strength, Zhu Lechun hastily conceded defeat to prevent Qin Ming's next attack, hoping that the referee next to him could help.

Of course, Qin Ming's attack was too fast and the distance was extremely close. Even if a strong man from the Divine Beast Realm came, it would be impossible for him to block Qin Ming's attack.

So whether he can survive depends on whether he can catch Qin Ming's attack.

When Zhu Lechun said to admit defeat, the middle-aged referee had already made a move, and the other referees near the ring also rushed towards the fog.

In the mist, Qin Ming's fist hit Zhu Lechun's long sword, and Qin Ming was a little surprised by the hidden strength revealed in the long sword.

Unexpectedly, before Zhu Lechun seemed confused, he was actually accumulating strength secretly, but could this accumulated strength be able to block his way of wind and fire?

Qin Ming has strong confidence in his Fenghuo Dao. He has never met a warrior of the same level with a stronger attack power than him, not a single one.

Although Zhu Lechun is good, the Anjin is also very magical. If it is used well, it can exert more than ten times the powerful attack power.

But it is far inferior to Fenghuo Dao, and it is Fenghuo Dao that he has planned and saved a lot of time.

A powerful force spewed out, without any accident, Zhu Lechun's long sword was suppressed in an instant.

What Qin Ming didn't expect was that Zhu Lechun's long sword didn't collapse at the first touch as he expected, but resisted a little.

"The strength has weakened a lot." The long sword was knocked into the air, Qin Ming looked at his fist that was imprinted into Zhu Lechun's chest, and knew in his heart that Zhu Lechun might not die!

Powerful, the long sword was knocked away after a little resistance, and then Qin Ming's fist hit Zhu Lechun's chest, and Zhu Lechun flew upside down.

Qin Ming didn't continue to attack, firstly because he didn't have much enmity with Zhu Lechun, and secondly because the referee had already arrived and stood between him and Zhu Lechun, looking at Zhu Lechun's injuries.

The fog dissipated, and the warriors in the audience could finally see the battle situation on the stage clearly.

Only Qin Ming was panting violently, as if he had exhausted a lot of energy, but he was safe and sound, and Zhu Lechun didn't seem to have caused any harm to him.

And Zhu Lechun had already fallen to the ground, a lot of blood was flowing on the ground, and it was clear that there was a big hole in Zhu Lechun's chest, and the internal organs inside must have been damaged.