Qin Ming didn't know what the audience thought. After summoning Lie Yan and transforming himself, he rushed towards Jin Zhijun as fast as he could, trying to kill him in the shortest possible time.
After Qin Ming's transformation, he felt the extremely strong murderous aura on his body, and the contempt on Jin Zhijun's face had long since disappeared, and he also transformed in the first time.
As a genius of the Jinxuan Macaque Clan, his bloodline is extremely high, and his aura after transformation is also extremely extraordinary.
When Qin Ming rushed towards him, he had already pulled out the long sword at his waist, and punched Qin Ming head-on.
This sword has no bells and whistles, pure power, and a powerful avenue of fire.
Boom...
The sword and the fist collided, making a loud noise, and the flames of Lie Yan rose a little in vain, and at the same time, the avenue of fire of the purple long sword was also a little bit thicker.
The sword and the fist collided, and they were separated at the touch. Both of them took three steps back.
"How is it possible!?" Jin Zhijun looked at Qin Ming in disbelief.
He thought that Qin Ming only dared to hide behind Jin Zhizhi, that he was just a showman who could easily defeat him.
It is only now that Qin Ming is not a showman, not only is he not a showman, but his martial arts strength is very good.
He is a small realm of Gao Qinming, and he is evenly divided with Qin Ming.
No, he felt a powerful force lingering on the long sword, which was beyond his control, exactly the same as the force on Qin Ming's fist.
Even if he uses the Dao of Fire in his body, there is no way to eliminate this force.
"It's not right. This force affects my moves. To clear them all, I need to spend a lot of Dao of Fire." Jin Zhijun's expression finally changed.
You can't go head-to-head with Qin Ming, otherwise the power wrapped around the long sword will make him a little overwhelmed.
Originally, he wanted to torture Qin Ming and then kill him, but now it seems that it is difficult for Lian to defeat him.
and……
Jin Zhijun saw the fierce light in Qin Ming's eyes, it was an undisguised killing intent.
Obviously, Qin Ming dared to kill him even though he had a high status in the Jinxuan Macaque Clan.
Before Jin Zhijun could continue to think, Qin Ming's attacks came one after another.
This time, Jin Zhijun put away the slightest contempt for Qin Ming in his heart, gathered all his energy, and stabbed the long sword in his hand as quickly as possible.
In order to sharpen his martial arts strength, he often went out to fight, dancing with a long sword impenetrably, looking for flaws in Qin Ming's body.
But Qin Ming has experienced many battles, so there is no weakness in his body for him to take advantage of.
Everywhere looked like a flaw, but when he was about to make a move, he found that everything was a trap.
Strong, too strong.
Not only is his attack power strong, but his combat experience is also very rich, so that Jin Zhijun can only be tired of coping and can only keep defending.
The so-called long-term defense will lose, Jin Zhijun defended for dozens of rounds, but Qin Ming found the right time and punched him on the shoulder. Jin Zhijun flew upside down and landed on the edge of the ring, spitting blood from his mouth.
He looked at Qin Ming in disbelief, stood up with his sword and pestle, panting continuously.
He actually lost!
Jin Zhijun looked at Jin Zhizhi, seeing Jin Zhizhi shaking his head repeatedly, his eyes seemed to tell him to let him come down and stop fighting Qin Ming.
"No, Jin Zhizhi is mine. No matter how strong Qin Ming is, he can't take my Jin Zhizhi away." Jin Zhijun stood up, and at this moment he really felt that Qin Ming was going to take his Jin Zhizhi away.