C330 Forced Grasping Sword

Spiritual energy gushed out violently as a hurricane passed by.

Qin Ming was like a small boat in the middle of the ocean, standing firmly and not moving, allowing the spirit energy tsunami to strike at the rocks.

Qin Ming formed a fist with his right hand, and punched towards Xue Leng who was rushing towards him.

Xue Leng's face revealed a sneer, he actually dared to use his fist to block his treasured sword?

Could this brat have been scared silly?

The dark blue and dark red intertwined as the long sword slashed down. The patterns on it were complex, and the spiritual energy was surging.

Qin Ming's fist met it head on, like an egg striking a stone.

"Ding!"

To everyone's surprise, when the sword tip and the fist came into contact, it was as though a sharp sword had collided with an indestructible stone. A crisp sound resounded through the world.

In Xue Leng's expectation, the pleasure of his body being cut apart and his blood flying all over did not appear. Qin Ming's fist was like the hardest rock in the world, firmly blocking the tip of his sword.

And that was not all. At the place where the sword tip and Qin Ming's fist made contact, he only felt a strong wave of attack, and the terrifying force even caused his body, which was originally charging forward at great speed, to strangely pause for a moment.

"Those who control their own strength will definitely be destroyed by that power."

Qin Ming looked at Xue Leng's incredulous appearance and said softly, as if he was speaking the truth of the world.

"Die!"

At this time, Xue Leng did not want to know what Qin Ming was talking about. He just wanted this bastard to die quickly!

Flinging the sword horizontally, the sword glow was resplendent!

Even if the first time did not work, Xue Leng knew in detail that it was because of the insufficient amount of spirit energy that had been poured into it.

"It's useless."

Qin Ming was not in a rush, even though the sword beams were extremely sharp, he had actually turned a fist into a palm, and grabbed onto the sword blade.

"I said it before, I want this sword."

Qin Ming smiled slightly, looking like he was slightly embarrassed because he was borrowing something.

Xue Leng felt his hair stand on end!

The hand holding the sword felt a monstrous force that wanted to flip him over.

The warm sword hilt in his hand was like a red-hot piece of iron that made him feel uncomfortable.

"I'll take it."

Qin Ming's wrist trembled slightly, and unexpectedly, Xue Leng loosened his grip on the sword, and in the eyes of others, it was as if Xue Leng was deliberately giving the sword to Qin Ming.

"Tsk tsk, Senior Xue is truly a righteous person. If you hold such a great treasure in your hands, then I will feel no shame and accept it."

Holding the sword, Qin Ming smiled and kept the sword, the tyrannical power of the soul poured into it, and in the blink of an eye, destroyed the seal Xue Leng left inside.

"Pfft!"

With the treasure sword's mark destroyed, Xue Leng who had a mental connection with the treasure sword felt as if his head was struck by a hammer, and he could not help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Especially after hearing Qin Ming's shameless words, he almost suffocated to death in one breath.

An expert of the half-step sea realm, when had she ever suffered such an aura?

However, the truth of the treasure sword in his hand was snatched away by Qin Ming empty-handed, no matter what he said, it was useless.

"F * ck!" Stealing the white blade? I'm afraid you aren't blind, right? "

Outside Thunderfire Manor, ever since Xue Leng had roared at Qin Ming, a large group of people had gathered. At this moment, everyone was dumbstruck.

What did they see?

A fellow from the Origin of Heaven Realm had actually seized the weapon of a half-step into the ocean, a person who was only one step away from becoming an expert?

Had the world changed, or were they unable to keep up with the times?

"I'm afraid... "Not blind."

When the Heaven's Pride who came out of the Ten Thousand Lightning Calamity World saw this scene, he also laughed bitterly.

How similar were these fellows to the them from back then?

It was just that at that time, he did not remind them, and that was why they were slapped in the face by Qin Ming time and time again.

Now, with them as examples of their previous actions, these fellows all thought that they were joking.

What a joke!

The terror of that guy in the sky was definitely far greater than they had imagined!

When he was facing the wave of Thalidomide back then, the calmness and aura that Qin Ming had displayed was not something that could be compared to now.

For a moment, he actually felt a sense of pride.

These people who had never seen the world, were actually this shocked when they saw the half-step sea realm experts being robbed of their weapons?

Even if Qin Ming were to beat him up, they would not be surprised at all!

Perhaps, this is called improvement …

"A sharp-tongued, shameless brat."

Xue Leng felt like he was going to explode from the anger!

The heck!

Shouldn't he have crushed Qin Ming head-on and easily killed him to avenge his lost son?

Why did it seem like Qin Ming did not receive any injuries at all, and was even able to snatch the treasure sword from him in just a single encounter, and even spurt out a mouthful of blood?

Was he half a step into the ocean, or was Qin Ming half a step into the ocean?

Unfortunately, no one would be able to answer his questions.

"What you say doesn't count."

As he flipped his hand, the sword was kept in Qin Ming's Qiankun bag. He looked at Xue Leng with cold eyes and smiled.

"Use whatever else you have."

"Die!"

Seeing Qin Ming snatching away the treasured sword that he had honed for dozens of years with a flip of his hand, Xue Leng was enraged, he could no longer suppress his killing intent and charged forward.

A peerless divine sword seemed to have appeared within the turbulent Spiritual Energy that swept through the world!

Xue Leng's fingers had become a sword, but at his level, the spirit energy was nothing but support, and spirit energy was the foundation!

"The sword in my hand has been snatched away, so what's the use of using spiritual energy?"

Qin Ming laughed coldly, and threw out a punch without any hesitation, just like how he shattered the incoming fist.

"Sword Inquisition Technique, Heartless!"

A trace of undetectable divine light flashed across Xue Leng's eyes as a different figure coiled around the two palms that were held together. Looking at Qin Ming's fist that was swung directly at him, a trace of a smile actually surfaced on Xue Leng's originally furious face.

"You can't live with your own sins! "Brat, go to hell!"

Xue Leng flashed forward, the spirit energy coiling around his fingers actually condensed into a transparent, little sword the thickness of a thumb, imprinting itself onto Qin Ming's fist.

The transparent small sword had only just touched Qin Ming's palm, but it had already completely disappeared. In the eyes of others, they had thought that Qin Ming had dispersed it with a single strike.

Only Qin Ming knew that his fist seemed to have hit the air, there was no additional strength nor obstacles!

But seeing how Xue Leng's scheme worked, Qin Ming frowned.

He didn't think that Xue Leng was just playing around with him. If a strong Ranker like him needed to use such a method, then it would be laughable.

Before Qin Ming could understand what was going on, a transparent sword the size of a thumb suddenly appeared in his soul!