Chapter 1740: Win over

Seeing the fists getting closer, Qing Wukun's face changed drastically when he heard the sound of wind in his ears.

At this moment he knew that he was careless.

Did not expect Qin Ming to be so strong.

Looking at his aura, the martial arts strength should not have reached the Celestial Master.

But the force of punching is better than Xiaotian.

The most important thing is that he grasps the timing of the battle very accurately.

Now his weapon can't be used with the broad sword, the distance between the two is too close.

How to do?

Qing Wukun could only give up the big knife in his hand and resist Qin Ming's fist with both hands.

"Boom!"

Qing Wukun's hand collided with Qin Ming's fist, making a violent impact.

The big sword fell from the air, and was followed by Xiaoyun with quick eyes and hands.

"Boy, you have a bit of strength, but it's just that." Qing Wukun touched his aching arm and said sharply: "Now let you see the gap between the Snake Realm and the Heavenly Sage."

"Qin Ming be careful," Xiao Tian said nervously.

He just saw that the strength of the Snake Realm was not comparable to that of a Celestial Sage.

This is a qualitative difference.

Although Qin Ming won a small victory and snatched Qing Wukun's weapons, he still couldn't make up the gap in the Snake Realm.

"war."

Clenching his fists, Qin Ming rushed out, facing Qing Wukun's chest with a punch.

"Good come." Qing Wukun also squeezed his fist.

Although he is not good at empty-handed combat, Qin Ming is only a celestial warrior. He doesn't think the opponent is his opponent.

The Origin Qi gathered in his body, and in a short time, it filled his whole body.

The Qing Wukun cloak has no wind and automatically, with great momentum.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you."

To Qin Ming, Qing Wukun wouldn't keep his hands, he just despised himself and suffered a small loss, this time he went all out.

"Kill." With a fierce wind, his fist bumped into Qin Ming's fist.

"boom……"

A wave of air radiated from where the two fists met, and Xiaotian and Xiaoyun watched nervously.

"Humph……"

Qin Ming snorted and flew back.

Although his body is stronger than Qing Wukun, the quantity and quality of Yuan Qi are too far from each other.

I just feel the primordial qi hitting my body and my bones hurt.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Qing Wukun did not let go of this good opportunity to attack, posted it up, clenched his fists, and continuously attacked Qin Ming.

"Move slightly, move me!" Qin Ming's body Qi was running at high speed, his body moved irregularly, avoiding Qing Wukun's attack.

Moving slightly did not disappoint him, and successfully avoided Qing Wukun's attack.

One move, one move, and then another, Qing Wukun's attacks were endless, his Yuan Qi seemed to be free of money.

Qin Ming gradually sweated on his forehead.

Faced with Qing Wukun, he was not an opponent, and wanted to counterattack, but the opponent didn't care about it, just fought with him.

Relying on Yuan's temperament, he is higher than him, and the amount is more than him, so he won't give him any breathing time.

"No, there is a problem with the micro-shifting technique."

It is only used once, and no problem can be seen by moving slightly. It can be used continuously, and the body is offset by the force of each other, and the injury is not light.

The more you use it, the more it hurts.

Had it not been for Qin Ming's high physical strength, it would have long since gone.

Even ordinary warriors can't use it even if they learn to move slightly.

Forced to use it, it will only be torn to pieces by the violent Origin Qi.

Realizing that Qin Ming's movements are beginning to be slow, Qing Wukun's face is happy.

He guessed that it is impossible for Qin Ming to practice such superb source skills, there must be a flaw.