Chapter 2112: Three people with one stick

When his life was dying, he looked at the young man's gaze, deeply unwilling.

This is a strong man.

A strong man with unparalleled potential.

It must be the Holy Blood Warrior without a doubt.

Why was he met?

Before he had time to regret, he fell into eternal darkness.

"boom!"

After sweeping away the person who was in the way, Qin Ming's long stick suddenly slammed into the ground, even if his voice was weakened by the palace, it sounded like thunder in the ears of several people.

With such a shocking blow, the three Poison Demons were instantly stunned, and they stopped their forward steps.

"escape!"

Without any hesitation, the three Poison Demon Warriors turned around and ran as if they had a tacit understanding.

"Where to run?"

With a thought of Qin Ming, he moved slightly and moved around, instantly blocking the path of the three of them.

"So fast!"

I just saw Qin Ming's power, and now I see his speed.

The few people were almost not scared.

This is totally unreasonable.

The general warrior is good at speed, but not good at power.

This young man is terribly powerful.

Why is the speed so fast.

Before I can think about it, Qin Ming's long stick has swept away.

"My life is over."

An idea flashed through the three of them at the same time, and they were directly cut off.

The physical hardness of the three of them was far less than the hardness of the poisonous demon who sent the long stick just now, and was naturally swept to death by Qin Ming.

Killing the three people, Qin Ming didn't even look at it, and came to Mi Bei and Lian Yu's side.

Because of the obstruction of the purple mist here, he can only protect them by following them.

"Good... so strong!"

The battle happened very quickly, and Yu didn't even blink his eyes the whole time.

She had seen Qin Ming make a move.

The battle is the Poison Demon of the Flood Realm.

At that time, Qin Ming had always been inferior, because of the different levels, she did not see the horror of the strong in the Flood Realm.

At the same time, I just felt that Qin Ming was able to contend with the strong of the Jiao Realm for a short time and was very strong.

But there is no deep understanding.

Now, the four Poison Demon Warriors who were far from defeated by her were just killed.

Only then did Lian Yu know that Qin Ming's strength was so strong.

"It is estimated that Qin Ming's current strength can already compete with ordinary Jiao realm powerhouses, right?"

"It's incredible."

"Holy Blood Warrior can transform, I don't know how strong he is after transforming?"

If these four Poison Demon Warriors besieged themselves.

Lian Yu felt that even if he used all the means, he would definitely die.

The gap is too big.

As for the poisonous warrior with a long stick who rushed over first, she felt that she could only fight half a catty.

Even if she wins in the end, she will definitely be injured.

Besides, that was just one of them.

The other three, working with the poisonous demon with long sticks, are certainly not bad in strength.

Not to mention that four of them dealt with her at the same time, even if there were only two of them, it is estimated that she would be very bad luck.

In the past, she felt proud that she was far ahead of her family in martial arts.

But now, there is Qin Ming's comparison.

She woke up instantly.

Those power geniuses who are called outstanding people in the city are nothing.

It's just that they advertise themselves and become narcissistic.

The real strong person disdains to express himself for the sake of fame.

The real powerhouse is like a sword with a sheath, and only when needed, will the sword be unsheathed and its sharp edge will be revealed.

Lian Yu looked at Qin Ming, that stalwart figure, holding the long sword at his waist, made up his mind.

Even if it can't compare to him, it can't be too far behind.