The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1323
Qin Zong's speed of improvement in an instant was as fast as lightning, which was comparable to that of an S-level fighter.

At the same time, Qin Zong's blood-stained palms were full of cold air, like an ancient giant beast showing its original shape, choosing to eat people.

This change came too fast and too unexpectedly.

Knowing that the opponent can't beat him, Xuan Ming was also startled with chills all over his body.

The scalp is blown up.

The enemy is approaching.

His attack is powerful, but it takes time to condense.

More importantly, his melee combat was no match for this tough man.

Even so, his body is definitely stronger than Qin Zong's after being tempered by medicine.

But who knows, will Qin Zong be able to break through his defense?

In an instant, several thoughts flashed through Xuan Ming's mind.

Without hesitation, he moved his body to the side.

But he didn't see the scheming flashing across Qin Zong's eyes.

The moment he turned sideways, the wall behind him seemed to come alive, and ice crystals condensed in a blink of an eye, freezing him completely.

After all, Xuan Ming is an S-level fighter, and A-level energy cannot restrain his actions.

That ice crystal, even though Qin Zong spent half a day to condense it, it only froze him for a second.

But this second is enough.

"Whoa."

The ice crystals shattered, slid down Xuan Ming's body, fell to the ground, and shattered into pieces of ice.

Xuan Ming only felt a chill on his neck, and met Qin Zong's cold and heartless eyes.

"you lose."

The ice blade formed by the condensed cold air was held in Qin Zong's hand, and the tip of the ice pressed against Xuan Ming's skin.

Four eyes facing each other.

Qin Zong's eyes were cold and bottomless.

Like a robot, without the slightest emotion.

He was holding Bingjian's hand, which was still bleeding.

The right arm was hanging limply by the side, the flesh and blood of the right hand was turned outward, and the bright red blood flowed down the arm to the ground, gradually forming a stream.

That was the consequence of him crushing the two balls of light.

The creek formed by the blood under the feet is cold and red.

Not only that, but Qin Zong's expression was like gold paper.

All over his body, only two words were written.

tragic.

The whole body is miserable.

Even so, the ice dagger he pressed against Xuan Ming's neck was still as firm as Mount Tai.

It was as if he couldn't feel the pain in his body.

In those eyes, there was a terrifying calmness.

Xuan Ming's eyes swept across Qin Zong's frighteningly white face.

Even so, Qin Zong's impression was only cold.

tough.

Not the slightest weakness.

Not the slightest flinch.

Xuan Ming suddenly yelled, depressed and sad.

"alright, you win."

He is truly amazing.

But it didn't stand up to Qin Zong's calculations.

As early as among the checkpoints of the Yan family robots, Qin Zong was setting them up.

Suppress speed, suppress energy.

The moment he saw Xuan Ming, he was scheming.

The initial tricks were Xuan Ming testing his strength.

After all, it wasn't Qin Zong who was testing Xuan Ming's ability.

In this battle, he fought Xuan Ming with one arm.

Even so, the victory was tragic.

Originally, in his calculations, he had at least five seconds.

In the end, he condensed the icy air for half a day, and the ice crystals hidden beside Xuan Ming only froze this person for a second.

Win, and one point, on luck.

Xuan Ming seldom fights, but he still has brains.

He carefully recalled the whole process just now.

From the moment Qin Zong's speed skyrocketed, in fact he gathered protection in front of him, but he didn't expect that the cold air would come from behind.

It froze him for a second.

Qin Zong even counted it, he would retreat and avoid it.

Really, a deep scheming.

(End of this chapter)