Extreme martial arts

Chapter 231 Your Fist Is Too Light

The space was distorted, and the one-meter-thick blood glow instantly reached Qin Ming's eyes and engulfed it!
The place where Qin Ming was standing was engulfed by the blood light in an instant, and the blood light soared to the sky, but the light of Yuanli and pattern light emitted by Qin Ming could not be seen.

Moreover, Qin Ming's aura disappeared after the blood glow engulfed his body!
None of the people present was weak, the weakest Litu and the monkey both had the strength of a great martial artist, and it was still possible to sense the breath of the Martial King.

The moment Qin Ming's aura disappeared, everyone reacted differently!

"Hmph, I said I'll blow you up with one punch, I'll blow you up with one punch, boy, don't blame me, I think you are a rare genius who gave you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it." Smiling, but sighed.

"Three punches? He was killed with the first punch. It really is a big boast. Compared with the mad king, it is far behind."

"Before, I was able to fight the mad king, but once the mad king turned mad, this kid couldn't even block a single punch."

"This son is arrogant and arrogant, but this time he paid for his life."

"At a young age, he has the strength and fighting power of the middle stage of Wuwang. It's a pity that he fell because of his arrogance. It's a pity."

……

At this moment, King Wu saw that the pre-conjecture was confirmed, and once again spoke disdainfully.

In their eyes, Qin Ming's arrogance was confirmed!

Only a few people had sad faces.

The two elders, Yun Tao and Fang Yan, the head of Yuanji, shook their heads without saying a word. Fang Yan even punched his chest, showing grief.

"Qin, Brother Qin Ming, is he dead?" Monkey stammered with disbelief on his face.

"Impossible, impossible, he can't just die like this." Trying to be a little crazy.

There are still a few people who have doubts on their faces.

In the battle circle of the Martial Emperor, the three Martial Emperors finally stopped, looking at the blood glow that had not dissipated in the sky, all expressing doubts.

"It's better to be dead, bastard." Zhao Yuanyi said coldly.

Jin Lao and Mo Fengxing had doubts on their faces, and their eyes were extremely deep, lingering with Yuanli, trying to see through the blood glow.

Qin Wunian was the closest to where Qin Ming was. Although he couldn't see it, his perception was stronger than others, and he even passed the three Martial Emperors!

The moment Qin Ming was engulfed by blood, his heart skipped a beat, and his face was filled with sadness. smile.

Xiaohuo and Bai Laoer are not far away from Litu and the monkey. He and Qin Ming are connected by a war beast contract, but at this moment, Qin Ming, who doesn't care about the sky, is taking a nap on the ground.

As a real dragon, as long as it sleeps, it can increase its strength.

boom!
Suddenly, there was a vibration in the blood light, and a vortex appeared above the blood light, and the vitality of the world began to gather, forming a vitality vortex.

As soon as the vitality vortex appeared, everyone was startled, and the expression of the mad gentleman changed even more!
boom!
A powerful aura soared into the sky, and the seven-colored rays of light gathered into a beam of light soaring into the sky, piercing through the bloody light, and the aura exuded was none other than Qin Ming!

"Not dead!?" Mad Monarch exclaimed.

The martial kings who were belittling and disdaining Qin Ming suddenly fell silent, all of them looked embarrassed, and at the same time looked into the air with shock in their eyes!

After being quiet for a while, there was an exclamation from King Wu.

"He didn't die? He took a punch!"

"The power space of Kuang Jun's punch just now is extremely distorted. The power is far beyond the level of Martial King's later stage, and he failed to kill Qin Ming!"

"Qin Mingwu King's mid-stage strength actually withstood Kuangjun's punch. My God, Kuangjun is in the late stage of Martial King, and he has become mad! How is that possible!"

"Isn't this kid really arrogant and bragging, he really has strength? Impossible, if he has such a strong strength in his 20s, how can we put the face of us Martial Kings, can we survive the mad king? The first punch, he will be seriously injured, and the second punch will definitely kill him!"

……

All the Wu kings couldn't believe it, and soon forgot the disdain for Qin Ming just now, and exclaimed, some of them still doubted Qin Ming.

"I knew that Qin Ming wouldn't die so easily." Li Tu bumped his fists together, his expression stretched, and he smiled.

"Great, Brother Qin Ming is not dead." The monkey jumped up and hugged Litu.

The three Martial Emperors in the distance have different expressions.

Elder Jin had a happy expression on his face: "This kid is really hard to see through, he's too strong!"

Mo Fengxing looked happy: "The deal back then was not wrong, Qin Ming is better than the other two Tiange disciples just because he can withstand the punch of the mad king."

Zhao Yuanyi, on the other hand, seemed to have eaten a dead fly, with a horrified expression and shock in his eyes: "It's not dead, it's really strong, but the second punch is not so easy to deal with."

This first punch is more like the temptation of the madman, and the next two punches are the real deadly moves!
"The sense is correct, big brother, you have Qin Ming, this life is enough." Qin Wunian showed a gratified smile.

On the ground, Xiao Huo, who was dozing off, opened his long eyes, rolled his eyes, then moved his body, changed to a more comfortable position, and continued to sleep.

"The strength of your punch is too light. If you want to kill me, this punch is not enough!" Qin Ming's cold voice resounded from the blood glow.

With a bang, Xiaguang burst out, scattering the blood light, revealing Qin Ming's figure.

After being punched, Qin Ming's aura was visibly weakened, and his complexion also changed, but his eyes remained firm.

Although Kuangjun's punch was very powerful and made him very sad, it didn't hurt the root.

"Very well, I underestimated you, but the second punch is not so easy, the first punch is just a test, the second punch is the real killing move!" Kuangjun nodded, with appreciation in his eyes.

Being able to withstand his berserk punch is enough for him to appreciate it.

It was another process of accumulating strength. The thick right arm of the millstone was slowly bent, and the muscles bulged like rocks, glowing with luster and full of strength. Like a crooked blood moon, it's weird and reveals a powerful force.

Under the ravages of this force, the space actually began to rupture!
Everyone read it right. During the preparation process for this punch, the accumulation of strength, cracks began to appear in the space around the right arm. Although it was very small, it was clearly captured by many strong people.

"It's actually able to shatter the space with its own power!" Mo Fengxing exclaimed in shock.

Old Jin smiled lightly and said, "This madman is not that simple."

Everyone waited with bated breath, no one spoke, and no one continued to fight. Even Zhao Yuanyi, who had the greatest interest in this battle, stopped fighting at this time and focused on the gambling in the air.

This gamble is related to Qin Ming's life and death.

If Qin Ming is bombarded and killed by the mad lord, then his daughter Zhao Xueyue's thoughts will be wiped out and she will be sent to the Holy Land.

These years, the reason why Zhao Xueyue has been refusing to leave Zhao country is because she misses Qin Wuya and his son Qin Ming, so she forced Zhao Yuanyi to stay with her death.

As long as Qin Ming dies, Zhao Xueyue's thoughts are eliminated, and then sent to the Holy Land, then the Zhao family will be able to return to the Holy Land, and the tide will raise all boats, and the mere Zhao Kingdom will not be worth mentioning at all.

At that time, as long as he wants, ten or hundreds of Zhao countries will be controlled.

Boom, boom, boom...

The space suddenly trembled, and in the air, the four-meter-tall madman began to run, taking big strides, one step at a time, several steps ahead of others, at a very fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Qin Ming.

Then, the right fist dragged a long blood-colored ponytail and smashed it towards Qin Ming's chest!
This punch was as fast as thunder, howling and shaking the sky, the space was cut into pieces, countless cracks, and a huge bang.

Qin Ming frowned slightly, his eyes were firm, and the seven patterns flickered rapidly, and the complicated patterns emitted a magical wave. The patterned armor wrapped Qin Ming's whole body, exuding colorful rays of light, like a god.

The vortex of vitality spun wildly to replenish the energy, while Qin Ming quickly mobilized the energy in his body to his chest, resisting the punch of the mad lord that cracked the space.

boom!
There was a loud bang, the glow of the sun flew, and the blood glow swept across.

The four-meter-tall madman leaned over and punched, the huge fist occupied Qin Ming's entire chest, denting his chest.

puff!
Qin Ming's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spewed out, staining the right fist of the Mad Monarch red.

Although this punch did not shatter the patterned armor, the huge vibration force was transmitted to the surface of the body, scattered the energy, and then dispersed to all parts of the body, setting off a huge wave in his body. It was as if they were entangled in an instant, and the pain was indescribable.

"It's still too light!" Qin Ming, who was pale, said with a smile, spitting blood from his mouth.

There was surprise in Kuangjun's eyes, this punch actually hit the flesh, unlike before with the help of Yuanli, the strength of this punch was at least 90 jin, but it still couldn't kill Qin Ming!

"Boy, there is something!" Kuangjun said, his voice echoed in the air, but there was no Martial King around to refute.

Everyone, with only horror on their faces, the second punch really hit the flesh, which was completely different from the air bombardment of the first punch. The power of the second punch was far greater than that of the first punch.

Ninety percent of the martial king powerhouses present were sure that facing the mad king's second punch, the outcome would be worse than Qin Ming's, at least it wouldn't be solved by vomiting blood and becoming sluggish!
"Fight the third time, use all your strength, or the game will be over." Qin Ming said with a smile on his lips, blood still flowing from his mouth.

Kuangjun's expression turned ferocious, like a demon, with blood shining through his needle-like hair, he said: "The third punch will be my strongest punch, you are guaranteed to die."

Qin Ming didn't speak, just smiled.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were silent, and I saw Mad Monarch put his palms together, clenched his fists like a sledgehammer, and spun on the spot. In the blink of an eye, a hurricane of blood-colored energy formed and rolled straight into the clouds in the sky.

The momentum is huge, the light is splashing, and there are dense cracks in the space!

hiss……

This punch made all the Martial Kings gasp, and the three Martial Kings shrank their pupils in surprise.

Qin Ming frowned. The power of this punch was too great. In the process of accumulating strength alone, countless cracks appeared in the space.

"This punch, I can't die anymore." In an instant, Qin Ming made a decision, but his Yuanli surged, and his strength was also rapidly accumulating. A black Yuanli hurricane suddenly formed, and the clouds of different colors were like clouds. True dragons danced around in the hurricane.

Two hurricanes of Yuanli, spinning rapidly, wrapped Kuangjun and Qin Ming, wrestling in the air!

(End of this chapter)