2319: C2319 Qin Ming's Strength

C2319 Qin Ming's Strength

However, he might not necessarily lose his life after being hit by Qin Ming.

Therefore, according to common sense, Qin Ming would block this attack.

But...

Qin Ming did not block it.

It was as if he did not see the huge blade sweeping towards him.

Poison Demon, who was wearing a long robe, was dumbfounded.

He looked at Qin Ming, who was flushed red and had lost consciousness. Only hatred could be seen in his eyes.

He finally understood that Qin Ming was now controlled by hatred. Killing him for the sake of killing him was the only thing he cared about.

After cutting Qin Ming in half, he was also injured by Qin Ming.

It wasn't worth it.

Qin Ming had gone mad. He no longer knew how to think. He was just a slightly stronger beast.

Such a Martial Cultivator was the easiest to deal with. Why would it hurt him?

What if...

What if the strength on Qin Ming's fist was enough to kill him?

Although the possibility of this was not high, no one could predict it.

In the end, he gave up on cutting Qin Ming in half and chose to defend.

"Bang!"

Qin Ming's fist smashed into his blade, making a dull sound.

Immediately after that, Qin Ming kept throwing punches, one after another, continuously attacking.

Each punch seemed to have used up all the strength in his body.

"What great strength!"

Poison Demon, who was wearing a long robe, held a knife with both hands. He was forced back by Qin Ming's punches.

He did not even have the chance to fight back. He only used his greatest strength to grab the hilt of the saber to prevent himself from being sent flying by Qin Ming's weapon.

Finally, Qin Ming seemed to be tired of hammering. Poison Demon grabbed the air and moved away from Qin Ming's attack range.

"Hu... Hu..."

Qin Ming's eyes were filled with killing intent. He stared at Poison Devil and panted heavily.

Are you tired?

Poison Demon heaved a long sigh of relief when he saw Qin Ming's condition.

The series of attacks that were like a rainstorm had surprised him.

"Qin Ming is indeed worthy of being the one who could make Lord Chou Ji suffer. Although he is only at the Snake realm, his strength is extraordinary."

"Did he transform, or did he not transform?"2

Poison Demon looked at Qin Ming, who had a ferocious face and two sharp horns. He was puzzled.

Although he had transformed, Qin Ming's transformation wasn't thorough enough.

Although he had scales on his body, there were very few spots where the scales could be seen. He didn't look like any other Saint Blood Martial Cultivator that had transformed.

He said that he didn't transform. However, Qin Ming's strength was just too strong.

"I don't care if it's a transformation or not. I just need to hold on. Qin Ming will use up all of his energy. When the time comes, he will be at the mercy of others."

"To be safe, I can't let him regain consciousness. I have to continue stimulating him."

In case Qin Ming did not transform. Instead, it was purely because of hatred. Poison Demon decided to stimulate Qin Ming and fill his body with hatred.

"Qin Ming, I admire you for risking your life for the sake of the small world."

"It's just a small world. It's everywhere in the Void World. Why should I care about it?"

"You are now a Snake Realm expert. You are on a completely different level from the creatures in the small world. They are not even comparable to ants, why should we care about them? "

Knowing that Qin Ming cared about the small world, poison Demon, who was wearing a long robe, deliberately provoked him with the small world.

To be honest, he had never seen a Martial Cultivator that cared so much about the small world.

He had never thought of this, not even the great Chou.

If Chou Ji had thought of this, he would definitely personally destroy Qin Ming's small world and wait for Qin Ming to fall into his trap.

It was also because the Martial Cultivator that came from a small world didn't care about the life and death of a small world. Therefore, according to common sense, Qin Ming shouldn't care.

He didn't expect that not only did Qin Ming care about it, he also cared about it to the point of going crazy.

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