The other party is just the prince's servant, but he is the prince's younger brother.

If you listen to his words, does it mean that he is not as good as a dog under the prince.

The more the opponent told him to stop, the more he should continue to attack.

In the end, he directly killed this brash warrior, and let the whole Qingyuan Kingdom see how powerful he is.

"Let you see how powerful I am Qingqin."

The short-haired Tianshi in purple clothes saw the right moment, and slashed at Qin Ming's arm at the fastest speed in his life.

"The speed of my sword has reached its peak. As long as his arm is cut off, his punch will be useless."

"My move is both offensive and defensive, which is really wonderful."

He was already intoxicated by this sword.

As soon as this sword came out, it seemed that there was no one in the entire Qingyuan Kingdom who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

Qin Ming didn't look at the sword at all. Although he was fighting with Qing Qin, he was always paying attention to his surroundings.

After his careful observation, there is a small gap, as long as the speed is fast enough, he seems to be able to escape from there.

"Boom!"

The attacking fist finally landed on Qingqin.

Qingqin's sword, which he was sure to win, slashed in the air.

At the very last moment, Qin Ming dodged the attack with his original technique of moving slightly.

"What kind of origin technique is this!?"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Qing Qin wearily raised his arm, pointed at Qin Ming and murmured.

Qin Ming's punch not only shattered the ribs in his chest, but also shattered his proud dream.

"Young Master Qing." Seeing that Qing Qin was hit, the nearby Tianshi shouted and surrounded him.

Taking the opportunity, Qin Ming flew towards the exit.

He also found that what he attacked seemed to be an important person in the Qing Dynasty. In the end, he was bald. After consideration, he still saved his hand.

His control over his own strength has reached the point where he can do whatever he wants, the other party only has a few broken bones, and he can just lie on the bed for a few months, and his life is not in danger.

Qin Ming made a reservation, and he already counted on being merciful, but Qingqin failed to accept his kindness.

Qingqin, who had never been injured and never defeated, was now furious.

"Kill him for me and dispatch the Qingying team!"

"Young Master Qing, Qingying is the foundation of our Qingyuan Kingdom, and it cannot be used until the most dangerous time." A guard advised from the side.

"Hmph!" Qing Qin glared at the other party with fierce eyes, "He has already injured me, isn't this damaging the foundation of Qing Yuan Kingdom?"

"I see that you don't take me seriously and have opinions on me."

"Don't dare!" The guard quickly bent down and cupped his hands, trembling.

The other heavenly scholars who wanted to persuade them quickly shut their mouths when they saw this situation.

"You haven't summoned Qingying yet?" Qing Qin said with a cold snort.

You looked at me, I looked at you, and they all took out a token from their pockets, put it sideways to their mouths and started playing it at the same time.

The voice was thick, with a tragic rhythm, transmitted throughout Qingyuan City.

Hearing the voice, everyone in Qingqin City became nervous.

For many years, they have not heard such a voice.

This is the voice of summoning that is only allowed to be played when Qingyuan Kingdom is at its most dangerous.

In the distance, as the sound spread, the clear and clear cries of Qingying came one after another.

A warrior came towards them while Qingying was flying into the sky.

More heavenly warriors were also alarmed, following the sound, holding weapons, and feeling this place at their fastest speed.