"Oops! The murderous aura on Qin Ming's body is too strong, wrapped in this murderous aura, I can't fully exert my strength."

Seeing Qin Ming's fist getting closer, and the terrifying power on it.

The enchanting heart trembled violently.

He had always heard that Qin Ming was very strong, but he never thought that Qin Ming was so strong.

"Qin Ming is a holy blood warrior, and I am also a holy blood warrior. Why am I so far behind him?"

"Whether it's physical strength or comprehensive strength, it's like a sky and an earth."

"If it wasn't for my innate origin skills, I would have died when I met Qin Ming."

Enchanting felt bitter in her heart.

Qin Ming didn't care about the long sword he stabbed at all.

Because of this sword, Qin Ming knew that it would not kill him at all.

And Qin Ming's punch, would he dare to take it?

Receive this punch with his body, even if he is a holy blood warrior with excellent physical fitness.

At least it is seriously injured, and it may even die directly.

He dare not answer.

Reluctantly, Yaoluo retracted the long sword that had been stabbed at the fastest speed, and blocked Qin Ming's fist.

Fortunately, Qin Ming took the path of opening and closing, no matter what gaudy things were punched, they would be suppressed.

Although this kind of boxing is helpless, but because it goes straight, it cannot turn.

In this way, his long sword can easily resist.

Yaoluo himself is also a holy blood fighter, he feels that although his body is not as hard as Qin Ming's, it is not vulnerable.

He believed that as long as he blocked it with his long sword, he would be able to easily block this move.

"Even if I block it, what's the point? I can't catch Qin Ming's punch at all."

"He can do nothing but punch after punch."

"As long as I resist this move, I won't have the ability to fight back."

"Unless I use my natural talent to get out of battle."

Although she knew she was in a stalemate, Yaoluo wasn't worried at all.

Because he knows that he can escape.

Qin Ming saw that Yaoluo was going to block his punch with a long sword, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

it's over.

In fact, as long as the opponent launches an attack on himself, it means that the battle is over.

If the weapon is so good at blocking his attack, then the Snake Realm Poison Demon, who is not bad in strength, will not die without struggling.

It is impossible to block one's own attack with a weapon!

"boom……"

When the fist and the long sword touched, there was a thunderous sound.

Qin Ming was stunned for a while.

With this punch, he didn't even bring a piece of equipment, and directly penetrated.

Regarding the power of his punch, he knew very well that it was impossible for ordinary snake realm warriors to block it.

The speed of the opponent's flight is so fast, it is impossible for him to be a martial artist who specializes in body training.

Even physique is his weakness.

Unexpectedly, although he was knocked into the air, he was not killed!

"Holy Blood Warrior!"

Qin Ming soon had the answer in his mind, and only holy blood fighters could have such strong physical fitness while flying very fast.

Qin Ming was surprised, and Yaoluo was even more surprised.

Qin Ming's punch just now, in his feeling, is not something that a warrior in the snake realm can throw at all.

He felt like he was hit by a mountain.

The long sword in his hand screamed, and it was only under his strong control that he could hold it and not let go.

It was so dangerous that he almost failed to hold the long sword and was directly knocked into the air.

He is a holy blood warrior, and he just fought a single blow. If all the weapons in his hands are blown away, how can he pretend to be a holy blood warrior?