Chapter 12 Asura Son Life and Death Tracking
Volume 1 Chapter 12 Life and Death Tracking
A series of wild raids were as neat and tidy as a gust of wind rolled leaves, and they appeared without warning and ended in a flash of lightning. Yaoshan disciple Qiao Chen guarded Zhao Min and stepped back more than ten steps away from a safe distance. He held a golden minion bronze sword and pointed at the figure.
One of the three disciples died and two were injured, and a faint smell of blood permeated the forest. The two seriously injured disciples lay on the ground and groaned in pain, trying to get up, but they both lay there after struggling a few times, and their injuries were very serious.
The figure stood up slowly in the dark, with cold eyes like a knife, murderous aura, and electric arcs all over his body, reflecting his appearance.
"Qin Ming? It's you!" Zhao Min was shocked and couldn't believe the scene in front of him. She has personally experienced Qin Ming's strength. It is indeed wild, like a wild beast with hair, but her real strength is similar to her own. Why does it seem like a different person tonight? Those cold eyes made her dare not look at each other, and she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.
"You are not the third level of Lingwu!" The disciples of Yaoshan were also shocked. The series of onslaughts were accurate, ruthless and smooth, like a performance that had been rehearsed many times in advance. Violently.
Qin Ming stood coldly in the dark for a while, then slowly backed up and picked up the scattered flying knives. "However you want to play, I will accompany you to the end. If you can't kill me, I will kill you."
"Arrogant! What kind of thing are you, you are also worthy of shouting at me." The Yaoshan disciple's face was gloomy, and his momentum increased again and again. The Jin Min bronze sword vibrated slightly, making a melodious sound, the sword energy overflowed, and the killing intent was to force people. The forest diffuses.
"Qin Ming, you are so courageous that you dare to kill your fellow sect, Qingyunzong will never spare you." Zhao Min suddenly reacted, we haven't done anything to you, you dare to attack us?
"Put away your disgusting face, don't think you can do whatever you want with a good skin. If you want my Qin Ming's life, you are not qualified!"
"Don't talk nonsense with him! Kill him, kill him for me..." The two-knife disciple struggled to raise his head, his originally handsome face turned hideous due to pain and anger, staring fiercely at Qin Ming in the dark.
"I'm looking for death, I can't blame us. Qiao Chen, don't let him run away." Zhao Min urged Yaoshan disciples, Qin Ming's strength and ruthlessness made her feel a deep threat.
"Qiao Chen, kill him, what are you doing!" The two-knife disciple jumped up, trying to stay away from Qin Ming.
Qin Ming suddenly burst into flames and directly attacked the two-knife disciple.
The two-knife disciple was agitated. He didn't care about the pain, let alone his image, and rushed to the Yaoshan disciple Qiao Chen, shouting, "Kill him! Kill him!"
"Be presumptuous in front of me, you're a little short." Qiao Chen intercepted decisively. He was like a dragon, and his speed was so fast. The force is fierce, locking Qin Ming's heart, shoulders, eyebrows, abdomen, and throat respectively, mysteriously changing, ruthless and tricky, and it is impossible to distinguish which sword body is real and which sword light is false.
Qin Ming didn't need to dodge, he faced the attack, and in the nick of time, the ancient sword of Dayan suddenly started on his back, and a mighty mountain and river emerged. The cold sword qi seemed to be cutting through his entire body, and his cold hairs would stand up.
puff!
Qin Ming and Qiao Chen passed by, blood splashing everywhere.
Qiao Chen picked out three bloody cuts in a row on Qin Ming's body, and the knife was dangerous.
Qin Ming's ancient sword rubbed Qiao Chen's neck and slashed over. The offensive continued, and the sword's edge did not turn. He had no influence and continued to charge. The target, the two-sword disciple!
The two-sword disciple who was running wildly turned back in shock, and in an instant, the sharp edge of the Dayan Ancient Sword rapidly enlarged in his pupils.
"No..." The two-knife disciple screamed, but the voice stopped abruptly, his head was smashed by the ancient sword, flipped and rolled forward, his eyes widened, full of horror.
quiet! Needles falling in the dark forest can be heard, as if even breathing is frozen!
Qiao Chen turned his back to Qin Ming and touched his neck inconceivably, blood? There is blood! I just cut my flesh and blood, but I was injured by a servant in the seventh level of Lingwu?
The other disciple was shaking all over, struggling to step back, looking at Qin Ming like a wild beast.
Qin Ming stood beside the corpse of the disciple with two swords, his face was slightly pale, and the blood stained his clothes. His chest, shoulders, and abdomen were all stabbed by sharp swords.
"Qiao Chen! Qiao Chen!" Zhao Min screamed and woke up Qiao Chen, her hands condensed flames and confronted nervously.
"Qin Ming, no one can save you today." Qiao Chen was angry, murderous, and charged at Qin Ming with his sword, without any reservations.
Qin Ming covered the most serious wound on his chest, took two steps back unhurriedly, turned around without a word and disappeared into the dark night.
"Come after him! Catch up with him! Never let him run away." Zhao Min ordered the other disciple.
The sturdy disciple glanced at the two disciples who had died tragically, gritted his teeth, and got up to chase after them.
"Don't be afraid of him! He has been seriously injured and can't escape for long."
"Qin Ming just succeeded by a surprise attack, and his strength is much worse than ours."
"Surround him and kill him directly."
Zhao Min and the others hurriedly pursued, shouting to remind each other that they must not lose their momentum.
Qin Ming pursed his lips tightly, covered the bleeding wound and ran into the dark forest. The injury looked serious, but Qin Ming was not sensitive to pain and could endure it. In the past eight years, I have suffered too many injuries. I don't know how many times it is more serious than this. This injury is nothing.
...
Zhao Min and the others chased after them for a long time, and finally had to admit that they lost it again!
"Damn! Damn! Damn!" Qiao Chen scolded angrily, completely unacceptable!
"What is Qin Ming's strength?" The strong disciple asked Zhao Min.
"His realm is not high, but he has amazing brute force, but he can exert his brute force to the extreme. Anyway, his strength cannot be evaluated by realm." Zhao Min was very reluctant to admit it, but had to accept the reality. The late Qin Ming really surprised her.
"Brute force? He's not just brute force, his swordsmanship is more subtle than mine." Qiao Chen was thinking about the sword last night, which made him feel threatened. And he was a little suspicious of what happened in the short confrontation at that time. He vaguely remembered that he first used the Jin Min bronze sword to swing Qin Ming's sword, and then made a surprise attack. It stands to reason that he should be able to kill Qin Ming directly. But Qin Ming's sword didn't seem to be affected, and stabbed straight at it.
The Jin Min bronze sword is a treasured sword that can easily cut through iron and stone. If it really hits Qin Ming's sword, it should cut it directly, but... Did I remember it wrong? Didn't touch his sword at that time?
Zhao Min shook his head flatly: "Impossible, I know Qin Ming's strength very well, he can't have martial arts."
Qiao Chen said: "Stop arguing about this, find Qin Ming first, and you can't let him escape. He was hit by my sword, his blood vessels were punctured, and the injury will get worse and worse, and it is impossible to go far."
Deep in the jungle, Qin Ming sat in a hidden cave, swallowing the breath of life in the old forest in the deep mountains.
The energy of life here is actually much stronger than that in Qingyunzong.
After a night of recuperation, the injury was basically stopped. By noon, the wound had no scars, and in the afternoon, it was healed!
The beauty of Sheng Sheng Jue is that it works better than some panacea.
I don't know how many times I have saved Qin's life over the years.
"Qiao Chen! The Seventh Heaven of Lingwu!"
Qin Ming silently recalled the battle last night, which was very thrilling. He is far from being strong enough to challenge the seventh heaven, even if he is the fifth heaven. Just like the third layer to the fourth layer is a barrier, and the sixth layer to the seventh layer is also a barrier, and the strength after crossing will be a qualitative improvement.
When things got like this, Qin Ming couldn't back down. Either you died or I died, and there was no room for relaxation. I used to have concerns in Qingyunzong, but now I am in the deep mountains and old forests, and I am chasing after life and death. If you can't kill me, I will kill you.
Isn't it just more ruthless, see who is more ruthless!
Before dark, Qin Ming set off again, carrying the Dayan ancient sword into the deep old forest, looking for Zhao Min. His strength is far inferior to the enemy, and he can only use the cover of night to make a surprise attack.
All the way forward, Qin Ming is cautious, not reckless, and will take the initiative to avoid the spirit monster. Fortunately, he did not encounter a particularly strong spirit monster, otherwise he might not have the chance to escape with his current strength.
Fortunately, after walking for a long time, I found a spirit grass, or three spirit grasses gathered together and hidden in the dense bushes.
Three low-grade spirit grasses can help Qin Ming replenish spiritual power.
"There are fighting sounds!"
Qin Ming suddenly stopped and listened intently.
It's not like a fight between warriors, it's more like a group of warriors fighting against spirit monsters.
Passed from the old forest in front.
Following the sound, he quietly rushed over.
There is a dense forest in front of you, and you can vaguely see silhouettes flickering, as well as huge shadows and beast roars, making you feel that the battle is very fierce.
Qin Ming jumped to a big tree, moved between the branches, and approached carefully.
There was about a five-foot-square open space in the forest. At this time, five men and women with swords in their hands were besieging a huge monster. That monster looked like a fierce tiger, but it was even bigger than a black bear, with black and shiny hair, blood-red eyes with ferocious eyes, a mouth full of serrated teeth, and two sharp fangs protruding from its mouth, half a meter long. Sharp and curved.
Sabertooth!
This kind of spirit monster is kept in the Qingyun Sect. It is very ferocious and cruel by nature. Claws and fangs are its weapons, and the whole body is billowing with black wind, and the sand and gravel are rolled up and flying.
Qin Ming observed carefully, these five men and women dressed in ordinary clothes, like mercenaries roaming the forest, their offensive was wild, and they cooperated very well. There were still three bloody people lying on the ground in the ruins, and it seemed that they were dying, and they died under the sharp claws of the saber-toothed beast.
The situation was more than fierce, it was simply dangerous.
The saber-toothed beast has gone mad, and the raging black wind swept the ruins, rushing left and right, roaring again and again.
The five mercenaries seemed to be unable to hold on anymore. The four of them kept galloping and flying, keeping the saber-toothed beast at bay. , the offensive is very wild.
"Pfft!"
Several beams of sword light slashed at the saber-toothed beast, tearing open the flesh, the saber-toothed beast roared in pain, the four men and women succeeded in one blow, and they retreated decisively. He slashed towards the saber-toothed beast's head.
Ow! The saber-toothed beast roared, one claw slashed towards the sword, sparks splashed around, deafening, and the man was ruthlessly pushed back, but the saber-toothed beast's sharp claws were also shocked with blood.
"Friend! Have you seen enough? Help!" The man fell to the ground, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly shouted towards Qin Ming's hiding place.