Chapter 1422

Qin Zong's speed increased in an instant, as fast as lightning, which was comparable to an S-level warrior.

At the same time, Qin Zong's blood-stained palms were filled with cold air, as if an ancient giant beast had revealed its true form, choosing people to devour.

This change came too quickly and too unexpectedly.

Knowing that the opponent couldn't beat him, Xuan Ming was also frightened and had chills all over his body.

My scalp is on fire.

The enemy is approaching.

His attack is powerful, but it takes time to gather.

More importantly, his melee combat skills were no match for this powerful man.

Even so, his body was tempered by potions and was definitely stronger than Qin Zong's.

But who knows whether Qin Zong can break his defense?

In an instant, several thoughts passed through Xuan Ming's mind.

He made a quick decision and moved his body to the side.

But he didn't see the hint of calculation flashing across Qin Zong's eyes.

The moment he turned sideways, the wall behind him seemed to come alive, and ice crystals condensed in the blink of an eye, freezing his entire body.

Xuan Ming is an S-level warrior after all, and A-level energy cannot constrain his actions.

Even if Qin Zong spent half a day to condense that ice crystal, it only froze him for a second.

But this second is enough.

"Wow."

The ice crystals shattered, slid down Xuan Ming's body, fell to the ground, and shattered into pieces of ice.

Xuan Ming felt a chill on his neck and met Qin Zong's cold and ruthless eyes.

"you lose."

The ice knife condensed by the cold air was held in Qin Zong's hand, the ice tip touching Xuan Ming's skin.

Eyes facing each other.

Qin Zong's eyes were bottomless and cold.

It's like a robot, without any emotion.

His hand holding Bingjian was still bleeding.

The right arm hangs weakly by the side, and the flesh of the right hand is turned out. The bright red blood flows along the arm to the ground, gradually forming a stream.

That was the result of him crushing two light groups.

The stream of blood at your feet was so cold and red.

Not only that, Qin Zong's expression was as miserable as gold paper.

There were only two words written all over his body.

Tragic.

Full of tragedy.

Even so, the ice dagger he pressed against Xuan Ming's neck was still as steady as a rock.

It was as if he couldn't feel the pain in his body.

There was a terrifying calmness in those eyes.

Xuan Ming's eyes swept across Qin Zong's frighteningly white face.

Even so, Qin Zong only gave people the impression of being cold.

Strong.

There is no sign of weakness.

Not the slightest flinch.

Xuan Ming suddenly shouted, feeling depressed and sad.

"alright, you win."

He is truly amazingly powerful.

But he failed to withstand Qin Zong's plan.

As early as in the levels of the Yan family robots, Qin Zong was setting them up.

Suppress speed, suppress energy.

The moment he saw Xuan Ming, he was already scheming.

Those first moves were Xuan Ming testing his strength.

Why, it wasn't Qin Zong who was testing Xuan Ming's ability.

In this battle, he fought with one arm and defeated Xuan Ming.

Even so, he won miserably.

Originally, in his calculations, he had at least five seconds.

At the end of the day, he had condensed the ice energy for half a day, and the ice crystals hidden on Xuan Ming's side only froze the man for a second.

Won, one point left, on luck.

Xuan Ming rarely fights, but he is also smart.

He thought carefully about the entire process.

From the moment Qin Zong's speed surged, he actually gathered protection in front of him, but he didn't expect that the cold air would come from behind.

It froze him for a second.

Qin Zong even calculated that he would retreat and avoid it.

Really, what a deep scheming.