The Blood Sword Ancestor's punch was very artistic and silent. He was about to use this punch to make Qi Ming lose his combat power.

But unexpectedly, Qi Ming not only blocked him, but also shocked him two steps back.

Such a young but with such strength is a monster!

The Blood Sword Ancestor had a spiritual treasure on his body covering his cultivation, and he controlled the fluctuations of his spiritual power in the middle stage of the Tongming Realm.

Although Qi Ming had strong mental power, he could not feel the true cultivation of the Blood Sword Ancestor. He felt that he had really underestimated the powerful people of the Blood Sword Sect. It was really not easy to be able to emit such a powerful punch in the middle stage of Tongmin Realm!

"Try taking me another punch!" Qi Ming was so angry that he thought to himself, I don't believe that I can't even deal with a middle-level Tongmin Realm!

A domineering momentum emanated from Qi Ming's body, the muscles of both arms surged, and the power of thunder was circling in his body, and then he suddenly punched the Blood Sword Ancestor!

Even the strong man at the peak of Tongmin Realm could not take this punch, so Qi Ming didn't believe that the disciples of the Blood Sword Sect in front of him could take it.

When the Blood Sword Ancestor saw Qi Ming’s punch, he stepped up and punched out with a fancy punch!

Bang!

The energy flew everywhere, and the ground at the two boundaries was torn apart by the strong energy, and cracks appeared one after another.

Two punches are about to break up.

Qi Ming retreated several steps in succession again, and the Blood Sword Ancestor also retreated several steps in succession.

The disciples of the Blood Sword Sect present felt the power of the punches that collided with each other and couldn't help but stay stunned. When they saw this disciple so powerful, they were full of jealousy. They realized that they had no idea of ​​the origin of this disciple. Some disciples who usually had contact with the Blood Sword Ancestor only knew one name, but they didn't know that even the name was made up by the Blood Sword Ancestor.

The pale-faced disciple behind Wei Jun saw the punch that Qi Ming and the Blood Sword Ancestor head-on, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink. This man could actually fight the Blood Sword Ancestor head-on, and I had no impression of it at all. Where did this person come out? But well, the stronger you are, the less I have to plan, the less accidents I will change because of you!

Wei Jun was a little impressed when he looked at the Blood Sword Ancestor in the field, so why couldn’t he remember it?

Qi Ming saw the punch that could not be found in Shangfeng, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? The one who can catch my punch at the Blood Knife Sect is definitely not an unknown person!"

"Haha," the Blood Sword Ancestor chuckled, "Although you have good strength, this continent is so vast. Have you heard of every master? Are you too arrogant?"

Of course, the Blood Sword Ancestor said this just to attack Qiming. Most of the people who are more powerful than Qiming in the northern world are famous figures, and a few are secluded or low-key cultivators.

Of course, the Blood Sword Ancestor will not admit that he is the Blood Sword Ancestor at this time. Isn’t this acknowledgement of Qi Ming’s words, saying that there is no one in the Blood Sword Sect?

"Hmph," Qi Ming snorted softly. He didn't want to argue with the Blood Sword Ancestor. He just was happy with the Blood Sword Ancestor and punched him again. He put away his arrogance and said to the Blood Sword Ancestor: "These three people were not killed by me, but by evil cultivators, so I have to leave."

Qi Ming vaguely felt that this matter was not that simple, so he wanted to get out as soon as possible!

"There are all evidences in this matter. If you say something you didn't kill, do you think I will believe it?" Xue Daozu asked faintly, "Do you think I will let you go simply?"

Qi Ming's right storage ring flashed, and a big knife appeared in his right hand and said in a deep voice, "Then let me see who can stop me from the Blood Knife Sect today!"

As soon as Qi Ming said this, the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect were immediately disturbed and started to curse.

"What an arrogant boy!"

"I actually underestimated my Blood Knife Sect. I really don't know how to live or die!"

"Boy arrogant!"

"Blind, I think you are an evil cultivator!"

...

The pale young man standing behind Wei Jun stood there and smiled softly, looked at Qi Ming in the field, looked up at the sky above the courtyard wall, thinking, they should be coming soon, right?

When Wei Jun heard Qi Ming's arrogant words, he finally couldn't bear it. He took out a blood knife and slashed it at Qi Ming with a knife that opened the mountain!

This sword is full of momentum and power!

Qi Ming held a big knife in his hand and slashed it out with one knife, making him more imposing!

clang!

The blood knife instantly retreated when it touched Qi Ming's big knife, and then the entire blood-red back slapped his chest.

A bloody clothing exploded and Wei Jun vomited blood and flew backwards.

With just one move, the Wei army at the same level was defeated!

Wei Jun fell on the ground more than ten feet, covering his chest with several broken ribs, and looked at Qi Ming in horror.

"Elder Wei!!!" The disciples of the Blood Sword Sect exclaimed. Unexpectedly, the blind man in front of him actually defeated the most powerful one among them with one sword!

A strong look of incredible flashed in their eyes. Elder Wei is now very close to the Saint Transformation Realm. Even the strong man in the early stage of the Saint Transformation Realm cannot defeat Elder Wei so easily, right?

Thinking of this, the fighting consciousness of those disciples of the Blood Sword Sect was captured.

The breeze slowly blows, blowing the black cloth on Qiying's face. The wind of the Star Spirit Dynasty is similar to that of the Yueling Dynasty, and it has a gentle feeling, not as cold as the wind of the Ice Spirit Dynasty.

Qi Ming faced the wind and pointed the long sword at the Blood Sword Ancestor, "If you want to keep me, it depends on your strength or not!"

The Blood Daozu curled up a chuckling at the corner of his mouth, "I'll know if it's OK or not!"

Qi Ming's spiritual power flowed between his legs, turning into a shadow and jumping towards the courtyard wall to the west!

The Blood Sword Ancestor saw Qi Ming saying so imposingly, but he didn't expect to run so simply, so his reaction was a beat slower.

A powerful spiritual power emanated from the Blood Sword Ancestor, and the cultivation level of the Saint Realm was undoubtedly revealed.

The blood sword ancestor in the blood robe turned into a blood light, and in two blinks of eyes, he appeared in front of Qi Ming and punched Qi Ming's abdomen with a random punch!

The big knife in his hand blocked forward, and the Blood Sword Ancestor's fist hit the big knife, and the entire blade hit Qi Ming's body.

Bang!

Qi Ming flew into the yard again, and his whole body sneaked into the bluestone ground, and the bluestone ground all over it was covered with cracks.

"Mid-stage stage of the Saint Transformation Realm!" Qi Ming's body leaped, and the bluestone around him instantly shattered. He jumped out of the ground, and asked a heavy question.

He knew that there was a Blood Sword Ancestor in the middle stage of the Saint Transformation Realm. He once held a blood sword in his hand and slashed several opponents of the same level. He was extremely powerful. Although he was not afraid of the Blood Sword Ancestor, it was not so easy to win. What's more important is that it would be difficult for him to run away when facing the middle stage of the Saint Transformation Realm. Even if he used the thunder flash step, his speed was only slightly faster than that of the early stage of the Saint Transformation Realm.

"Blood Sword Ancestor!" The disciple of the Blood Sword Sect standing in the yard saw hope, "Haha, the ancestor takes action, this kid is dead!"

Wei Jun barely stood up and bowed to the Blood Sword Ancestor and said, "I'll ask the ancestor to keep this son!"

"Stay there!" The Blood Sword Ancestor waved to Wei Jun impatiently.

Wei Jun looked unhappy and stepped aside respectfully. He felt very ashamed. He didn't recognize the Blood Sword Ancestor just now, and he felt very ashamed. In fact, he had seen the Blood Sword Ancestor several times, but the gap in strength was a bit big. Every time he didn't dare to look up at the Blood Sword Ancestor. Moreover, the Blood Sword Ancestor has been in seclusion for more than a year, so it was normal for him to not recognize the Blood Sword Ancestor.

"I think it's safer to let me go and find a scapegoat with less strength." Qi Ming said lightly.

The Blood Sword Ancestor, who was standing in the air, smiled and said, "I have thought about this method, but who made you unhappy with me just now!"

"You are dead today!" The Blood Sword Ancestor said with murderous aura.

"I didn't expect that the famous Blood Sword Ancestor would have the same knowledge as a junior!"

Just as the Blood Sword Ancestor was about to take action, a woman's crisp voice came from a distance behind her. As soon as the Blood Sword Ancestor turned around, he saw several streams of light coming quickly.

The first one to arrive was a woman wearing a long palace dress. Her long hair was tied up and fixed with a green hairpin, which looked elegant and noble.

Following closely behind was a tall young woman wearing delicate and thin armor, her slender and long white legs were exposed to the air, and her charming melon-shaped face was Luo Caiyu that she had seen in Chaoling City a few days ago.

Luo Caiyu stopped almost at the same time as the palace dress woman. The palace dress woman was named Jian Jian, who was the head of the Iron-Fun Sect. In the early stage of the Saint Realm, Luo Caiyu was Jian Jian's junior sister and the elder of the Iron-Fun Sect.

Following Luo Caiyu and Jian Jian, there were several disciples in the Tongming Realm wearing armor.

After Luo Caiyu stood still, he looked at Qi Ming and said with a smile: "Qi Ming, we are meeting again!"

Even if Luo Caiyu didn't speak, Qi Ming could feel her breath.

Qi Ming nodded at Luo Caiyu, saying hello.

The Blood Sword Ancestor didn't expect that Luo Caiyu would actually know Qi Ming, and he looked good, but then he sneered a trace of his mouth, but said nothing.

Yumi's mouth, whose face was slightly pale, still lowered his head and stood behind Wei Jun, outlined a slightly sinister curve, and the main owner finally appeared!

"Sector, that's..." A male disciple behind Jian Jian and Luo Caiyu pointed at the body of the young woman in the yard with shock and stuttered.

Jian Jian never paid attention to the three corpses on the ground from the beginning. When she heard the male disciple's words, she looked along her fingers, her face suddenly became bloodless and pale as paper. Then a stern murderous aura was released, and a pair of beautiful eyes full of anger stared at the Blood Sword Ancestor!

When Luo Caiyu saw the corpses, her face became extremely ugly. She asked the Blood Sword Ancestor: "Blood Sword Ancestor, what are you going to explain?"

The Blood Sword Ancestor turned a blind eye to Jian Jian and Luo Caiyu, and chuckled and said, "Two, calm down, I have found out that the murderer is the heroic boy in front of me!"

The Blood Sword Ancestor pointed at Qi Ming and said lightly.
Chapter completed!