C6458 Trash
C6458 Trash
When the fist hit the longsword, the black smoke could not stop the momentum of the fist. It directly hit the chest of Zhao Tian along with the longsword.
"Puff!" Zhao Tian spat out a mouthful of blood and disappeared from where he was.
Following which, he disappeared along with the sword in his hand.
Qin Ming did not look for Zhao Tian. He bent down and panted heavily.
He needed to recover his strength as fast as possible.
Although the attack to accumulate strength was very strong, there were two fatal shortcomings. One was that it consumed his strength extremely.
Although the energy-gathering attack only had one move, it was more tiring than attacking with all his strength for ten moves.
And when he attacked Baiting, it was also a energy-gathering attack.
And when he first attacked Zhao Tianshi, it was also to accumulate power.
In a very short period of time, he had accumulated strength three times in a row, and he had used up a lot of energy.
Fortunately, what he comprehended was the Great Dao. Although a lot of the Great Dao in his body had been used, there were still many, so he did not need to worry about not having enough Great Dao.
While Qin Ming was trying his best to recover, everyone on the battlefield was paying attention to this place from time to time.
The black smoke gradually dispersed, and only then did everyone see Qin Ming in the black smoke.
Qin Ming was fine, he was just gasping for air.
As for Zhao Tian, he had already reached a very far place. He held his chest with his hand, and looked at Qin Ming with some fear in his eyes.
The green sword in his hand had clearly bent. Although it could still be used, it was not as powerful as before.
Most importantly, the resentment in the sword had completely disappeared. It had turned into an ordinary sword.
In addition, Qin Ming's fist had landed heavily on it. Other than bending, it had also suffered quite a bit of damage.
A supreme-grade divine beast weapon was only a high-grade divine beast weapon, and its power was much weaker than that of a high-grade divine beast.
"Trash! I raised you for nothing." Zhao Tian angrily threw the long sword to the ground. To nourish the long sword, he needed the blood of Martial Cultivator.
He had raised this sword for a long time, and now it was completely useless.
Zhao Tian's eyes did not look at Qin Ming anymore, but at the exit.
The formation had been broken, and even now, the hole hadn't shrunk by much.
However, the Golden Mysterious Macaque's other peerless expert, Jin Feiyun, and Jin Feiyun, who was at the peak of the Divine Beast Realm, stood guard in front of the hole.
Some Martial Cultivator that did not want to continue fighting passed by them, but they acted as if they did not see it at all.
Their gazes were all focused on Huan Tian. From the beginning, it had never changed.
When he saw their gazes firmly locked onto him, Huantian couldn't help but feel worried in his heart.
The Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan wanted to kill him with all their might. Even the Tyrant Ape Clan's Divine Beast Realm Martial Cultivator wanted to escape, but these people did not stop it.
Because they did not stop it, more and more Tyrant Ape Clan and Gray Bird Clan members were escaping.
However, whether it was the Blue Bird Clan or the Tyrant Ape Clan, they were relatively united. After all, there were only a few who wanted to escape.
However, if another exceptional expert of the Tyrant Ape Clan died, the consequences might be even more severe.
Only...
Huantian hesitated. He didn't want to face Qin Ming again.
Especially when Qin Ming and Jin Junyuan joined hands, he didn't have any ability to resist.
He had experienced this kind of powerless feeling before when he wasn't strong enough. He never thought that he would experience it again when his martial arts strength had reached the pinnacle.
If it wasn't for the fact that he possessed the mysterious supreme bloodline ability, he would have died by now.
Furthermore, he had died twice.