Douluo's Golden Ox Divine Ax

Wow! The flying gravel and soil fell to the ground and hit the bluestone, making a crisp sound.

Qin Ming's trousers had turned into pairs, hanging on his legs. They were blown by the wind and fluttered in the wind, just like the clothing of primitive species, but his legs were not injured at all, and there was not even a trace of dust.

"Very good. It seems that my evaluation of you is still a bit low. You should be careful next time!"

Qin Ming looked at Niu Shengluo who was retreating far away and issued a warning again.

Listening to Qin Ming's words, Niu Shengluo complained incessantly. Now one of his arms has not fully recovered, and there are still numbness and numbness.

Unexpectedly, this moment aroused Qin Ming's temper. Isn't this asking for trouble?

Unless... Niu Shengluo's eyes lit up and he stood up straighter, which surprised Qin Ming across from him. He didn't know if Niu Shengluo had any surprises in store for him.

Niu Shengluo had already clenched his fists. According to his idea, he wanted to use power to suppress Qin Ming. Anyway, Qin Ming could not use too much soul power now, which gave his plan the possibility of success.

Making up his mind, Niu Shengluo kicked the ground hard, and his body flew out like a sharp arrow. His fists opened and hit Qin Ming. As he ran so fast, there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

When the fist was waved, very small swords were produced, surrounding the fist. The tightly wrapped fist was wrapped in soul power. When it rubbed against the air, an electric arc was created. You can imagine how powerful it was.

Qin Ming's pupils shrank, and he felt that the boxing technique was familiar. Niu Shengluo's fist was already in front of him, and he hit it on his head. He didn't allow him to think too much.

"Boy, if you get an advantage and behave well, it's enough to suffer a loss once. Will you suffer a loss every time?"

Qin Ming thought to himself while still facing Niu Shengluo's fist. As a teacher, he was not allowed to dodge and could only resist Niu Shengluo head-on.

good! Niu Shengluo's eyes instantly shrank, his body speeded up again, and he rushed down the mountain like a tiger in front of Qin Ming. He shouted loudly and turned around half-way.

Niu Shengluo closed his hands, and the soul power wrapped in the fists of his hands instantly turned into a sharp sword. His whole body half-rotated, like a continuous thunder, and slashed towards Qin Ming one after another, causing Qin Ming who had miscalculated Ming, once again suffered the loss of underestimating Niu Shengluo.

Facing Niu Shengluo's attacks, which were as fast as a sword and as fierce as a sword, Qin Ming couldn't help but fight with his fists.

Every time it comes into contact with Qin Ming, the sword in Niu Shengluo's hand will break into pieces. However, under Niu Shengluo's insistence, every time a sword is broken, Niu Shengluo condenses another one.

Continuously using the attack skills he learned from books, Qin Ming finally retreated in the face of Niu Shengluo's various attacks.

There are gravel everywhere on the ground. The smooth bluestone ground just now has become extremely messy, as if it had been plowed over, or as if a herd of bison had run over it. The ground is full of potholes, gravel, and messy. Unbearable.

Every time Niu Shengluo changes a set of soul skills, Qin Ming will take a step back, and the bluestone ground under his feet will break and the gravel will fly.

Every time Niu Shengluo followed, he would step on a big hole in the ground. The ground was shaking. He was attacking with overwhelming momentum. He completely put aside all distracting thoughts. Anyway, he knew that he could not hurt Qin. Clearly.

Finally, Qin Ming could no longer retreat. His legs sank into the ground again, and his slender hands couldn't help shaking, not from being beaten, but from anger.

A pair of withered hands also began to change, and he was forced by Niu Shengluo to use soul power to mimic him. At that moment, he did not restrain his aura at all and directly released his martial spirit.

Immediately afterwards, a ball of yellow flames shot up from Qin Ming's body, and with a low growl, the muscles under his clothes suddenly swelled, stretching the originally loose coat tight, his eyes turned yellow at the same time, and a total of six soul rings were released at the same time. Emerging from the feet, two are yellow, three are purple, and one is black.

Today was the day that Qin Ming experienced the price of looking down on others. Once again, he suffered a loss for looking down on Niu Shengluo. Although he would not be hurt, he would definitely lose face.

Others may not know it, but his students Yu Tianheng and Yu Feng saw it clearly.

I don't know when the two of them arrived, but they saw the battle between Niu Shengluo and Qin Ming without saying anything.

Suddenly excited, Yu Tianheng yelled "Ah". Qin Ming was so depressed. He thought that his downtrodden side would not be seen, but he didn't expect that his students would see it.

Niu Shengluo, who was immersed in the wonderful attack, instantly noticed that Qin Ming's momentum had increased dramatically. A sense of danger invaded his mind, causing Niu Shengluo to wake up instantly. Seeing Qin Ming's state, he knew that it was bad.

At this moment, Qin Ming's hands turned into wolf claws, and his whole body was covered with blazing bright yellow flames, which was different from Niu Shengluo's soul power transformation.

As the Soul Emperor, Qin Ming's partial mimicry was partial mimicry in the true sense. His arms struck the sky, as if they really cut through the sky, and he reached Niu Shengluo without even seeing what was going on. in front of.

Niu Shengluo was also aware of the environment he was in, but he roared fiercely, and his body and soul power surged crazily.

It's just that the sword he used was transformed by soul power, but in the blink of an eye, the transformed sword in Niu Shengluo's right hand turned into a super-large hammer. His whole body was straight and turned into a long hammer handle, heading straight towards Qin. Throw it away tomorrow.

At this time, Qin Ming showed the demeanor of a strong man of his generation, and when he was about to be hit, his expression suddenly changed slightly, he roared, and his body suddenly expanded. His already strong body almost doubled in size.

Even his height increased by one meter in an instant, and he was already over two and a half meters tall. His body was covered with a thick layer of wolf fur, and his body muscles were bulging.

Then he pushed his hands forward directly, standing upright against the giant hammer, and then the body and soul power surged, directly stalemate with the giant hammer.

At this moment, Niu Shengluo immediately pulled away and retreated. It turned out that the giant hammer was condensed by Niu Shengluo according to the Rasengan method.

However, once the spiritual power inside is exhausted, it will explode. In order to become more powerful, Niu Shengluo directly injected all seven levels of his soul power into the giant hammer.

Boom! The ground shook violently, like a major earthquake. Houses shook, big trees shook, a plume of smoke rose, and countless gravel flew.

In the sky, the ground was full of fallen leaves blown up by the strong wind. These green fallen leaves became the victims of the fight between Niu Shengluo and Qin Ming, and of course the bluestone floor turned into gravel.

When the smoke and dust cleared, what they saw was that Qin Ming had hit the mountain wall in the distance. A human-shaped depression appeared on the mountain wall, and spider web-like cracks covered the entire wall.

Two ravines spread forward from his legs to the spot where they had just collided. On both sides of the ravines were dug-out new soil and broken slates, except for his messy hair and torn clothes.

Qin Ming didn't have anything wrong at all. He stared at Niu Shengluo opposite him with his wolf-like eyes.

Niu Shengluo was much worse than Qin Ming. His face was covered with dust, there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, there were many fallen leaves stuck in his long hair, his hands were swollen like steamed buns, and he was still shaking uncontrollably.

The clothes he wore were completely scrapped, and the tattered ropes hanging from his body were no better than a sack.

The ground where Niu Shengluo was originally turned into a half-meter-deep crater, with a low center and a circle of bulges around it. Niu Shengluo stood inside, breathing heavily and looking at Qin Ming from a distance.