The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

Chapter 1422

   Chapter 1422

  Qin Zong's speed increased in an instant, as fast as lightning, and it was comparable to an s-class fighter.

  At the same time, Qin Zong's blood-stained palms were filled with cold air, like an ancient giant beast showing its original shape, choosing people to eat.

  This change came too quickly, too unexpectedly.

  Ming knew that the opponent could not beat him, Xuan Ming was also shocked.

  The scalp is exploded.

  The enemy is approaching.

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

  More importantly, his melee combat can't be compared to this tough man.

  Even though, his body was tempered with medicine and was definitely stronger than Qin Zong's.

   But who knows, can Qin Zong break his defense?

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

   Make a decisive decision and move his body to the side.

  He didn't see the calculation that Qin Zong flashed across his eyes.

  As soon as he walked sideways, the wall behind it seemed to be alive, and ice crystals condensed in a blink of an eye, freezing his whole person.

  Xuanming is an s-level fighter, and the energy of a-level can't restrain his actions.

  That ice crystal, even though Qin Zong spent half a day's effort to condense it, it only froze him for a second.

  But this second is enough.

   "Wow."

  The ice crystal shattered, slid down Xuanming's body, fell to the ground, and broke into pieces of ice.

  Xuanming only felt a chill in his neck, and met Qin Zong's cold and merciless eyes.

"you lose."

  The ice blade condensed from the cold air was held in Qin Zong's hand, and the tip of the ice was against Xuanming's skin.

  Four eyes face each other.

  Qin Zong's eyes were cold and not bottomed.

  Like a robot, without any emotion.

  He held the ice-tip hand and was still bleeding.

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

  That was the consequence of his life and death crushing two light groups.

  The creek formed by the blood under your feet is red and glamorous.

  Not only that, but Qin Zong's face was like golden paper.

  He was all over his body and only wrote two words.

   tragic.

  The whole body is tragic.

  Even so, his ice dagger against Xuanming’s neck is still as stable as a mountain.

  As if, I can't feel the pain in my body.

  In those eyes, it was calm and scary.

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

  Even so, Qin Zong's feeling is just cold.

  Strong.

  There is no slightest weakness.

  The slightest flinch.

  Xuanming suddenly shouted, depressed and sad.

"alright, you win."

  He is indeed amazing.

   but did not withstand Qin Zong's calculations.

  As early as in the levels of Yanjia robots, Qin Zong was setting up.

  Suppressing speed, suppressing energy.

  The moment he saw Xuanming, he was calculating.

  Those first tricks were Xuan Ming testing his strength.

  Why, it's not that Qin Zong is testing Xuanming's ability.

  In this battle, he put one arm together and won Xuan Ming.

  Even so, they won tragically.

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

When    approached his head, he condensed the air of cold ice for half a day, and the ice crystals hidden beside Xuan Ming's body had only frozen this person for a second.

  Won, there is one more point, in luck.

  Xuanming rarely fights, but he has a brain.

  He carefully recalled the whole process just now.

  From the moment Qin Zong's speed skyrocketed, in fact, he had gathered protection in front of him, but he did not expect that the cold would come from behind.

   directly frozen him for a second.

  Qin Zong even counted it, he would back off and avoid it.

  Really, what a deep scheming.

  (End of this chapter)