Ling Mu couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, he shouted coldly and rushed over.

With a few strides, Ling Mu forced himself in front of Qin Ming, grabbed the long sword filled with white light, and slashed at Qin Ming fiercely.

Faced with such a fierce situation, Qin Ming still turned a blind eye. Qin Tian on the table was also proudly trying to figure out the teacup, feeling as if everything was in his hands.

It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!

Just when Ling Mu's sword was about to hit Qin Ming, a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of Qin Ming's mouth, and the long sword in his hand tightened. It seemed that the movement was very slow, but it just happened to hit Ling Mu's sword.

Up.

"Dang!~"

There was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, the two swords touched heavily, and white light flooded.

Ling Mu screamed in surprise and flew backwards. He knelt on one leg and held his sword on the ground. Unable to hold back a mouthful of blood, he vomited it out.

Defeated!

With an understatement of his sword, Qin Ming defeated Ling Mu, who was at the same level of strength. This was too powerful.
Chapter completed!