Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"A newly promoted Martial Lord, he doesn't know how high the sky is!" The short-haired Martial Lord, holding a big sword, looked at Qin Ming with a livid face.

"I don't think you are the one who knows how high the world is! Ignoring the rules of the competition and resorting to despicable methods again and again." Qin Ming looked at the Alchemy Saint in white shirt who was lying on the ground, dead and curled up. Flying next to the corpse, he waved his hand and the divine medicine cauldron on the ground was sucked into the space ring.

"How brave! The person who killed me, robbed my things, and dared to speak so brazenly!" Seeing Qin Ming ignoring him and packing his things, the short-haired Martial Lord was immediately furious.

"Those who kill will always be killed, and the same goes for you!" Qin Ming raised his head and smiled coldly.

"In this case, it seems that I have to keep you here today." The short-haired Martial Lord held the sword tightly with a stern expression.

He swung the sword casually, and the power of heaven and earth gathered in the sword. He stepped on the air twice, and the person appeared in front of Qin Ming instantly.

"Die!" The short-haired Martial Lord swept across with his sword. The speed of this sword could not be seen clearly with the naked eye. All he could see was that it brought up boundless dust on the ground, and an unparalleled momentum enveloped Qin Ming.

"Huh?" Qin Ming did not expect that the short-haired warrior would take action as soon as he was told. However, he did not panic at all. Instead of retreating, he advanced and punched towards the handle of the knife.

"You have the guts." The short-haired Martial Lord narrowed his eyes. This move seemed simple, but it required unparalleled courage.

You know, when ordinary people see such a powerful and heavy sword, most of them will retreat. As long as he retreats, the rhythm will be controlled by him. At that time, he can completely rely on the length of the sword and his continuous movement. The constant sword skills were too much for this kid to deal with.

Having no other choice, the short-haired Wu Zun retracted his sweeping sweep, took a step back, and slashed the knife diagonally.

go.

"Seventh Style of Looking Back Sword!"

Qin Ming only felt that the angle of the knife was extremely tricky. He could not retreat or advance. No matter how he moved, he would be hit by the knife. There was no way to avoid it but to take it hard.

"Damn it, I don't have a handy glove. If there were, I wouldn't have to fight so hard." Qin Ming stepped lightly and flew up into the sky diagonally, just enough to avoid the knife.

"Where to run." The short-haired Martial Lord looked happy when he saw Qin Ming dodge. Since he dodges, his momentum will be weakened. He can move one move after another, making him unable to take care of him.

Suddenly, a huge momentum enveloped Qin Ming. The short-haired warrior raised his sword and struck the sky with concentration. Suddenly, the sky spread towards Qin Ming like water ripples.

"Not good." Qin Ming's eyes widened when he saw this move, because he saw that the short-haired Martial Lord was still gathering momentum. Obviously, even if he took this move forcefully, he would not be able to get close to the short-haired Martial Lord to interrupt him. subsequent moves.

"This warrior is good at combos, but each move is not very powerful. We can't let him chain them together. If several swords are stacked together, I will be hit and I will definitely be seriously injured."

After a few simple moves, Qin Ming judged that the short-haired warrior in front of him was extremely good at combos.

If a warrior like this is allowed to use several moves together, the sword moves will be superimposed and the power will be doubled.

"Resist this move first!" In an instant, Qin Ming understood that he had to break the previous moves so that the short-haired Wu Zun's moves could not be connected in series.

Gathering the power of heaven and earth on his fist, Qin Ming punched suddenly and hit the water ripples.

"Bang!" He took this move forcefully, and Qin Ming was repelled by the force of the move, making him and the short-haired Martial Lord further away. "A newly promoted Martial Lord, he doesn't know how high the sky is!" The short-haired Martial Lord, holding a big sword, looked at Qin Ming with a livid face.

"I don't think you are the one who knows how high the world is! Ignoring the rules of the competition and resorting to despicable methods again and again." Qin Ming looked at the Alchemy Saint in white shirt who was lying on the ground, dead and curled up. Flying next to the corpse, he waved his hand and the divine medicine cauldron on the ground was sucked into the space ring.

"How brave! The person who killed me, robbed my things, and dared to speak so brazenly!" Seeing Qin Ming ignoring him and packing his things, the short-haired Martial Lord was immediately furious.

"Those who kill will always be killed, and the same goes for you!" Qin Ming raised his head and smiled coldly.

"In this case, it seems that I have to keep you here today." The short-haired Martial Lord held the sword tightly with a stern expression.

He swung the sword casually, and the power of heaven and earth gathered in the sword. He stepped on the air twice, and the person appeared in front of Qin Ming instantly.

"Die!" The short-haired Martial Lord swept across with his sword. The speed of this sword could not be seen clearly with the naked eye. All he could see was that it brought up boundless dust on the ground, and an unparalleled momentum enveloped Qin Ming.

"Huh?" Qin Ming did not expect that the short-haired warrior would take action as soon as he was told. However, he did not panic at all. Instead of retreating, he advanced and punched towards the handle of the knife.

"You have the guts." The short-haired Martial Lord narrowed his eyes. This move seemed simple, but it required unparalleled courage.

You know, when ordinary people see such a powerful and heavy sword, most of them will retreat. As long as he retreats, the rhythm will be controlled by him. At that time, he can completely rely on the length of the sword and his continuous movement. The constant sword skills were too much for this kid to deal with.

Having no other choice, the short-haired Wu Zun retracted his sweeping sweep, took a step back, and slashed the knife diagonally.

go.

"Seventh Style of Looking Back Sword!"

Qin Ming only felt that the angle of the knife was extremely tricky. He could not retreat or advance. No matter how he moved, he would be hit by the knife. There was no way to avoid it but to take it hard.

"Damn it, I don't have a handy glove. If there were, I wouldn't have to fight so hard." Qin Ming stepped lightly and flew up into the sky diagonally, just enough to avoid the knife.

"Where to run." The short-haired Martial Lord looked happy when he saw Qin Ming dodge. Since he dodges, his momentum will be weakened. He can move one move after another, making him unable to take care of him.

Suddenly, a huge momentum enveloped Qin Ming. The short-haired warrior raised his sword and struck the sky with concentration. Suddenly, the sky spread towards Qin Ming like water ripples.

"Not good." Qin Ming's eyes widened when he saw this move, because he saw that the short-haired Martial Lord was still gathering momentum. Obviously, even if he took this move forcefully, he would not be able to get close to the short-haired Martial Lord to interrupt him. subsequent moves.

"This warrior is good at combos, but each move is not very powerful. We can't let him chain them together. If several swords are stacked together, I will be hit and I will definitely be seriously injured."

After a few simple moves, Qin Ming judged that the short-haired warrior in front of him was extremely good at combos.

If a warrior like this is allowed to use several moves together, the sword moves will be superimposed and the power will be doubled.

"Resist this move first!" In an instant, Qin Ming understood that he had to break the previous moves so that the short-haired Wu Zun's moves could not be connected in series.

Gathering the power of heaven and earth on his fist, Qin Ming punched suddenly and hit the water ripples.

"Bang!" He took this move forcefully, and Qin Ming was repelled by the force of the move, making him and the short-haired Martial Lord further away.