Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Protect the Young Sect Master!" Everyone shouted as they looked at the terrifying silver dragon.

They never expected that the mysterious masked man standing there would dare to attack when most of the people had run away.

This dragon was extremely fast, and by the time they reacted, it was already too late to stop him.

The handsome man's indifferent face showed fear, his spiritual energy gathered in his body, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly.

"Martial...the most powerful martial saint!" .??.

The speed of the dragon and the momentum of the dragon make it look like the most powerful martial saint.

Only the most powerful Martial Saint can make them unable to react.

All the disciples of Dan Qizong rushed towards Qi Wuye without fear of death.

Qi Wuye is the son of the sect leader, and he is also the most talented warrior. He is now a martial saint, and the sect has been cultivating him as the most powerful martial saint.

If he died here, most people here would pay him with their lives, and a few people would also be sent away.

Qi Wuye cannot die!

Seeing that the silver dragon appeared unstoppably in front of Qi Wuye, and when everyone was helpless, a high-pitched and old voice sounded in the secret realm.

"Get out of my way!"

An old man with vicissitudes of life on his temples, wearing an ordinary gray robe, suddenly appeared in front of Qi Wuye. With a slight strike of his sword, a white light and shadow appeared on the long sword, cutting through the void and striking the silver dragon.

"Wave……"

The mighty-looking silver dragon, like a bubble, was scratched by white light and shadow and disappeared. The light and shadow continued to fly without slowing down. It touched the two unlucky martial saints of Dan Qizong and split them in half in an instant. , blood splattered all over the floor.

"Great... Great Elder, mighty!"

Seeing such a terrifying silver dragon being defeated by the Great Elder's sword, everyone cheered loudly. As for the two unlucky guys who died, no one cared.

"snort……"

Hearing the cheers of the crowd, the white-haired elder snorted heavily, "He is not the most powerful martial saint at all. This silver dragon is just an illusion. Any one of you can defeat him."

"Even if there is no defense at all, it will only cause minor injuries."

"We were lied to?"

Qi Wuye, who was covered in sweat and his heart was pounding, was instantly filled with anger.

Just now Qin Ming looked like a master from this world, and the big dragon looked full of momentum. He never thought that this was just Qin Ming's feint.

Looking towards the distance of the corridor, there was no trace of anyone anywhere. Qin Ming, who was wearing a hateful white mask, had long since disappeared.

"Chase him, I will tear him into pieces!"

"Yes!" Some of the disciples separated and quickly chased in the direction Qin Ming left.

Turning around, Qi Wuye bowed his hands respectfully to the Great Elder and said, "Great Elder, Qin Ming is our great enemy, and the Martial God Sect has Wu Mo, the powerful Emperor of Martial. If we let them run away, once Wu Mo knows about us, If you do anything, we will be in big trouble!"

Hearing this, the white-haired elder wanted to take action, but he looked at Qi Wuye and stopped helplessly, "I, Qi Shuangqiu, all the tasks assigned to me by the sect in this life have been successfully completed. .”

"If I leave and Qin Ming comes around to kill you, what will you do without my protection?"

"A person who can make that kind of feint is not weak. If he wants to kill you, how effective can these wastes be without me?"

Hearing this, Qi Wuye sighed in his heart. He knew that it was impossible for the Great Elder to pursue Qin Ming.

The Great Elder always completes the tasks assigned to him by the sect, no matter how difficult they are, and has never failed. He is also proud of this.

It is for this reason that his father specially sent him to protect himself.

The Great Elder has a paranoid obsession with his mission and would never abandon his mission to pursue Qin Ming. "Protect the Young Sect Master!" Everyone shouted as they looked at the terrifying silver dragon.

They never expected that the mysterious masked man standing there would dare to attack when most of the people had run away.

This dragon was extremely fast, and by the time they reacted, it was already too late to stop him.

The handsome man's indifferent face showed fear, his spiritual energy gathered in his body, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly.

"Martial...the most powerful Martial Saint!"

The speed of the dragon and the momentum of the dragon make it look like the most powerful martial saint.

Only the most powerful Martial Saint can make them unable to react. ??

All the disciples of Dan Qizong rushed towards Qi Wuye without fear of death.

Qi Wuye is the son of the sect leader and the most talented warrior. Now he is a martial saint. The sect has been cultivating him as the most powerful martial saint.

If he died here, most people here would pay him with their lives, and a few people would also be sent away.

Qi Wuye cannot die!

Seeing that the silver dragon appeared unstoppably in front of Qi Wuye, and when everyone was helpless, a high-pitched and old voice sounded in the secret realm.

"Get out of my way!"

An old man with vicissitudes of life on his temples, wearing an ordinary gray robe, suddenly appeared in front of Qi Wuye. With a slight strike of his sword, a white light and shadow appeared on the long sword, cutting through the void and striking the silver dragon.

"Wave……"

The mighty-looking silver dragon, like a bubble, was scratched by white light and shadow and disappeared. The light and shadow continued to fly without slowing down. It touched the two unlucky martial saints of Dan Qizong and split them in half in an instant. , blood splattered all over the floor.

"Great... Great Elder, mighty!"

Seeing such a terrifying silver dragon being defeated by the Great Elder's sword, everyone cheered loudly. As for the two unlucky guys who died, no one cared.

"snort……"

Hearing the cheers of the crowd, the white-haired elder snorted heavily, "He is not the most powerful martial saint at all. This silver dragon is just an illusion. Any one of you can defeat him."

"Even if there is no defense at all, it will only cause minor injuries."

"We were lied to?"

Qi Wuye, who was covered in sweat and his heart was pounding, was instantly filled with anger.

Just now Qin Ming looked like a master from this world, and the big dragon looked full of momentum. He never thought that this was just Qin Ming's feint.

Looking towards the distance of the corridor, there was no trace of anyone anywhere. Qin Ming, who was wearing a hateful white mask, had long since disappeared.

"Chase him, I will tear him into pieces!"

"Yes!" Some of the disciples separated and quickly chased in the direction Qin Ming left.

Turning around, Qi Wuye bowed his hands respectfully to the Great Elder and said, "Great Elder, Qin Ming is our great enemy, and the Martial God Sect has Wu Mo, the powerful Emperor of Martial. If we let them run away, once Wu Mo knows about us, If you do anything, we will be in big trouble!"

Hearing this, the white-haired elder wanted to take action, but he looked at Qi Wuye and stopped helplessly, "I, Qi Shuangqiu, all the tasks assigned to me by the sect in this life have been successfully completed. .”

"If I leave and Qin Ming comes around to kill you, what will you do without my protection?"

"A person who can make that kind of feint is not weak. If he wants to kill you, how effective can these wastes be without me?"

Hearing this, Qi Wuye sighed in his heart. He knew that it was impossible for the Great Elder to pursue Qin Ming.

The Great Elder always completes the tasks assigned to him by the sect, no matter how difficult they are, and has never failed. He is also proud of this.

It is for this reason that his father specially sent him to protect himself.

The Great Elder has a paranoid obsession with his mission and would never abandon his mission to pursue Qin Ming.