Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Seeing the fist getting closer and closer, and hearing the sound of wind in his ears caused by the power of the fist, Qing Wukun's expression changed drastically.

At this moment he knew that he was careless.

I didn't expect Qin Ming to be so strong.

Judging from his momentum, his martial arts strength should not be as high as that of a Tianshi.

But the force of the punch was even greater than that of Xiao Tian.

The most important thing is that he grasps the timing of the battle very accurately.

Now his weapon, the broadsword, cannot be used because the distance between the two is too close.

what to do?

Qing Wukun could only give up the sword in his hand and use both hands to resist Qin Ming's fist.

"Bang!"

Qing Wukun's hand collided with Qin Ming's fist, making a violent impact.

The broadsword fell from the air and was caught by Xiao Yun, who had quick eyes and quick hands.

"Boy, you have some strength, but that's just it." Qing Wukun touched his sore arm and said sternly, "Now let me show you the difference between the Snake Realm and the Tianshi."

"Qin Ming, be careful." Xiao Tian said nervously.

He had just realized that the strength of the He Snake Realm was simply not something that a Heavenly Scholar could match.

This is a qualitative difference.

Although Qin Ming won a small victory and took away Qing Wukun's weapons, he still couldn't make up for the gap in the He Snake Realm.

"war."

Clenching his fists, Qin Ming rushed out and punched Qing Wukun in the chest.

"Well done." Qing Wukun also clenched his fists.

Although he is not good at fighting with bare hands, Qin Ming is just a warrior and he does not consider the other party to be his opponent.

The Origin Qi on his body gathered and filled his whole body in a short period of time.

Qing Wukun's cloak moves automatically without wind, showing great momentum.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you."

For Qin Ming, Qing Wukun will not stay

Hand, he had suffered a small loss just now due to his contempt, this time he went all out.

"Kill." With the fierce wind, his fist collided with Qin Ming's fist.

"boom……"

A wave of air emitted from the intersection of the two fists, and Xiao Tian and Xiao Yun watched nervously.

"snort……"

Qin Ming snorted and flew back.

Although he is physically stronger than Qing Wukun, the quantity and quality of his source energy are far different from his counterpart.

I just feel the Origin Qi impacting my body, and all the bones in my body are aching.

While his illness was killing him, Qing Wukun did not miss this good opportunity to attack. He got close to him, clenched his hands into fists, and launched a continuous attack on Qin Ming.

"Move slightly, move it!" Qin Ming's body source energy was running at high speed, and his body moved irregularly to avoid Qing Wukun's attack.

The slight movement did not disappoint him, and he successfully dodged Qing Wukun's attack.

One move after another, Qing Wukun's attacks continued, and his source energy seemed to be free of charge.

Sweat gradually formed on Qin Ming's forehead.

He was no match against Qing Wukun and wanted to fight back, but the opponent ignored him and just fought hard with him.

Because Yuan's temperament is higher than his, and his strength is greater than his, he doesn't give him any time to breathe.

"No, there's something wrong with the micro-movement source skill."

It was only used once, and there was no problem in moving slightly. But if it was used continuously, the force of the body was offset by each other, and the injury was serious.

The more you use it, the worse it hurts.

If Qin Ming's body wasn't very strong, he would have died long ago.

Even ordinary warriors cannot use it even if they learn to move slightly.

If you use it forcefully, it will only be torn into pieces by the violent source energy.

Sensing that Qin Ming's movements began to slow down, Qing Wukun's face lit up with joy.

He guessed that it was impossible for Qin Ming to master such superb Yuan skills, there must be some shortcomings. Seeing the fist getting closer and closer, and hearing the sound of wind in his ears caused by the power of the fist, Qing Wukun's expression changed drastically.

At this moment he knew that he was careless.

I didn't expect Qin Ming to be so strong.

Judging from his momentum, his martial arts strength should not be as high as that of a Tianshi.

But the force of the punch was even greater than that of Xiao Tian.

The most important thing is that he grasps the timing of the battle very accurately.

Now his weapon, the broadsword, cannot be used because the distance between the two is too close.

what to do?

Qing Wukun could only give up the sword in his hand and use both hands to resist Qin Ming's fist.

"Bang!"

Qing Wukun's hand collided with Qin Ming's fist, making a violent impact.

The broadsword fell from the air and was caught by Xiao Yun, who had quick eyes and quick hands.

"Boy, you have some strength, but that's just it." Qing Wukun touched his sore arm and said sternly, "Now I'll let you see the difference between the Snake Realm and the Tianshi."

"Qin Ming, be careful." Xiao Tian said nervously.

He had just realized that the strength of the He Snake Realm was simply not something that a Heavenly Scholar could match.

This is a qualitative difference.

Although Qin Ming won a small victory and took away Qing Wukun's weapons, he still couldn't make up for the gap in the He Snake Realm.

"war."

Clenching his fists, Qin Ming rushed out and punched Qing Wukun in the chest.

"Well done." Qing Wukun also clenched his fists.

Although he is not good at fighting with bare hands, Qin Ming is just a warrior and he does not consider the other party to be his opponent.

The Origin Qi on his body gathered and filled his whole body in a short period of time.

Qing Wukun's cloak moves automatically without wind, showing great momentum.

"Since you are looking for death, then I will help you."

For Qin Ming, Qing Wukun will not stay

Hand, he had suffered a small loss just now due to his contempt, this time he went all out.

"Kill." With the fierce wind, his fist collided with Qin Ming's fist.

"boom……"

A wave of air emitted from the intersection of the two fists, and Xiao Tian and Xiao Yun watched nervously.

"snort……"

Qin Ming snorted and flew back.

Although he is physically stronger than Qing Wukun, the quantity and quality of his source energy are far different from his counterpart.

I just feel the Origin Qi impacting my body, and all the bones in my body are aching.

While his illness was killing him, Qing Wukun did not miss this good opportunity to attack. He got close to him, clenched his hands into fists, and launched a continuous attack on Qin Ming.

"Move slightly, move it!" Qin Ming's body source energy was running at high speed, and his body moved irregularly to avoid Qing Wukun's attack.

The slight movement did not disappoint him, and he successfully dodged Qing Wukun's attack.

One move after another, Qing Wukun's attacks continued, and his source energy seemed to be free of charge.

Sweat gradually formed on Qin Ming's forehead.

He was no match against Qing Wukun and wanted to fight back, but the opponent ignored him and just fought hard with him.

Because Yuan's temperament is higher than his, and his strength is greater than his, he doesn't give him any time to breathe.

"No, there's something wrong with the micro-movement source skill."

It was only used once, and there was no problem in moving slightly. But if it was used continuously, the force of the body was offset by each other, and the injury was serious.

The more you use it, the worse it hurts.

If Qin Ming's body wasn't very strong, he would have died long ago.

Even ordinary warriors cannot use it even if they learn to move slightly.

If you use it forcefully, it will only be torn into pieces by the violent source energy.

Sensing that Qin Ming's movements began to slow down, Qing Wukun's face lit up with joy.

He guessed that it was impossible for Qin Ming to master such superb Yuan skills, there must be some shortcomings.