Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Seeing the two knives approaching, Qin Ming took a step back calmly.

"You got Fooled."

Behind him, the short-sleeved old man didn't know when he appeared there. With a sinister smile on his face, he slashed the dagger towards Qin Ming's back.

It turns out that the attacks by the other two old men were all just a pretense.

They were all trying to protect the short-sleeved old man. The dagger was fast and urgent, and the dagger still exuded black light and stench.

It was obvious that the dagger had been poisoned.

The speed of the dagger is getting faster and faster, getting closer and closer to Qin Ming's back, and it seems that it will penetrate Qin Ming in the next second.

Seeing this, a happy smile flashed across the face of the short-sleeved old man.

"What I, Qiliang, like to kill most are geniuses. This young warrior is a genius at first sight."

"But no matter how talented you are, it just means you have good potential. You don't want to die under my dagger."

Seeing the dagger getting closer, the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.

However, the dagger did not penetrate Qin Ming's broad back as he imagined.

At the last moment, a big hand appeared and grabbed the dagger he was bound to win.

"How is that possible?" Qiliang looked up and saw Qin Ming's indifferent expression, his face full of shock.

"The strategy is good, but it's too slow!" Qin Ming shook his head, his words full of disdain.

After saying that, he raised his other hand and punched him.

Qiliang was also a decisive person. He immediately abandoned the dagger and tried to escape.

But Qin Ming's hand is so powerful that he can't break free.

With a little force, Qin Ming held him in place.

One hand was holding him down, and the other hand was making a fist and hitting his head.

Behind him, the other two old men had raised their knives again and struck at him.

It's a pity that Qin Ming's fist is faster.

"boom……"

Without any accident, his fist hit Qiliang's head, causing blood to fly.

With a quick throw, Qin Ming used Qiliang's body to block the knife behind him, took two steps back, completely out of the attack range, and looked at the two of them with an indifferent expression.

"Qiliang is dead now?"

The two of them didn't feel any sadness at the death of their companion. They just looked at Qin Ming in shock and slowly moved back.

I originally thought that they would be the king and hegemony in this place where birds don't shit.

So he didn't take the warriors here seriously.

If they were in Zhongzhou and encountered warriors of the same level, they would be very cautious and would not attack at will.

But where is this place?

Most of the warriors here have never learned advanced source skills, and their bloodline levels are low, so they are definitely no match for the three of them.

Unexpectedly, they hit the wall this time.

Qin Ming looks young.

This means that he does not have rich combat experience and is not strong.

But he didn't expect that it would be easy to break the attack trap they had carefully set up, and kill Qiliang with one move.

They can't beat each other, and even if they win by chance, they will both lose.

Without any benefits, this battle is worthless.

Seeing their fearful looks, Qin Ming shook his head lightly and rushed forward.

"I said that if I want to be buried with you, not one of you should be missing."

His figure was erratic, moving from left to right, clenching his fists, and attacking the two of them.

Both of them were shocked at the same time.

The Origin Skill used by this young man was so extraordinary.

Qiliang's death was not unjust.

"You can't escape, you can only fight."

The two old men felt fierce in their hearts. They held the hilts of their knives tightly and struck at Qin Ming at the same time. Seeing the two knives approaching, Qin Ming took a step back calmly.

"You got Fooled."

Behind him, the short-sleeved old man didn't know when he appeared there. With a sinister smile on his face, he slashed the dagger towards Qin Ming's back.

It turns out that the attacks by the other two old men were all just a pretense.

They were all trying to protect the short-sleeved old man. The dagger was fast and urgent, and the dagger still exuded black light and stench.

It was obvious that the dagger had been poisoned.

The speed of the dagger is getting faster and faster, getting closer and closer to Qin Ming's back, and it seems that it will penetrate Qin Ming in the next second.

Seeing this, a happy smile flashed across the face of the short-sleeved old man.

"What I, Qiliang, like to kill most are geniuses. This young warrior is a genius at first glance."

"But no matter how talented you are, it just means you have good potential. You don't want to die under my dagger."

Seeing the dagger getting closer, the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.

However, the dagger did not penetrate Qin Ming's broad back as he imagined.

At the last moment, a big hand appeared and grabbed the dagger he was bound to win.

"How is that possible?" Qiliang looked up and saw Qin Ming's indifferent expression, his face full of shock.

"The strategy is good, but it's too slow!" Qin Ming shook his head, his words full of disdain.

After saying that, he raised his other hand and punched him.

Qiliang was also a decisive person. He immediately abandoned the dagger and tried to escape.

But Qin Ming's hand is so powerful that he can't break free.

With a little force, Qin Ming held him in place.

One hand was holding him down, and the other hand was making a fist and hitting his head.

Behind him, the other two old men had raised their knives again and struck at him.

It's a pity that Qin Ming's fist is faster.

"boom……"

Without any accident, his fist hit Qiliang's head, causing blood to fly.

With a quick throw, Qin Ming used Qiliang's body to block the knife behind him, took two steps back, completely out of the attack range, and looked at the two of them with an indifferent expression.

"Qiliang is dead now?"

The two of them didn't feel any sadness at the death of their companion. They just looked at Qin Ming in shock and slowly moved back.

I originally thought that they would be the king and hegemony in this place where birds don't shit.

So he didn't take the warriors here seriously.

If they were in Zhongzhou and encountered warriors of the same level, they would be very cautious and would not attack at will.

But where is this place?

Most of the warriors here have never learned advanced source skills, and their bloodline levels are low, so they are definitely no match for the three of them.

Unexpectedly, they hit the wall this time.

Qin Ming looks young.

This means that he does not have rich combat experience and is not strong.

But he didn't expect that it would be easy to break the attack trap they had carefully set up, and kill Qiliang with one move.

They can't beat each other, and even if they win by chance, they will both lose.

Without any benefits, this battle is worthless.

Seeing their fearful looks, Qin Ming shook his head lightly and rushed forward.

"I said that if I want to be buried with you, not one of you should be missing."

His figure was erratic, moving from left to right, clenching his fists, and attacking the two of them.

Both of them were shocked at the same time.

The Origin Skill used by this young man was so extraordinary.

Qiliang's death was not unjust.

"You can't escape, you can only fight."

The two old men felt fierce in their hearts. They held the hilts of their knives tightly and struck at Qin Ming at the same time.