Alchemy & Martial Supreme

But if you look carefully, you can see that deep in their hateful eyes, there is deep fear.

This group of people is temporarily unable to be used for much purpose, so they can only build up their momentum.

That's why Qin Ming didn't rush out and attack the poison demon team.

He is also looking for an opportunity to defeat these poisonous demons at the minimum cost.

And now the opportunity has come!

Mo Xin held the big knife tightly in his hand. Just when he was about to speak, Qin Ming interrupted directly and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Didn't you say that I can't pick up your three swords?"

"I can't wait to try it."

After saying that, Qin Ming circulated the source energy in his body and used his strongest attack.

"Move slightly!"

"Way of Wind and Fire!"

Mo Xin only felt a figure flash, and Qin Ming appeared in front of him. A fist emitting blazing flames was heading towards his head.

The fist was surrounded by an astonishing Tao Yun, making Mo Xin's scalp tingle.

"What a powerful Tao! Is Qin Ming really only in the late Dragon Realm? Why do I feel that his Tao Yun is much stronger than my peak Dragon Realm?"

The fist was getting closer and closer, and just as Mo Xin was about to hide, he felt a huge force suddenly appear, causing his body to stagger.

"Gravity!" Feeling that his body became sluggish, Mo Xin knew that this was Qin Ming's Principle Source Skill attack.

It's too late to hide now.

Mo Xin knew that he raised the big knife in his hand, placed it in front of Qin Ming's fist, and pressed his arms against the back of the knife desperately.

Qin Ming's physical strength is very strong, and the devil's heart does not want to fight head-on. However, he does not know that Qin Ming knows how to control the power of Tao Yuan. Without noticing, he has missed the opportunity to evade and can only fight head-on.

Knowing how powerful Qin Ming is, Demon Heart

He used all his strength to resist with all his strength.

Sure enough, just when he was ready, Qin Ming's fist hit his knife, and a force like the pressure of a mountain was transmitted from the knife.

"Ahem..." After resisting the blow, Mo Xin covered her chest and coughed violently.

Although he blocked the punch, the force was transmitted to him and his internal organs were still injured.

Fortunately, he was prepared. If he was not prepared, this punch would probably immobilize him.

"One punch!" At this moment, Qin Ming's cold voice came to his ears.

Qin Ming raised his fist high again and hit his head again.

"Again?" Mo Xin's face was full of horror. The powerful and heavy punch just now should have been shot with all his strength.

After throwing such a punch, doesn't Qin Ming need to rest?

Even if you don’t need to rest, you should take a few breaths, right?

Warriors generally use eight points of force to attack, so that the attacks can be continuous.

To use the twelve-point force, you often need to accumulate power in advance, and after using it, you need a short period of breathing time.

So when Qin Ming hit his head with a powerful punch without any rest, Mo Xin felt incredible.

The fist was already close to the head. Without any time to think, Mo Xin raised the sword high and blocked it in front of Qin Ming's fist. He leaned forward with his whole body and tried his best to resist the blow.

Seeing the broadsword in front of him, Qin Ming had a mocking smile on his face. He suddenly opened his fist, turned into a claw, and grabbed Mo Xin's shoulder.

Mo Xin was completely unprepared for this. By the time he reacted, it was already too late. His shoulders had been firmly grasped by Qin Ming, and his nails were dug into his flesh.

At the same time, Qin Ming stretched out another fist and hit his head again. But if you look carefully, you can see that deep in their hateful eyes, there is deep fear.

This group of people is temporarily unable to be used for much purpose, so they can only build up their momentum.

That's why Qin Ming didn't rush out and attack the poison demon team.

He is also looking for an opportunity to defeat these poisonous demons at the minimum cost.

And now the opportunity has come!

Mo Xin held the big knife tightly in his hand. Just when he was about to speak, Qin Ming interrupted directly and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Didn't you say that I can't pick up your three swords?"

"I can't wait to try it."

After saying that, Qin Ming circulated the source energy in his body and used his strongest attack.

"Move slightly!"

"Way of Wind and Fire!"

Mo Xin only felt a figure flash, and Qin Ming appeared in front of him. A fist emitting blazing flames was heading towards his head.

The fist was surrounded by an astonishing Tao Yun, making Mo Xin's scalp tingle.

"What a powerful Tao! Is Qin Ming really only in the late Dragon Realm? Why do I feel that his Tao Yun is much stronger than my peak Dragon Realm?"

The fist was getting closer and closer, and just as Mo Xin was about to hide, he felt a huge force suddenly appear, causing his body to stagger.

"Gravity!" Feeling that his body became sluggish, Mo Xin knew that this was Qin Ming's Principle Source Skill attack.

It's too late to hide now.

Mo Xin knew that he raised the big knife in his hand, placed it in front of Qin Ming's fist, and pressed his arms against the back of the knife desperately.

Qin Ming's physical strength is very strong, and the devil's heart does not want to fight head-on. However, he does not know that Qin Ming knows how to control the power of Tao Yuan. Without noticing, he has missed the opportunity to evade and can only fight head-on.

Knowing how powerful Qin Ming is, Demon Heart

He used all his strength to resist with all his strength.

Sure enough, just when he was ready, Qin Ming's fist hit his knife, and a force like the pressure of a mountain was transmitted from the knife.

"Ahem..." After resisting the blow, Mo Xin covered her chest and coughed violently.

Although he blocked the punch, the force was transmitted to him and his internal organs were still injured.

Fortunately, he was prepared. If he was not prepared, this punch would probably immobilize him.

"One punch!" At this moment, Qin Ming's cold voice came to his ears.

Qin Ming raised his fist high again and hit his head again.

"Again?" Mo Xin's face was full of horror. The powerful and heavy punch just now should have been shot with all his strength.

After throwing such a punch, doesn't Qin Ming need to rest?

Even if you don’t need to rest, you should take a few breaths, right?

Warriors generally use eight points of force to attack, so that the attacks can be continuous.

To use the twelve-point force, you often need to accumulate power in advance, and after using it, you need a short period of breathing time.

So when Qin Ming hit his head with a powerful punch without any rest, Mo Xin felt incredible.

The fist was already close to the head. Without any time to think, Mo Xin raised the sword high and blocked it in front of Qin Ming's fist. He leaned forward with his whole body and tried his best to resist the blow.

Seeing the broadsword in front of him, Qin Ming had a mocking smile on his face. He suddenly opened his fist, turned into a claw, and grabbed Mo Xin's shoulder.

Mo Xin was completely unprepared for this. By the time he reacted, it was already too late. His shoulders had been firmly grasped by Qin Ming, and his nails were dug into his flesh.

At the same time, Qin Ming stretched out another fist and hit his head again.