Alchemy & Martial Supreme

A ray of light flashed, and it seemed like a long time, and it seemed like a moment passed. Qin Ming felt that the entire space around him became clear. He saw the proud smile on the corner of the black-clothed Martial King's mouth, and saw the fierce sword thrust by the black-clothed Martial King.

Without any hesitation, Qin Ming tried his best to avoid the vital points and challenged the direction of his fist according to the direction in his mind.

"Boom, scoff!" A violent sound and a crisp sound came out. Qin Ming punched the man in black in the chest. As Qin Ming expected, the fist passed through the body.

The long sword of the man in black also pierced Qin Ming's chest, and Qin Ming spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"How is it possible?" King Wu in black looked at the fist on his chest and Qin Ming's closed eyes, "How could you see that?"

It turned out that King Wu in black had just guessed that Qin Ming would attack with all his strength, and tried hard to adjust his position, hoping that Qin Ming's attack would fail.

For this reason, he ignored the injury to his shoulder and twisted his entire shoulder, just for this fatal blow. Unexpectedly, Qin Ming also changed the position of attack along with his changes.

Moreover, his long sword obviously did not stab Qin Ming's heart and failed to kill him with one blow.

"Do you think my long sword can be so simple? My long sword is..." The black-clothed Martial King forced himself to hold on, "My long sword contains poison, and you will definitely die."

"Demon, the supreme demon..." The man in black shouted twice, tilted his head, and died.

"Ahem..." Qin Ming sat down on the ground, looking at the sword on his chest with a wry smile on his face.

"ah!"

Holding back the severe pain, Qin Ming suddenly drew out his sword and circulated his spiritual energy to stop the blood spurting out. He then took out a jade bottle and poured out a pill for him to swallow and heal his wounds on the spot.

…

Three days later, the entire Huayu Sect was worried.

It has been three days and the sect master has not returned yet.

Jue Wuya has searched for it more than once, but King Wu's speed is beyond his comparison. Qin Ming and King Wu in black have disappeared. No matter how he searches, Jue Wuya can't find him.

.

Although he was worried about the safety of these disciples, Jue Wuya had already issued an order not to allow them to search. However, these disciples were worried about the safety of the sect leader and went out to search for him more than once, but they could not stop him at all.

Especially Yang Shu, who was outside for three days and never came back.

"Qin Ming, if something happens to you, I will definitely help you protect the Qin family and let the Qin family be the overlord of Chenyang City in peace and contentment." Jue Wuya stroked the long sword and secretly swore in his heart.

Jue Wuya knew how powerful King Wu was. If he were to fight King Wu, Jue Wuya knew that he would definitely not be able to withstand three moves.

After all, Qin Ming became Martial King because of his god-level talent, and he had just become Martial King. Jue Wuya was worried that Qin Ming would not be able to adapt to Martial King's abilities or fight.

"The sect master is back. The sect master is back!" Several disciples shouted loudly, and the entire Huayu Sect was like ice water poured into a high-temperature oil pan, instantly emitting deafening cheers.

The cheers got louder and louder one after another.

I saw a young man striding towards Juewuya with the support of everyone.

"Qin Ming." Jue Wuya smiled and punched Qin Ming, "Why did it take so long to come back?"

"There's nothing I can do about it. The black-clothed Martial King has too many belongings. It took me a long time to sort them out." Qin Ming shrugged and said helplessly.

"Haha..." Of course Jue Wuya knew that this was a joke told by Qin Ming. No matter how much property the black-clothed Martial King had, Qin Ming could tell with just a glance. From Qin Ming's point of view, he would only care about precious treasures, whatever. How could it be possible to carefully count the belongings!

Qin Ming glanced at the group of excited disciples, and each of them raised their chests and looked up at him.

"Yes, you performed very well this time. However, this is not enough. You have also seen the strength of Elder Jue today, and you should have a rough understanding of Wu Ling's strength.

You still need to work harder to advance to the martial arts level. Don’t slack off. There are still many challenges waiting for us in the future. "

"Yes! Sect Master." Everyone said in unison, with smiles in their eyes. A ray of light flashed, and it seemed like a long time, and it seemed like a moment passed. Qin Ming felt that the entire space around him became clear. He saw the proud smile on the corner of the black-clothed Martial King's mouth, and saw the fierce sword thrust by the black-clothed Martial King.

Without any hesitation, Qin Ming tried his best to avoid the vital points and challenged the direction of his fist according to the direction in his mind.

"Boom, scoff!" A violent sound and a crisp sound came out. Qin Ming punched the man in black in the chest. As Qin Ming expected, the fist passed through the body.

The long sword of the man in black also pierced Qin Ming's chest, and Qin Ming spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"How is it possible?" King Wu in black looked at the fist on his chest and Qin Ming's closed eyes, "How could you see that?"

It turned out that King Wu in black had just guessed that Qin Ming would attack with all his strength, and tried hard to adjust his position, hoping that Qin Ming's attack would fail.

For this reason, he ignored the injury to his shoulder and twisted his entire shoulder, just for this fatal blow. Unexpectedly, Qin Ming also changed the position of attack along with his changes.

Moreover, his long sword obviously did not stab Qin Ming's heart and failed to kill him with one blow.

"Do you think my long sword can be so simple? My long sword is..." The black-clothed Martial King forced himself to hold on, "My long sword contains poison, and you will definitely die."

"Demon, the supreme demon..." The man in black shouted twice, tilted his head, and died.

"Ahem..." Qin Ming sat down on the ground, looking at the sword on his chest with a wry smile on his face.

"ah!"

Holding back the severe pain, Qin Ming suddenly drew out his sword and circulated his spiritual energy to stop the blood spurting out. He then took out a jade bottle and poured out a pill for him to swallow and heal his wounds on the spot.

…

Three days later, the entire Huayu Sect was worried.

It has been three days and the sect master has not returned yet.

Jue Wuya has searched for it more than once, but King Wu's speed is beyond his comparison. Qin Ming and King Wu in black have disappeared. No matter how he searches, Jue Wuya can't find him.

.

Although he was worried about the safety of these disciples, Jue Wuya had already issued an order not to allow them to search. However, these disciples were worried about the safety of the sect leader and went out to search for him more than once, but they could not stop him at all.

Especially Yang Shu, who was outside for three days and never came back.

"Qin Ming, if something happens to you, I will definitely help you protect the Qin family and let the Qin family be the overlord of Chenyang City in peace and contentment." Jue Wuya stroked the long sword and secretly swore in his heart.

Jue Wuya knew how powerful King Wu was. If he were to fight King Wu, Jue Wuya knew that he would definitely not be able to withstand three moves.

After all, Qin Ming became Martial King because of his god-level talent, and he had just become Martial King. Jue Wuya was worried that Qin Ming would not be able to adapt to Martial King's abilities or fight.

"The sect master is back. The sect master is back!" Several disciples shouted loudly, and the entire Huayu Sect was like ice water poured into a high-temperature oil pan, instantly emitting deafening cheers.

The cheers got louder and louder one after another.

I saw a young man striding towards Juewuya with the support of everyone.

"Qin Ming." Jue Wuya smiled and punched Qin Ming, "Why did it take so long to come back?"

"There's nothing I can do about it. The black-clothed Martial King has too many belongings. It took me a long time to sort them out." Qin Ming shrugged and said helplessly.

"Haha..." Of course Jue Wuya knew that this was a joke told by Qin Ming. No matter how much property the black-clothed Martial King had, Qin Ming could tell with just a glance. From Qin Ming's point of view, he would only care about precious treasures, whatever. How could it be possible to carefully count the belongings!

Qin Ming glanced at the group of excited disciples, and each of them raised their chests and looked up at him.

"Yes, you performed very well this time. However, this is not enough. You have also seen the strength of Elder Jue today, and you should have a rough understanding of Wu Ling's strength.

You still need to work harder to advance to the martial arts level. Don’t slack off. There are still many challenges waiting for us in the future. "

"Yes! Sect Master." Everyone said in unison, with smiles in their eyes.