Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Slow, too slow.

Facing the continuous attacks from sword-wielding warriors, Qin Ming dodged them one by one.

To be honest, the Tao Yun on the sword-wielding warrior's sword was pretty good. When it hit him, a powerful force was transmitted from the sword to him, causing him to be slightly injured internally.

But that's all. Other attacks are much weaker than ordinary late-stage True Dragon Realm warriors.

In addition, the opponent seemed to have fought with Qi Qi and Qi Yi before attacking him, and his physical strength was not particularly sufficient, so he was a little tired and weak when attacking him.

Qin Ming's delayed attack failed, and sweat gradually formed on the face of the sword-wielding warrior.

It's not tired, it's stressful.

His speed was unexpectedly inferior to that of the young man in front of him. It seemed that his strength, speed, and even combat experience were completely suppressed by the young man in front of him.

It was as if he was a warrior in the middle stage of the True Dragon Realm, and the young man in front of him was a strong person in the late stage of the True Dragon Realm.

"Kill." Seeing the sword-wielding warrior's face start to panic, Qin Ming shook his head and completely gave up the idea of ​​continuing to test his strength. He raised his fist high, with the powerful wind and fire energy condensed on it, and directed it at the sword-wielding warrior. The warrior leads him away from his chest.

This punch was not fast, but the target was extremely clear, and the angle was tricky. The timing of the attack was also very clever, just when the sword-wielding warrior's center of gravity was unstable, making him unable to dodge.

Facing Qin Ming's attack, the sword-wielding warrior had only two choices, either to withdraw the long sword in his hand to resist.

Either ignore Qin Ming's attack and thrust out this sword.

Qin Ming is attacking him and there should be no way to dodge. If he chooses not to put away his sword to resist, this sword should be a sure hit.

But the sword-wielding warrior felt the rich Taoist charm of Qin Ming's punch and the inexplicable beating in his heart. The sword-wielding warrior finally chose to take back the long sword in his hand and resist with all his strength.

He has now clearly realized that he is no match for this young man.

He had already planned to turn around and run after blocking the attack.

He would notify his companions when he was escaping. Whether the two companions could react immediately was none of his business.

He was afraid.

Got timid.

No matter how much wealth or enlightenment stones the young man in front of him has, he doesn't intend to take them anymore. He just wants to escape for his life first.

Qin Ming's attack hit the long sword that the sword warrior placed on his chest impartially.

I originally thought that I only needed to take half a step back to remove the force from Qin Ming's fist.

But it was completely different from what he expected. The attack of this punch was several times stronger than the previous one.

"Bang..." The sword-wielding warrior kept stepping back. Every time he took a step back, a deep footprint was stepped on the stone on the ground, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from his mouth.

One step at a time, a mouthful of blood, and a long blood mark on the ground.

By the time his body stopped retreating, he was seriously injured and unable to move.

Qin Ming did not stop because of this. He tapped the ground with his toes, raised his fist, and once again attacked the sword-wielding warrior's chest.

The sword-wielding warrior's eyes widened, and he wanted to block Qin Ming's punch.

But just as he resisted, his arm was broken due to the strong force of the counter-shock.

The reason why he is still holding the long sword now is entirely because the hilt has been imprinted into his flesh and blood, so it has not fallen off.

It's over.

Seeing the fist getting closer and closer, the sword-wielding warrior could only watch helplessly as he punched his chest.

With one punch, the sword-wielding warrior had a big hole in his chest and died completely. Slow, too slow.

Facing the continuous attacks from sword-wielding warriors, Qin Ming dodged them one by one.

To be honest, the Tao Yun on the sword-wielding warrior's sword was pretty good. When it hit him, a powerful force was transmitted from the sword to him, causing him to be slightly injured internally.

But that's all. Other attacks are much weaker than ordinary late-stage True Dragon Realm warriors.

In addition, the opponent seemed to have fought with Qi Qi and Qi Yi before attacking him, and his physical strength was not particularly sufficient, so he was a little tired and weak when attacking him.

Qin Ming's delayed attack failed, and sweat gradually formed on the face of the sword-wielding warrior.

It's not tired, it's stressful.

His speed was unexpectedly inferior to that of the young man in front of him. It seemed that his strength, speed, and even combat experience were completely suppressed by the young man in front of him.

It was as if he was a warrior in the middle stage of the True Dragon Realm, and the young man in front of him was a strong person in the late stage of the True Dragon Realm.

"Kill." Seeing the sword-wielding warrior's face start to panic, Qin Ming shook his head and completely gave up the idea of ​​continuing to test his strength. He raised his fist high, with the powerful wind and fire energy condensed on it, and directed it at the sword-wielding warrior. The warrior leads him away from his chest.

This punch was not fast, but the target was extremely clear, and the angle was tricky. The timing of the attack was also very clever, just when the sword-wielding warrior's center of gravity was unstable, making him unable to dodge.

Facing Qin Ming's attack, the sword-wielding warrior had only two choices, either to withdraw the long sword in his hand to resist.

Either ignore Qin Ming's attack and thrust out this sword.

Qin Ming is attacking him and there should be no way to dodge. If he chooses not to put away his sword to resist, this sword should be a sure hit.

But the sword-wielding warrior felt the rich Taoist charm of Qin Ming's punch and the inexplicable beating in his heart. The sword-wielding warrior finally chose to take back the long sword in his hand and resist with all his strength.

He has now clearly realized that he is no match for this young man.

He had already planned to turn around and run after blocking the attack.

He would notify his companions when he was escaping. Whether the two companions could react immediately was none of his business.

He was afraid.

Got timid.

No matter how much wealth or enlightenment stones the young man in front of him has, he doesn't intend to take them anymore. He just wants to escape for his life first.

Qin Ming's attack hit the long sword that the sword warrior placed on his chest impartially.

I originally thought that I only needed to take half a step back to remove the force from Qin Ming's fist.

But it was completely different from what he expected. The attack of this punch was several times stronger than the previous one.

"Bang..." The sword-wielding warrior kept stepping back. Every time he took a step back, a deep footprint was stepped on the stone on the ground, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from his mouth.

One step at a time, a mouthful of blood, and a long blood mark on the ground.

By the time his body stopped retreating, he was seriously injured and unable to move.

Qin Ming did not stop because of this. He tapped the ground with his toes, raised his fist, and once again attacked the sword-wielding warrior's chest.

The sword-wielding warrior's eyes widened, and he wanted to block Qin Ming's punch.

But just as he resisted, his arm was broken due to the strong force of the counter-shock.

The reason why he is still holding the long sword now is entirely because the hilt has been imprinted into his flesh and blood, so it has not fallen off.

It's over.

Seeing the fist getting closer and closer, the sword-wielding warrior could only watch helplessly as he punched his chest.

With one punch, the sword-wielding warrior had a big hole in his chest and died completely.