Alchemy & Martial Supreme

The powerful counter-shock force was transmitted to Ghost Sword, causing pain everywhere.

At this moment, Qin Ming's fist appeared in front of him again.

The power of this move was far inferior to the previous attack, but Guidao's current physical condition made it extremely difficult to even raise his hand, and he was unable to block Qin Ming's attack, let alone dodge it.

Even if the power is not as powerful as before, if it hits him, it will be easy to kill him.

"I surrender!" Ghost Sword shouted without any hesitation.

After shouting these words in a hurry, Ghost Sword seemed to have lost all power and collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

Qin Ming's previous attack and the counter-shock had already seriously injured him. Without anyone's help, it would take at least a quarter of an hour to resume action.

Give up.

Ghost Sword just gave up, surprising many warriors who didn't know the truth.

But what surprised them even more was that Qin Ming did not give up because of Gui Dao's surrender, but continued to charge forward.

"Stop!" A voice suddenly sounded, Que Yang flew out from the crowd and shouted to stop.

Qin Ming raised his eyelids, and when he saw Que Yang's murderous eyes, a smile suddenly appeared on his lips. Not only did he not stop as Que Yang said, but he even worked harder.

"Bang..." The fist hit Guidao's body, and a lot of blood flowed from his mouth. Guidao looked at Qin Ming with a pair of dead fish eyes, and then looked at Queyang under the ring, with eyes closed.

Before dying, Guidao's eyes were full of disbelief.

Que Yang clearly told Qin Ming to stop, why did he dare to kill him.

Isn't Qin Ming afraid of Que Yang?

Qin Ming is really not afraid of Que Yang. After he killed the Ghost Sword, he saw

Guang looked at Que Yang steadily.

"Okay, okay!" Looking at the dead Ghost Sword, Que Yang was trembling with anger. Qin Ming actually dared to continue attacking the Ghost Sword after he shouted to stop. It was really unreasonable.

This doesn't take him seriously.

Queyang's heart bleeds when he thinks that he will hand over the Queyang tribe to the Yuan family and become a servant of the Haoyuan Chamber of Commerce. There will be more warriors who don't care about him.

New grudges coupled with old grudges made Queyang hate Qin Ming deeply.

He pulled out the long sword from his waist, his body filled with rage.

Seeing this scene, Qin Ming's face showed a sneer, "What? Sir Queyang also wants to participate in the competition? Or is it because his conspiracy was discovered and he became angry and planned to kill me personally?"

"I, Qin Ming, have always been cautious in my actions and never offended anyone. I don't know where I offended you?"

"Oh! I understand. Maybe I accidentally won the life-and-death duel with Yuan Long, which caused you to lose a lot of black stones, so you vented your anger on me."

"It's just...if I lose the fight on purpose, wouldn't it mean that most ordinary warriors would lose their entire fortune?"

Hearing Qin Ming's sarcasm, Que Yang's lungs were about to burst with anger.

But the warriors at the scene cheered and pointed at Que Yang, full of accusations.

"What else would the dignified leader of the Queyang Tribe do besides plotting against us ordinary warriors with no powerful backing?"

"Hmph... When I joined the Queyang tribe, I had already handed over the black stone. All tribes and cities will assume the responsibility of protecting the warriors after they hand over the black stone. And what about Queyang? Not only did he not protect us, but he allowed Yuan Long to do whatever he wanted. Killing, and even planning to personally deal with the warriors who handed over the black stone, what is the meaning of the existence of such a tribe?" The powerful counterattack force was transmitted to Ghost Sword, and it hurt everywhere.

At this moment, Qin Ming's fist appeared in front of him again.

The power of this move was far inferior to the previous attack, but Guidao's current physical condition made it extremely difficult to even raise his hand, and he was unable to block Qin Ming's attack, let alone dodge it.

Even if the power is not as powerful as before, if it hits him, it will be easy to kill him.

"I surrender!" Ghost Sword shouted without any hesitation.

After shouting these words in a hurry, Ghost Sword seemed to have lost all power and collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

Qin Ming's previous attack and the counter-shock had already seriously injured him. Without anyone's help, it would take at least a quarter of an hour to resume action.

Give up.

Ghost Sword just gave up, surprising many warriors who didn't know the truth.

But what surprised them even more was that Qin Ming did not give up because of Gui Dao's surrender, but continued to charge forward.

"Stop!" A voice suddenly sounded, Que Yang flew out from the crowd and shouted to stop.

Qin Ming raised his eyelids, and when he saw Que Yang's murderous eyes, a smile suddenly appeared on his lips. Not only did he not stop as Que Yang said, but he even worked harder.

"Bang..." The fist hit Guidao's body, and a lot of blood flowed from his mouth. Guidao looked at Qin Ming with a pair of dead fish eyes, and then looked at Queyang under the ring, with eyes closed.

Before dying, Guidao's eyes were full of disbelief.

Que Yang clearly told Qin Ming to stop, why did he dare to kill him.

Isn't Qin Ming afraid of Que Yang?

Qin Ming is really not afraid of Que Yang. After he killed the Ghost Sword, he saw

Guang looked at Que Yang steadily.

"Okay, okay!" Looking at the already dead Ghost Sword, Que Yang shivered with anger. Qin Ming actually dared to continue attacking the Ghost Sword after he shouted to stop. It was really unreasonable.

This doesn't take him seriously.

Queyang's heart bleeds when he thinks that he will hand over the Queyang tribe to the Yuan family and become a servant of the Haoyuan Chamber of Commerce. There will be more warriors who don't care about him.

New grudges coupled with old grudges made Queyang hate Qin Ming deeply.

He pulled out the long sword from his waist, his body filled with rage.

Seeing this scene, Qin Ming's face showed a sneer, "What? Sir Queyang also wants to participate in the competition? Or is it because his conspiracy was discovered and he became angry and planned to kill me personally?"

"I, Qin Ming, have always been cautious in my actions and never offended anyone. I don't know where I offended you?"

"Oh! I understand. Maybe I accidentally won the life-and-death duel with Yuan Long, which caused you to lose a lot of black stones, so you vented your anger on me."

"It's just...if I lose the fight on purpose, wouldn't it mean that most ordinary warriors would lose their entire fortune?"

Hearing Qin Ming's sarcasm, Que Yang's lungs were about to burst with anger.

But the warriors at the scene cheered and pointed at Que Yang, full of accusations.

"What else would the dignified leader of the Queyang Tribe do besides plotting against us ordinary warriors with no powerful backing?"

"Hmph... When I joined the Queyang tribe, I had already handed over the black stone. All tribes and cities will assume the responsibility of protecting the warriors after they hand over the black stone. And what about Queyang? Not only did he not protect us, but he allowed Yuan Long to do whatever he wanted. Killing, and even planning to personally deal with the warrior who handed over the black stone, what is the meaning of the existence of such a tribe?"