Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Coupled with the slippery ice surface, he had no way to avoid it, and he would definitely be hit if he did.

This attack is completely different from the last sneak attack by Qin Ming. Now even if it is just a scratch, it will probably be seriously injured.

At Qin Ming's speed, serious injury would mean death, and he probably wouldn't even be able to admit defeat.

Block! It must be blocked!

Zhu Lechun felt fierce in his heart and began to accumulate hidden energy in his long sword. He raised his hand and struck Qin Ming's fist as fast as possible.

In an instant, all the dark energy in the long sword exploded, and its power exceeded that of the early stage of the Holy Beast Realm.

"Block it!" Zhu Lechun yelled, and the Tao on his body spurted out. He didn't think about the future, he only wanted to catch Qin Ming's attack and surrender directly.

As for using Qin Ming's pressure to achieve breakthroughs in his swordsmanship, he has no thought of it now.

As long as you can survive, if you can't survive, everything else is just a cloud.

Zhu Lechun used twelve points of strength, his forehead was covered with veins, all the Tao on his body was concentrated in the long sword, and he roared and struck with all his strength. ??

"Admit defeat!"

After using all his strength, Zhu Lechun hurriedly admitted defeat to prevent Qin Ming from attacking next, hoping that the referee next to him could help.

Of course, Qin Ming's attack was too fast and the distance was extremely close. Even if a powerful person in the divine beast realm came, it would be impossible for him to block Qin Ming's attack.

So whether he can survive depends on whether he can catch Qin Ming's attack.

When Zhu Lechun said he would admit defeat, the middle-aged referee had already taken action, and the other referees near the ring also rushed into the mist.

In the mist, Qin Ming's punch hit Zhu Lechun's sword.

The dark power revealed in the long sword made Qin Ming a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Lechun, who seemed confused before, was actually secretly accumulating strength. But could this accumulated strength be able to block his wind and fire path?

Qin Ming has strong confidence in his Fenghuo Dao. He has never encountered a warrior of the same level whose attack power is stronger than his. No one.

Although Zhu Lechun is good, An Jin is also very magical. If used well, he can exert more than ten times the powerful attack power.

But it is far inferior to Fenghuo Dao, and it is still Fenghuo Dao that he has spent a lot of time and effort on.

Powerful power spurted out without any surprise, and Zhu Lechun's long sword was suppressed in an instant.

What Qin Ming didn't expect was that Zhu Lechun's sword did not collapse at the first touch as he expected, but actually resisted for a while.

"The strength has weakened a lot." The long sword was knocked away. Qin Ming looked at his fist that was imprinted on Zhu Lechun's chest, and knew in his heart that Zhu Lechun might not die!

With the powerful force, the long sword was knocked away after a slight resistance. Then Qin Ming's fist hit Zhu Lechun's chest, and Zhu Lechun flew backwards.

Qin Ming did not continue to attack, firstly because he did not have much grudge against Zhu Lechun, and secondly because the referee had already arrived and was standing between him and Zhu Lechun, looking at Zhu Lechun's injuries.

The fog dissipated, and the warriors in the audience could finally see clearly the battle situation on the stage.

Qin Ming was only seen panting violently. It seemed that he had exhausted a lot of energy, but his whole body was safe and sound. Zhu Lechun did not seem to have caused any harm to him.

Zhu Lechun had already fallen to the ground. There was a lot of blood flowing on the ground. You could clearly see a big hole in Zhu Lechun's chest, and the internal organs inside must have been damaged. Coupled with the slippery ice surface, he had no way to avoid it, and he would definitely be hit if he did.

This attack is completely different from the last sneak attack by Qin Ming. Now even if it is just a scratch, it will probably be seriously injured.

At Qin Ming's speed, serious injury would mean death, and he probably wouldn't even be able to admit defeat.

Block! It must be blocked! .??.

Zhu Lechun felt fierce in his heart and began to accumulate hidden energy in his long sword. He raised his hand and struck Qin Ming's fist as fast as possible.

In an instant, all the dark energy in the long sword exploded, and its power exceeded that of the early stage of the Holy Beast Realm.

"Block it!" Zhu Lechun yelled, and the Tao on his body spurted out. He didn't think about the future, he just wanted to catch Qin Ming's attack and surrender directly.

As for using Qin Ming's pressure to achieve breakthroughs in his swordsmanship, he has no thought of it now.

As long as you can survive, if you can't survive, everything else is just a cloud.

Zhu Lechun used twelve points of strength, his forehead was covered with veins, all the Tao on his body was concentrated in the long sword, and he roared and struck with all his strength.

"Admit defeat!"

After using all his strength, Zhu Lechun hurriedly admitted defeat to prevent Qin Ming from attacking next, hoping that the referee next to him could help.

Of course, Qin Ming's attack was too fast and the distance was extremely close. Even if a powerful person in the divine beast realm came, it would be impossible for him to block Qin Ming's attack.

So whether he can survive depends on whether he can catch Qin Ming's attack.

When Zhu Lechun said he would admit defeat, the middle-aged referee had already taken action, and the other referees near the ring also rushed into the mist.

In the mist, Qin Ming's punch hit Zhu Lechun's sword.

The dark power revealed in the long sword made Qin Ming a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Lechun, who seemed confused before, was actually secretly accumulating strength. But could this accumulated strength be able to block his wind and fire path?

Qin Ming has strong confidence in his Fenghuo Dao. He has never encountered a warrior of the same level whose attack power is stronger than his. No one.

Although Zhu Lechun is good, An Jin is also very magical. If used well, he can exert more than ten times the powerful attack power.

But it is far inferior to Fenghuo Dao, and it is still Fenghuo Dao that he has spent a lot of time and effort on.

Powerful power spurted out without any surprise, and Zhu Lechun's long sword was suppressed in an instant.

What Qin Ming didn't expect was that Zhu Lechun's sword did not collapse at the first touch as he expected, but actually resisted for a while.

"The strength has weakened a lot." The long sword was knocked away. Qin Ming looked at his fist that was imprinted on Zhu Lechun's chest, and knew in his heart that Zhu Lechun might not die!

With the powerful force, the long sword was knocked away after a slight resistance. Then Qin Ming's fist hit Zhu Lechun's chest, and Zhu Lechun flew backwards.

Qin Ming did not continue to attack, firstly because he did not have much grudge against Zhu Lechun, and secondly because the referee had already arrived and was standing between him and Zhu Lechun, looking at Zhu Lechun's injuries.

The fog dissipated, and the warriors in the audience could finally see clearly the battle situation on the stage.

Qin Ming was only seen panting violently. It seemed that he had exhausted a lot of energy, but his whole body was safe and sound. Zhu Lechun did not seem to have caused any harm to him.

Zhu Lechun had already fallen to the ground. There was a lot of blood flowing on the ground. You could clearly see a big hole in Zhu Lechun's chest, and the internal organs inside must have been damaged.