Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Chasing!" The two elders chased in the direction of the figure, and shouted at the same time, "Catch the thief! Someone has stolen Qixin grass and catch the thief!"

These two elders used spiritual energy to speak, and suddenly the entire cave was filled with their voices.

Qin Ming was anxious, but he couldn't be blocked here. If he was blocked here, there would be no way to go.

Fortunately, Qin Ming was lucky, until the exit, he didn't meet anyone.

call! Qin Ming let out a sigh of relief and rushed out of the exit quickly.

"Who?" An elder of Qi Xinzong shouted loudly when he saw Qin Ming coming out of the cave.

Of course Qin Ming would not pay attention to him, and rushed away.

"Grab him, he stole the Qixin Grass!" The two elders came out of the cave and shouted when they saw Qin Ming.

Suddenly, all the elders present stared at Qin Ming and chased Qin Ming.

"Where to run!"

"Hold the person in front of you and contribute 500,000!"

Several elders shouted.

Suddenly, the Qi Xin Sect disciples on the entire battlefield did not chase the defeated Zhengqi Sect and Hehuan Sect disciples. They all chased and killed Qin Ming.

Looking at the people standing in front of him, Qin Ming's expression became cold, and he rushed over regardless.

"He is dead, as long as the use of people to drag him, he is finished, the elders are behind!"

"Block! Block!"

Qi Xinzong disciple shouted loudly.

"Those who stand against me die!" Qin Ming said coldly, without looking at the swords, guns and clubs in front of him, and he ran straight.

"Puff!" The crowd blocking him was directly hit by him, and Qin Ming continued to run wildly into the distance.

How is it possible, is this person's body made of iron?

Why did those weapons have no effect on him?

The elders were shocked when they saw the disciples being knocked into the air, thinking of the preciousness of the Qixin grass, they continued to chase.

After being blocked by these disciples, the elders got closer.

However, now there is no Qixinzong disciple in front of Qin Ming. Suddenly, the sky is high and the birds fly, and Qin Ming ran towards the mountain.

What Qin Ming was most worried about was King Wu chasing him, especially that King Wu covered by the black mist. Fortunately, they didn't know that they were injured in the previous battle.

Still not here, in short, there has been no King Wu chasing him down.

Qin Ming is fast in Wu Ling, but the elders of Qixin Sect are not friendly, and the speed of two elders is also fast.

No matter how Qin Ming ran, he couldn't leave them behind.

"The mountain is here!" Qin Ming smiled coldly and ran toward the mountain.

Since these two elders were still chasing him, Qin Ming planned to send them off.

Seeing Qin Ming running up the mountain, the two Qixinzong elders did not hesitate to catch up.

With a narrow vision here, Qin Ming found a corner and sneaked around behind the two elders.

"Where are the people? I was here just now, why are they missing now?"

"I just entered from here, maybe in front."

The two elders turned around a stone wall and suddenly lost Qin Ming's figure and began to guess.

"Be careful!" One of the elders looked up, and saw Qin Ming rushing down from the stone wall, suddenly shouting.

How could Qin Ming's deliberate blow make him return without success.

When the elder found Qin Ming had come, it was already too late, and Qin Ming's fist was about to hit the short elder next to him.

The short elder knew he couldn't hide, and immediately reached out to stop him.

Qin Ming smiled coldly, added a little more force, and blasted at the short elder.