Alchemy & Martial Supreme

The people of Tie Luomen didn't expect that not only was Qin Ming not in the passage, but their actions were all in his eyes, waiting for the people of Tie Luomen to send him to the door.

"Is it finally out? It's really hard for me to do it inside. After all, there is only one passage. If you block the passage, then I won't be dead."

Qin Ming sneered in his heart when the warrior of Tie Luomen came out.

Among the warriors of Tie Luomen, Jue Xin was still as always afraid of death, hiding among them. And the black short-sleeved warrior walked in the front, watching from left to right, guarding Qin Ming's sneak attack at any time.

"The seventh brother ran away, why hasn't he returned?" The black short-sleeved warrior asked at the burly warrior, and at the same time, seeing the corpse on the ground, his heart was full of anger.

Since the assassin appeared, Tie Luomen has been suffocated everywhere, and he hasn't hurt the opponent at all. He has also killed two Martial Kings and ran away.

The burly warrior hesitated: "The seventh brother may come back later, or should we go find him?"

Only when you really fight the assassin can you know the assassin's terrible, the horror of ignoring everything and blasting everything to death, deeply reflected in your heart.

"What are you looking for?" The black short-sleeved warrior said angrily, "This kind of waste, staying here is also a burden."

The King Wu, who didn't even dare to fight, was just like the trash of Jue Xin. A King Wu who changed his job to fight, but didn't dare to fight, what did he get back for?

Moreover, the secret realm is so big, who knows where the waste went and how to find it?

"Yes, yes." All the Iron Luomen warriors were silent.

Seeing the appearance of the people, the black-robed warrior became even more angry and said: "Wait for me to go to the front, stay away from you, and lure the assassin out. Look at your talents, isn't it a warrior who understands the power? All of you are so scared."

In fact, he also knew that the assassin just now was far from being as simple as comprehending momentum, and comprehending momentum just couldn't retreat, and facing the enemy head-on, in fact, momentum has little effect at all.

However, the assassin's power is very powerful, even reaching the level of inhumanity. Their many martial kings can't even stand a punch from the assassin. They just scratch it and die if they touch it.

"Did you finish packing up? Go away when you finish packing up." The black short-sleeved warrior shouted loudly. The reason why he yelled at everyone was to give himself and everyone an air, so that everyone thought he was not afraid of the assassin at all.

If they lose even a little fighting spirit, he doesn't know what will happen to this group of people?

The most likely to be a rush.

The black short-sleeved warrior walked in the forefront, followed by eight martial kings, among which Dexin was surrounded in the center.

"This assassin is too shrewd. It feels like he is watching himself and waiting for others around him, ready to hit himself at any time." The black short-sleeved warrior has been paying attention to his surroundings, his back is wet with sweat, but He didn't feel it at all.

It just faintly felt that someone was watching him and others around, although it was not dark, it gave him a gloomy feeling.

He regretted walking in the forefront now, and couldn't help but stop, planning to get closer to the large army.

"Good opportunity." Qin Ming, who had been observing in secret, flashed his eyes and appeared behind the black short-sleeved warrior.

It turned out that he had been in front of the black short-sleeved warrior and the others, just waiting for them to relax their vigilance, but the black short-sleeved warrior turned around and wanted to rendezvous with the large group, so that Qin Ming saw an opportunity.

As long as the black short-sleeved warrior dies, they will not have a leader. In this way, the remaining warriors will never stay to protect the despair.