Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Catch it! This young Emperor Wu caught the long whip!" The warrior in Frontier City rubbed his eyes and looked at Qin Ming in disbelief.

"He is okay, he has not been poisoned to death, where is this young Martial Emperor holy?"

"So handsome, I wish I could be half as good as him."

At the moment when he grasped the evil dragon whip, all the warriors in Frontier City looked at Qin Ming incredible.

The evil son also opened his eyes when Qin Ming was holding the evil dragon whip, staring at Qin Ming in shock, cold sweat on his forehead, and his body moved back slightly.

The Holy Lord almost stared out, he didn't expect that Qin Ming's body was so strong that he could grab the evil dragon whip with his bare hands.

Moreover, the evil son's natural supernatural powers were actually cracked like this.

No, it's not right, this is not a cracking at all, this is that the innate magical powers are of no use to him.

Qin Ming was like a deep pool, and all the poison went in and disappeared.

At this moment, he felt his throat dry and his mouth felt bitter.

Qin Ming frowned slightly after grasping the evil dragon whip.

"The body is still not practiced to the extreme. If it is to the extreme, you won't feel the tingling at all."

The reason why he wanted to grab the evil dragon whip with his bare hands was to test the strength of his body, but the test results did not satisfy him.

"Is it because I used the body of the Pill God to forcefully break through the Martial Emperor?" Qin Ming guessed, "If I really cultivate to become the Martial Emperor, it is estimated that Hunyuan Gong and Raptor Absolute will temper my body to the extreme."

Thinking of this, Qin Ming let go of his mind, reduced his mind, and looked at the evil son and the holy lord.

Seeing Qin Ming's gaze coming over, the Holy Master suddenly retreated.

After being bombarded by Qin Ming several times, he was seriously injured. Now it is very difficult to resist. He knows that he is going to be planted today.

"Humph..." Qin Ming hummed softly, flicking the whip at will, and drew it toward the holy master and evil son.

"Pop!" With a whip, a blood stain was drawn on the face of the Holy Lord, and he only felt a burning pain on his face.

Qin Ming backhanded the whip again, and continued to draw it back. The long whip was soft in texture. He drew it very fast, and because the Holy Master was seriously injured and inconvenient to move, he couldn't escape at all.

After a hundred whips, the saint's body was dripping with blood.

The evil son is using his mental power to control the evil dragon whip, trying to get it back from Qin Ming.

"Return it to you!" The evil dragon whip was gradually out of control, and Qin Ming strenuously threw the evil dragon whip towards the evil son, and the evil dragon whip whizzed towards the evil son.

The evil son stretched out his hand to take the long whip, and his body suddenly stopped. He was shocked by the power in the long whip.

"These hundred whips, I killed the shadow for you, and beat them!" Qin Ming stared at the holy lord with hatred in his eyes.

Shadow Shadow has had a deep relationship with him since its establishment, and those children whose parents have died, have always regarded him as the closest person.

Their death made Qin Ming very heartbroken.

Seeing the fierce light in Qin Ming's eyes, the holy lord was fighting two battles, sweating like rain, he felt as if he was in a thousand-year-old ice, cold to his bones.

"Run..." At this moment, the Holy Master only had these two words in his mind.

"Now, it's time to avenge the shadows. I said that I will take off the heads of the two of you and pay homage to them." Qin Ming's voice was like coming from Nine Nethers, full of chill.

The holy master and the evil son were pale, they backed away crazily, trying to stay away from Qin Ming.

Qin Ming took one step in the void, and people had already appeared in front of them. His speed was not slow at first, but he became a half-step martial artist, and his speed was even faster.