Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"A new Martial Lord, I don't know how high the world is!" Wu Zun with short hair, holding a big knife, looked at Qin Ming with a green face.

"I don't think it's you who knows the height of the sky and the earth! Ignoring the rules of competition, and resorting to despicable means over and over again." Qin Ming looked at again, lying on the ground, the already dead white-shirted alchemist. Flew to the side of the corpse and waved, the magical medicine cauldron on the ground was sucked into the space ring.

"So courageous! The person who killed me, grabbed my things, dare to speak up!" Seeing Qin Ming ignoring him and packing up things there, Wu Zun with short hair was suddenly very angry.

"A murderer, people will kill him, so are you!" Qin Ming raised his head and smiled coldly.

"In that case, it seems that I am going to leave you here today." Wu Zun with short hair clasped his big sword tightly, his expression grim.

With a random wave of his broad sword, the power of heaven and earth gathered in the sword, his feet repeatedly stepped in the air, and people appeared in front of Qin Ming instantly.

"Go to hell!" The short-haired Wu Zun swept across, the speed of the sword was already invisible to the naked eye, and he saw the boundless dust on the ground, and an unparalleled momentum enveloped Qin Ming.

"Huh?" Qin Ming didn't expect that Wu Zun with short hair said that he would do it, but he didn't panic, and instead of retreating, he suddenly punched and struck towards the hilt.

"There's a kind." Wu Zun with short hair narrowed his eyes. This trick seemed simple, but it required unparalleled courage.

You should know that most ordinary people retreat when they see such a powerful and heavy knife. As long as they retreat, the rhythm will be controlled by him. At that time, he can rely on the length of the sword, plus his continuous The endless swordsmanship made this kid unable to take care of it.

No way, Wu Zun with short hair retracted and swept, took a step back, and slashed the knife diagonally.

"Looking back at the seven sword styles!"

Qin Ming only felt that the angle of the knife was extremely tricky. He couldn't retreat or enter. No matter how he moved, he would be hit by the knife.

"Damn, there isn't a glove to take advantage of. If you have one, you don't need to be so frustrated." Qin Ming's footsteps lightened, and he flew into the sky diagonally just to avoid the knife.

"Where to run." When Wu Zun with short hair saw Qin Ming avoiding, his face was happy. Since he avoided, his vigor would be weakened. He could move one after another, so that he could not take care of it.

Suddenly, the swelling momentum enveloped Qin Ming, the short-haired Wu Zun raised his sword, and slashed towards the sky with concentration. Suddenly, the sky was like water ripples, spreading towards Qin Ming.

"Not good." Qin Ming saw this move, his eyes widened, because he saw that the short-haired Wuzun was still gathering momentum. Obviously, even if this move was hardened, he couldn't get close to the short-haired Wuzun and interrupt him. Follow-up tricks.

"This warrior is good at combo moves, but each move is not powerful enough to let him connect. If a few knives are added together, I will be hit, I will definitely be seriously injured."

With a few simple moves, Qin Ming judged that Wu Zun with short hair in front of him was extremely good at combos.

This kind of warrior, if you let him use a few tricks together, the tricks of the sword will be superimposed, and the power will be doubled.

"Resist this trick first!" In an instant, Qin Ming understood that the previous trick must be broken, so that the short-haired Wu Zun's tricks could not be connected.

With the power of heaven and earth gathered in his fists, Qin Ming punched suddenly and hit the water ripples.

"Bang!" Qin Ming was repelled by the force of this trick, which made him and the short-haired Wu Zun farther away.