Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Haha... I want to run, do you think you can stop me?" Looking at Qin Ming's angry look, the middle-aged man said with a proud smile.

He had taken the eighth-grade elixir, which completely concealed his aura. If you just found a place and found him, it would be extremely difficult to find him.

"Really?" A voice suddenly came from behind him, and the middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, because he had sensed that there were six Martial Lords coming.

Seven people besieged him alone. Even if he took the elixir, there was no guarantee that he would be able to escape.

"No, we can't sit still and wait for death. We must disappear in front of them before they surround us." The middle-aged man made up his mind in an instant, and with a little step, he rushed out of the city like a phantom.

There is a forest near Qianyang City. Hiding in the forest, no matter how many Martial Lords there are, they can never find him.

Standing there, Qin Ming looked at the running middle-aged man calmly. After he left for a while, he flew after him.

"They probably can't find me!" Hiding under a big tree, with some dead branches and leaves on his head, the middle-aged man quickly held his breath as he felt the approaching Wu Zun's aura.

Qin Ming flew to the big tree and surrounded the middle-aged man with other martial arts masters.

"It's true that you actually buried yourself. Hmm... This is indeed a good idea, so that we don't have to dig a hole for you later." Sensing the middle-aged man hiding in the hole, Qin Ming smiled slightly.

After hearing Qin Ming's words, and especially feeling that the auras of the seven Martial Lords were surrounding him, the middle-aged man's face turned bitter, his legs were trembling, and he prayed that Qin Ming's group was just deceiving him.

"Since you want to stay in the pit, then I will fulfill your wish." Qin Ming raised his fist and sneered, the spiritual energy in his fist boiled, and the power of heaven and earth swarmed around him.

"Ferocious Dragon Jue!" Qin Ming stepped slightly, appeared above the pothole, and punched the pothole.

"Bang." A big knife stretched out from the pit and blocked Qin Ming's fist. The two made a harsh collision sound.

Qin Ming took a step back, touched the golden gloves on his hands, and nodded secretly.

The broadsword was blown away by Qin Ming, and the middle-aged man retreated continuously. Just as he stopped, a silver long sword slashed towards his neck.

At some point, Xia Kun appeared behind him, holding a silver sword in his hand.

"It's over." A thought flashed through the middle-aged man's mind, and then he fell into darkness forever.

"Let's go and find other Martial Lords." Qin Ming said calmly as he glanced at the young man's body.

"It's so cool. This is the most exciting time I've ever killed." Xia Kun laughed, put away the space ring on the middle-aged man, and said.

Everyone laughed, as if they had seen the fall of the Qian Dynasty.

In this way, Qin Ming and many Martial Lords found the Martial Lords of the Qian Dynasty one by one and killed them one by one.

"Another one, and finally there is only one left." Qin Ming glanced disdainfully at the Qian Dynasty Martial Lord who fell to the ground and said lightly.

This Martial Lord actually knelt down and begged for mercy when he knew he was going to die. It was really embarrassing for the Martial Lord.

Xia Kun was also very disdainful of this Martial Lord. He kicked his body and took off the space ring on his body.

"There's only one left. Kill her and this battle will be over." Looking at the sunset on the horizon, Qin Ming touched his fist and said calmly.

"The last Martial Lord, I just got the news that she has returned to Jun Dynasty. It seems that she is in Juncheng. What she is doing specifically, our people can't find out." The Yang family Martial Lord took a step forward and said. "Haha... I want to run, do you think you can stop me?" Looking at Qin Ming's angry look, the middle-aged man said with a proud smile.

He had taken the eighth-grade elixir, which completely concealed his aura. If you just found a place and found him, it would be extremely difficult to find him.

"Really?" A voice suddenly came from behind him, and the middle-aged man's expression changed drastically, because he had sensed that there were six Martial Lords coming.

Seven people besieged him alone. Even if he took the elixir, there was no guarantee that he would be able to escape.

"No, we can't sit still and wait for death. We must disappear in front of them before they surround us." The middle-aged man made up his mind in an instant, and with a little step, he rushed out of the city like a phantom.

There is a forest near Qianyang City. Hiding in the forest, no matter how many Martial Lords there are, they can never find him.

Standing there, Qin Ming looked at the running middle-aged man calmly. After he left for a while, he flew after him.

"They probably can't find me!" Hiding under a big tree, with some dead branches and leaves on his head, the middle-aged man quickly held his breath as he felt the approaching Wu Zun's aura.

Qin Ming flew to the big tree and surrounded the middle-aged man with other martial arts masters.

"It's true that you actually buried yourself. Hmm... This is indeed a good idea, so that we don't have to dig a hole for you later." Sensing the middle-aged man hiding in the hole, Qin Ming smiled slightly.

After hearing Qin Ming's words, and especially feeling that the auras of the seven Martial Lords were surrounding him, the middle-aged man's face turned bitter, his legs were trembling, and he prayed that Qin Ming's group was just deceiving him.

"Since you want to stay in the pit, then I will fulfill your wish." Qin Ming raised his fist and sneered, the spiritual energy in his fist boiled, and the power of heaven and earth swarmed around him.

"Ferocious Dragon Jue!" Qin Ming stepped slightly, appeared above the pothole, and punched the pothole.

"Bang." A big knife stretched out from the pit and blocked Qin Ming's fist. The two made a harsh collision sound.

Qin Ming took a step back, touched the golden gloves on his hands, and nodded secretly.

The broadsword was blown away by Qin Ming, and the middle-aged man retreated continuously. Just as he stopped, a silver long sword slashed towards his neck.

At some point, Xia Kun appeared behind him, holding a silver sword in his hand.

"It's over." A thought flashed through the middle-aged man's mind, and then he fell into darkness forever.

"Let's go and find other Martial Lords." Qin Ming said calmly as he glanced at the young man's body.

"It's so cool. This is the most exciting time I've ever killed." Xia Kun laughed, put away the space ring on the middle-aged man, and said.

Everyone laughed, as if they had seen the fall of the Qian Dynasty.

In this way, Qin Ming and many Martial Lords found the Martial Lords of the Qian Dynasty one by one and killed them one by one.

"Another one, and finally there is only one left." Qin Ming glanced disdainfully at the Qian Dynasty Martial Lord who fell to the ground and said lightly.

This Martial Lord actually knelt down and begged for mercy when he knew he was going to die. It was really embarrassing for the Martial Lord.

Xia Kun was also very disdainful of this Martial Lord. He kicked his body and took off the space ring on his body.

"There's only one left. Kill her and this battle will be over." Looking at the sunset on the horizon, Qin Ming touched his fist and said calmly.

"The last Martial Lord, I just got the news that she has returned to Jun Dynasty. It seems that she is in Juncheng. What she is doing specifically, our people can't find out." The Yang family Martial Lord took a step forward and said.