Alchemy & Martial Supreme

The enchanting speed is very fast, he wants to hide, and Qin Ming will never catch up.

It doesn't make sense to chase like this.

Wanting to come to the other party does not want to compare speed with yourself.

If the opponent wants to continue fighting, he will inevitably fight hard with himself.

Once he fights hard with himself, Qin Ming is confident that with his physique of a saint blood warrior, he can easily torture the opponent.

"Yes, it doesn't make any sense to fly like this." Enchanting nodded, agreed with Qin Ming's words, and stopped flying.

"Then you attack." Qin Ming squinted and looked at the enchanting quietly.

He is waiting for the other party to take the initiative to attack, so that enchanting will not be able to escape.

As long as the other party flies toward him, he wants to stop his figure and fly in other directions.

Unless the opponent has also learned to move slightly, it will definitely take some time.

With this time, Qin Ming was absolutely sure that he could send a thunder blow and hit the opponent.

Enchanting didn't seem to know Qin Ming's plan, and he didn't seem to know Qin Ming's true strength. His long sword was raised to his chest and flew towards Qin Ming.

"coming."

Seeing the enchantment getting closer and closer, Qin Ming didn't even look at him, the long sword was already full of surging Origin Qi.

Instead, secretly gather the source qi in the body to operate the exercises.

As he approached completely, the murderous aura in Qin Ming's eyes broke out completely, and his body was boiled.

"kill!"

With a low growl, he moved slightly, and he appeared in front of the enchanting.

The crimson iron fist, with boundless power, slammed into the enchanting chest.

As for the enchanting attack, the long sword full of origin energy, Qin Ming didn't even look at it.

This blow the opponent must return to defense, the enchanting sword, the power is good, but compared to his own fist, the power is still much worse.

He could resist the enchanting sword with his body forcibly, and his own fist, if it were enchanting, would dare to take it all the way.

Qin Ming was absolutely sure that a single move would kill him.

The three people below watched Qin Ming and the enchanting fight against each other in the sky.

They couldn't know how strong Qin Ming's physical strength was.

Although Qin Ming didn't look fat, his weak body seemed to possess boundless strength.

There has never been a warrior of the same rank who can receive his full punch without injury.

Although the enchanting speed is fast, it is only a snake realm warrior.

As long as it is a warrior in the snake state, they believe that Qin Ming can definitely deal with it.

After this blow, maybe the battle is over.

Qin Ming often fights against people, and Qin Ming's full punch, even if the opponent is blocked with weapons, is of no use.

Qin Minghui even flew with weapons.

"Brother Qin Ming, come on!"

Mi Bei clapped her hands and applauded Qin Ming happily.

In her mind, Qin Ming's brother is the strongest in her class.

No martial artist of the same rank can surpass Qin Ming in talent and potential.

The opponent is not a strong person in the Jiao Realm, so it is definitely not Qin Ming's opponent.

In this case, she didn't have to worry about Qin Ming's comfort at all.

Even Yu is the same. From the beginning of knowing Qin Ming to now, he has never seen that a warrior of the same rank as Qin Ming is stronger than him.

Besides, Qin Ming said that he was stronger during the last visit to the Yinzong branch.

In the past, Qin Ming was invincible of the same rank. With his current strength, he could deal with a man in black with a hidden head and a bare tail.

On the other side, Fang Zhu was paying full attention.

Qin Ming is the goal of his efforts, and every time he sees Qin Ming fighting, he can arouse his enthusiasm for martial arts.

Each of Qin Ming's moves can inspire him in martial arts.