Alchemy & Martial Supreme

But if you look closely, you can see that there is a deep fear in their hateful eyes.

This group of people is temporarily unbearable and can only strengthen their momentum.

That's why Qin Ming didn't rush out and attacked the group of poisonous demons.

He is also looking for an opportunity to defeat this group of poisonous demons at the least cost.

And now the opportunity is here!

Mo Xin held the big knife in his hand tightly. Just when he wanted to speak, Qin Ming interrupted directly: "Stop talking nonsense, didn't you say I can't take you three knives?"

"I can't wait to try it."

After speaking, Qin Ming mobilized the Genesis Qi in his body, using his strongest attack.

"Move slightly!"

"Feng Huo Dao!"

Devil Heart only felt the silhouette of the figure flash, and Qin Ming appeared in front of him, a fist exuding a raging flame, coming towards his head.

The fist was surrounded by the breathtaking Tao Yun, which made Moxin's scalp numb.

"What a strong Dao! Is Qin Ming really only the late Dragon Realm? Why do I feel that his Dao Yun is much stronger than my Dragon Realm peak?"

With his fists getting closer and closer, Mo Xin just wanted to hide, when he felt an enlarged force suddenly appear, causing his body to stagger.

"Gravity!" Feeling the body became sluggish, Mo Xin knew that this was Qin Ming's Dao Yuan skill attack.

It is too late to hide now.

Mo Xin knew that he raised the big knife in his hand, placed it in front of Qin Ming's fist, and pressed his arms against the back of the knife desperately.

Qin Ming's physical strength is very strong, and the devil's heart does not want to go head-on, but he does not know that Qin Ming knows Dao Yuan's skills, and he has missed the opportunity to evade and can only fight hard.

Knowing how powerful Qin Ming is, Mo Xin used his twelve points of strength to resist desperately.

Sure enough, just before he was ready, Qin Ming's fist hit his knife, and a force like the pressure from a mountain passed from the knife.

"Cough..." After resisting the blow, Moxin coughed violently while clutching his chest.

Although the punch was blocked, the power was transmitted to him, and it still injured his internal organs.

Fortunately, he was prepared. If he was not prepared, this punch would probably make him immobile.

"A punch!" At this moment, Qin Ming's cold voice came from his ear.

Qin Ming raised his fist again and slammed on his head again.

"Come again?" Mo Xin was full of horror, and the powerful punch just now should be a full shot.

Doesn't Qin Ming need to rest after such a punch?

Even if you don't need to rest, should you take a breath?

Warrior attacks generally use eight-point force, so that the attack can be continuous.

When using the twelve-component force, it is often necessary to accumulate energy in advance, and after using it, there needs to be a short breathing time.

So seeing that Qin Ming didn't have any rest, and hit his head with a heavy punch, Mo Xin felt incredible.

The fist was already close to the head, and there was no time to think about it. Mo Xin raised the sword high and blocked Qin Ming's fist, leaning his entire body in front of him, and went all out to resist the blow.

Seeing the big knife in front of him, Qin Ming had a mocking smile on his face, his fists suddenly opened, turning his fists into claws, and grabbed them towards Moxin's shoulder.

Mo Xin was completely unprepared for this. By the time he reacted, it was too late. His shoulder was firmly grasped by Qin Ming, and his nails were all in his flesh.

At the same time, Qin Ming stretched out another fist and slammed it at his head again.

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