"Arrogant, you are too arrogant!" Hearing Qin Ming's words, Wang Zhenwei took out the double swords in the space ring and said coldly.

Qin Ming chuckled: "arrogant? I don't feel arrogant. "

"Don't think it's great for you to be promoted to a martial saint. We have eleven martial masters here." Wang Zhao stares at Qin Ming, "I advise you to surrender."

"I'm afraid if we can't stop, we'll kill you!"

"Then come on!" Qin Ming clenched his right hand and appeared in front of Wang Zhao.

So fast?

Qin Ming's figure is like a flash of lightning. No one can keep up with him except Wang Zhenwei.

"Get out of the way!" Wang Zhenwei's Qi is always on Qin Ming's body. At the moment of discovering Qin Ming's action, he also instantly sees his target. He immediately bumps Wang Zhao into the air and pushes his double swords forward to resist Qin Ming's extraordinary punch.

"Hum..."

Seeing that Wang Zhao was hit and flying, Qin Ming did not attack him, but set his target on Wang Zhenwei.

The powerful and heavy fist changes into a palm, which is accompanied by a whistling sound on the palm. The aura is restrained, and there is a faint flash of glory. One hand slaps on the two swords, making a dull sound.

Feeling the power of the two swords, Wang Zhenwei's face changed dramatically, his hands moved back slightly, and his aura attached to his palms. He wanted to defuse Qin Ming's palms skillfully.

But is Qin Ming's power so easy to dissolve?

With each step, there was a crack in the bluestone ground. Every step, his palm trembled, and after three steps, all the strength of the swords was dissipated.

The two swords in his hands vibrate and hum. Wang Zhenwei stares at Qin Ming in shock.

All of this happened at the moment of the electric light and flint. Qin Ming and Wang Zhenwei immediately fought each other. Many martial saints responded and rushed to Qin Ming with weapons.

"Stop!"

Wang Zhenwei stopped in a loud voice, "Qin Ming is not something you can deal with."

"All back up!"

"No one of you should intervene in the war between Qin Ming and me. Even if I am dead, you should not intervene, let alone avenge me."

"Master of the house!" Wang Zhao yelled and put his hand on the sword. He was very unwilling.

"Back off!" Wang Zhenwei snapped

With the sword in hand, Wang Zhao and the rest of the martial saints retreated to a safe distance.

"You don't have the idea of Qin dance and Xiao Luo. In return, I won't kill them!"

Looking at Wang Zhao and others back, Qin Ming did not stop him.

Thank you Wang Zhenwei looks at Qin Ming. He is glad that he did not attack the training room.

There are arrays in the cultivation room, which reflect the array of the alchemy room. When attacking the array of the cultivation room, the alchemy room will react.

If they attack the training room and cause Qin ming to go crazy, he can't imagine the consequences.

He is a martial artist who is good at speed. Seeing the corpses in the alchemy room, it can be judged that Qin Ming used boxing. His first reaction was that Qin Ming was a force type warrior.

I never thought that Qin Ming's speed would be so fast that only he could keep up with Qin Ming's speed.

If Qin Ming wants to kill other martial saints, he can't stop him, and none of his martial saints can escape.

Originally, he brought all the strength to increase the chance of winning and prevent Qin Ming from escaping. Unexpectedly, it became a burden.

Fortunately, Qin Ming did not intend to attack them.

Hearing Qin Ming say that he let go of himself and others, Wang Zhao only felt that his face was burning. He just urged the other party to surrender. In a flash, the other side showed mercy and saved his life.

Other martial saints are also full of shame. They are not only unable to help the master, but also cumbersome.

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