Unfortunately, Qin Ming doesn't need followers now.

When many martial artists showed that they wanted to follow him, he refused. These things have long been heard.

In the sigh of the martial artists, Qin Ming has rushed to the martial artist in purple.

It's also wrong to say that he rushed over by force, because after seeing the strong strength of Qin Ming, the two thousand warriors dared not stop any more and gave way to a channel.

After all, the fighters who stopped him in front ended up so miserable. They just took some black stones from queyang tribe. There's no need to leave their lives here.

Especially when Yunqing cliff was destroyed and queyang was killed, Qin Ming attacked queyang tribe with martial artists.

Even queyang is dead. It's no problem whether the tribe will survive or not. Naturally, they won't work hard for queyang tribe.

Life is their own. They can cultivate to the real dragon realm. All these martial artists know how to choose. None of them is a fool.

So two thousand true dragon warriors, like a mob, were directly pierced by Qin Ming and came to the purple warriors behind them.

Seeing that the martial artists took the initiative to make way for Qin Ming, the martial artists in purple yelled: "you eat inside and outside, keep you on weekdays, and provide delicious food and drink. At the critical time, you betray the tribe. It's really not a thing."

"You waste, you inferior..."

He wanted to scold again, but Qin Ming had come to him at this time, and his fist had blasted down at his twisted face.

Qin Ming's fist had no momentum, so the purple warrior only felt fear, but did not feel a strong sense of oppression.

He wanted to escape. He understood that although Qin Ming's attack seemed to have no momentum, it would never be so simple in fact.

Otherwise, the two thousand warriors would not be blown away by the overwhelming force.

As soon as he was about to hide, he felt that the air became very viscous and his action slowed down obviously.

A strong sense of oppression came, just like a mountain above his head.

Boom

His fist was close to his body and his blood splashed purple clothes. He was just a warrior in the later stage of the real dragon territory. Qin Ming didn't use much force at all, so he easily killed him.

Even compared with many ordinary warriors in the later period of Zhenlong territory, this purple warrior is far inferior to them.

This also proves that not all martial artists directly affiliated to the aristocratic family are stronger than ordinary martial artists.

There are many martial artists who are content to enjoy. Their strength is stronger than ordinary martial artists who have no power support and only rely on their own cultivation.

After killing the martial artists in purple, Qin Ming's momentum became more powerful and convinced the martial artists.

After discovering the death of the martial artist in purple, the two thousand soldiers retreated slowly and fled away.

Their predecessor was an ordinary warrior, so they joined queyang tribe to work for queyang for a little black stone.

If they are really powerful, they can join the forces of the city, or they are cultivated by queyang as his confidants, how can they be reduced to the guard tribe and do some chores at ordinary times?

The real confidants of queyang despise them and shout at them all day.

Therefore, when the real crisis of the queyang tribe comes, their first consideration is not how to keep the queyang tribe, but their own interests and their lives are not threatened.

Seeing Qin Ming's powerful strength, he naturally chose to retreat. He also knew that most of the queyang tribe was doomed this time.

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