Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Qin Wu's complexion was ugly, her hand trembling with a rapier, she wanted to rush up to smash the enemy in front of him, but also knew that the only result of rushing up was to be shattered by the formation.

After taking a deep breath, Qin Wu calmed down.

Looking at Qin Wu who had calmed down, Yun Xiatian's face was a little disappointed, and she looked at Qin Ming with a smile: "Handsome guy, let the slaves take their lives! People are very good at serving people!"

"Huh..." Lan Zhi snorted coldly, "Devil, today is your death date, no one can save you."

"Sister, you look so good-looking, I really want to hold you in my arms and be pampered." Yun Xiatian licked her upper lips, and stared at Lan Zhi with winking eyes.

Lan Zhi was taken two steps back disgustingly, unable to speak.

"Under Yun Xiatian, I don't know what hatred we have, let you kill me like this!" Yun Xiatian turned her head and looked at Qin Ming suspiciously.

Qin Ming didn't want to talk about the past life: "I have no grudges with you, but I just can't understand the way you do evil. People like you should be killed!"

"Is it for a beautiful woman?" Yun Xiatian glanced at the exquisite and elegant Qin Wu, with a clear look, her face was charming, and a pair of charming eyes directed at Qin Ming: "How do you look at me, you If you don’t fight against the Nujia, the Nujia will play with you at will. The Nujia’s skill in that respect is superb..."

After finishing speaking, her body twisted slightly. With the twist, the red dress on her body fluttered wantonly, and her pride was also shaking randomly.

The appearance of Yun Xiatian was extremely visually impactful. Qin Wu looked at Qin Ming with some worry and found that instead of being tempted, his face was full of anger, and immediately relieved.

"Damn it!" The flesh and blood on Qin Ming's fist had already recovered. He turned his head and looked at Lan Zhi, "Lan Zhi, it seems that I need your help."

Lan Zhi nodded tacitly, touching the jade flute with one hand.

With dignified eyes, Qin Ming set his posture and swung his punches into the air.

"The Raptors must be!" "The Raptors must be!" ... "The Raptors must be!"

After seven consecutive bombardments, seven giant silver dragons flew out of Qin Ming's fist and headed towards the formation.

"I don't believe it, this time you are interfered by Lan Zhi's sound skills, and you can still resist it."

Qin Ming felt ruthless in his heart. He originally thought that the power of the seven moves combined would be enough to break the formation and kill them in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect that he would eventually want Lan Zhi to help.

"Kill!" Qin Ming roared, together with the seven-stroke silver dragon, hurriedly flew towards the formation.

Lan Zhi had a solemn expression, took out the jade flute, played it, the flute sounded swiftly and slowly, and after being bounced back and forth by the wall next to him, he moved towards the formation noisily.

"Oops!" Looking at the flying silver dragon and Qin Ming behind him, Yun Xiatian heard the flute floating in the air, her face changed, and her headache was splitting.

Feeling that the wound in his body has been repaired by the pill, he couldn't help but relax, staring solemnly at the roaring silver dragon.

Sure enough, the seven martial arts in black trembling all over, the formation slowed down rapidly, and their power suddenly weakened.

"Go to hell!" Seeing Lan Zhi's flute sound effective, Qin Ming was overjoyed, looking at the painful Yun Xiatian at the center of the formation, his heart was complicated.

"Goodbye, my past life!"

"Boom!" The dragon bombarded the formation, and the few people who were still alive just now were instantly bombarded into fragments, flying into the air with their bodies.

Qin Ming's subsequent punch was completely unnecessary.

"It's over!" Qin Ming gasped violently, as if letting go of his heavy burden.