Alchemy&Martial Supreme

"Yes! The young emperor Wu has caught the whip The warrior of Frontier City rubbed his eyes and looked at Qin Ming in disbelief.

"He's OK. He hasn't been poisoned. Who is the young emperor Wu?"

"So handsome. I wish I were half as good as him."

At the moment of seizing the evil dragon whip, all the warriors in the frontier city looked at Qin Ming strangely.

When Qin Ming stabilized the evil dragon whip, he opened his eyes and stared at Qin Ming in shock. There was a cold sweat on his forehead and his body retreated slightly.

The Lord's eyes almost burst out. He didn't expect that Qin Ming was so strong that he could hold the evil dragon whip with his bare hands.

What's more, the genius and magic power of evil childe was cracked like this.

No, no, it's not a crack at all. It's a gift. It's useless.

Qin Ming is like a deep pool, how much poison goes in, all disappear.

For a moment, he felt his throat dry and his mouth bitter.

Qin Ming grabs the evil dragon whip and frowns slightly.

"The body is still not refined to the extreme. If it reaches the extreme, it will not feel tingling at all."

The reason why he wanted to grasp the evil dragon whip with his bare hands was to test the strength of his body. The test results were not very satisfactory to him.

"Is it because I used the body of Danshen to break through the Emperor Wu by force?" Qin Ming guessed, "if I really become the emperor of martial arts, I guess Hunyuan skill and dragon Jue will temper my body to the extreme."

Thinking of this, Qin Ming put down his mind, restrained his mind and looked at the evil childe and the holy master.

Seeing Qin Ming's attention, the holy master suddenly retreated.

Qin Ming has just bombarded him several times. He is seriously injured. Now he is very difficult to resist. He knows that he is going to be defeated today.

"Hum..." Qin Ming snorted two times, whipped his whip at will, and whipped it toward the holy master and the evil childe.

"Pa!" With a whiplash, a bloodstain was drawn from the Holy Lord's face. He only felt the burning pain on his face.

Qin Ming gave a backhand whip and continued to draw it back. The whip was soft in texture, and he could not escape because the holy master was seriously injured and could not move easily.

After a hundred whip, the holy master's whole body was dripping with blood.

The evil childe is using his mental strength to control the evil dragon whip, and wants to fight back from Qin Ming.

"Give it back to you!" The evil dragon whip was gradually out of control. Qin Ming threw it at the evil childe, and the evil dragon whip roared away.

Evil childe reached out to take the whip, and his body was suddenly shocked by the force in the whip.

"This hundred whip, I am for you to kill shadow, hit!" Qin Ming stares at the Lord, his eyes full of hatred.

Shadow from the establishment to now, with his deep feelings, those children whose parents died, has always regarded him as the closest person.

Their death made Qin Ming very sad.

Seeing the fierce light in Qin Ming's eyes, the two battles between the holy master and the emperor were like rain and rain. He felt as if he were in the cold ice of a thousand years.

"Run..." At this moment, there are only these two words in the mind of the saint.

"Now, it's time to avenge the shadows. As I said, take off the heads of the two of you and offer them sacrifices." The voice of Qin and Ming Dynasty is like coming from Jiuyou, full of cold air.

The saint and the evil childe were pale and retreated madly, trying to stay away from Qin Ming.

Qin Ming's empty step, people have appeared in front of them, he was not slow, but he became a half step warrior, and his speed was faster.