Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Caught! The young Martial Emperor has caught the whip!" The warrior in Qianlian City rubbed his eyes and looked at Qin Ming in disbelief.

"He is fine, he was not poisoned to death. Who is this young Martial Emperor?"

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

The moment they grabbed the Evil Dragon Whip, all the warriors in Frontier City looked at Qin Ming in disbelief.

When Qin Ming stabilized the evil dragon whip, Young Master Xie opened his eyes and stared at Qin Ming in shock. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he backed away slightly.

The Holy Master almost stared out of his eyes. He did not expect that Qin Ming's body was so strong that he could grab the Evil Dragon Whip with his bare hands.

Moreover, Mr. Xie’s innate magical power was actually cracked just like this.

No, no, this is not a crack at all, it is a natural talent that is of no use to him at all.

Qin Ming is like a deep pool, no matter how much poison goes in, it disappears.

At this moment, his throat felt dry and his mouth felt bitter. .??.

Qin Ming frowned slightly after grabbing the Evil Dragon Whip.

"The body is still not trained to the extreme. If it were trained to the extreme, you wouldn't feel the sting at all."

The reason why he wanted to grab the Evil Dragon Whip with his bare hands was to test the strength of his body, but the test results were not very satisfactory to him.

"Is it because I used the body of the Alchemy God to forcibly break through the Martial Emperor?" Qin Ming guessed, "If I truly cultivate to become the Martial Emperor, I estimate that Hunyuan Gong and Fierce Dragon Jue will temper my body to the extreme."

Thinking of this, Qin Ming felt relieved, collected his thoughts, and looked at Young Master Xie and the Holy Lord.

Seeing Qin Ming's attention, the Holy Master retreated sharply.

He had just been bombarded several times by Qin Ming, and he was seriously injured. Now he can't even resist.

Difficulties, he knew, he was probably going to fail today.

"Hmph..." Qin Ming hummed twice, flicked the whip casually, and whipped it towards the Holy Lord and Young Master Xie.

"Bang!" There was a whip sound, and a blood stain was drawn from the Holy Master's face. He only felt burning pain on his face.

Qin Ming whipped his backhand again and continued to whip back. The whip was soft in texture and he whipped it very fast. Moreover, because the Holy Master was seriously injured and unable to move, there was no way he could escape.

After a hundred lashes, the Holy Lord's body was dripping with blood.

The evil master is using his mental power to control the evil dragon whip, trying to get it back from Qin Ming.

"Give it back to you!" The evil dragon whip gradually lost control. Qin Ming threw it at the evil master with all his strength, and the evil dragon whip roared towards the evil master.

Mr. Xie stretched out his hand to take the whip, and his body suddenly froze. He was injured by the power of the whip.

"I gave these hundred whips to the shadows that killed you!" Qin Ming stared at the Holy Master, his eyes full of hatred.

Shadow has had a deep relationship with him from its establishment until now. Those children whose parents have died have always regarded him as the closest person.

Their deaths made Qin Ming very heartbroken.

Seeing the ferocious light in Qin Ming's eyes, the Holy Master's two limbs trembled, sweating like rain. He felt as if he was in a thousand years of ice, cold to the bone.

"Run..." At this moment, the Holy Master only had these two words in his mind.

"Now, it's time to avenge the shadows. I said that I will take off your two heads and go to pay homage to them." Qin Ming's voice seemed to come from the Nine Netherworld, full of cold air.

The Holy Lord and Young Master Xie turned pale and backed away crazily, trying to stay away from Qin Ming.

Qin Ming took a step in the air, and the man had already appeared in front of them. He was not slow to begin with, but now that he has become a half-step martial master, his speed is even faster. "Caught! The young Martial Emperor has caught the whip!" The warrior in Qianlian City rubbed his eyes and looked at Qin Ming in disbelief.

"He is fine, he was not poisoned to death. Who is this young Martial Emperor?"

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

The moment they grabbed the Evil Dragon Whip, all the warriors in Frontier City looked at Qin Ming in disbelief.

When Qin Ming stabilized the evil dragon whip, Young Master Xie opened his eyes and stared at Qin Ming in shock. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he backed away slightly.

The Holy Master almost stared out of his eyes. He did not expect that Qin Ming's body was so strong that he could grab the Evil Dragon Whip with his bare hands.

Moreover, Mr. Xie’s innate magical power was actually cracked just like this.

No, no, this is not a crack at all, it is a natural talent that is of no use to him at all.

Qin Ming is like a deep pool, no matter how much poison goes in, it disappears.

At this moment, his throat felt dry and his mouth felt bitter.

Qin Ming frowned slightly after grabbing the Evil Dragon Whip.

"The body is still not trained to the extreme. If it were trained to the extreme, you wouldn't feel the sting at all."

The reason why he wanted to grab the Evil Dragon Whip with his bare hands was to test the strength of his body, but the test results were not very satisfactory to him.

"Is it because I used the body of the Alchemy God to forcibly break through the Martial Emperor?" Qin Ming guessed, "If I truly cultivate to become the Martial Emperor, I estimate that Hunyuan Gong and Fierce Dragon Jue will temper my body to the extreme."

Thinking of this, Qin Ming felt relieved, collected his thoughts, and looked at Young Master Xie and the Holy Lord.

Seeing Qin Ming's attention, the Holy Master retreated sharply.

He had just been bombarded several times by Qin Ming, and he was seriously injured. Now he can't even resist.

Difficulties, he knew, he was probably going to fail today.

"Hmph..." Qin Ming hummed twice, flicked the whip casually, and whipped it towards the Holy Lord and Young Master Xie.

"Bang!" There was a whip sound, and a blood stain was drawn from the Holy Master's face. He only felt burning pain on his face.

Qin Ming whipped his backhand again and continued to whip back. The whip was soft in texture and he whipped it very fast. Moreover, because the Holy Master was seriously injured and unable to move, there was no way he could escape.

After a hundred lashes, the Holy Lord's body was dripping with blood.

The evil master is using his mental power to control the evil dragon whip, trying to get it back from Qin Ming.

"Give it back to you!" The evil dragon whip gradually lost control. Qin Ming threw it at the evil master with all his strength, and the evil dragon whip roared towards the evil master.

Mr. Xie stretched out his hand to take the whip, and his body suddenly froze. He was injured by the power of the whip.

"I gave these hundred whips to the shadows that killed you!" Qin Ming stared at the Holy Master, his eyes full of hatred.

Shadow has had a deep relationship with him from its establishment until now. Those children whose parents have died have always regarded him as the closest person.

Their deaths made Qin Ming very heartbroken.

Seeing the ferocious light in Qin Ming's eyes, the Holy Master's two limbs trembled, sweating like rain. He felt as if he was in a thousand years of ice, cold to the bone.

"Run..." At this moment, the Holy Master only had these two words in his mind.

"Now, it's time to avenge the shadows. I said that I will take off your two heads and go to pay homage to them." Qin Ming's voice seemed to come from the Nine Netherworld, full of cold air.

The Holy Lord and Young Master Xie turned pale and backed away crazily, trying to stay away from Qin Ming.

Qin Ming took a step in the air, and the man had already appeared in front of them. He was not slow to begin with, but now that he has become a half-step martial master, his speed is even faster.