Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Was this the strength of Qin Ming?    

This was too powerful.    

Someone once said, Qin Ming's current strength had already reached the peak of the Skydragon World.    

They thought that although the Devil Ancestor, who was the master of the Poisonous Demon Sect, didn't have a saint blood, his strength was still the strongest.    

But now, Qin Ming had killed a Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator with a single punch, and injured two Early Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator with a single punch. Only then did they truly witness how terrifying Qin Ming was.    

Unless there was a large number of Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator surrounding and attacking him without any regard for their lives, it was simply impossible for such an expert to kill him.    

Many of the Anti-Cloud City Alliance's Martial Cultivator quietly retreated, distancing themselves from Qin Ming.    

They would rather face the large number of Martial Cultivator from the Cloud City Alliance than face Qin Ming.    

"Kill!" Qin Ming's shocking performance had greatly boosted the morale of the Cloud City Alliance's Martial Cultivator warriors. They roared and attacked the Anti-Cloud City Alliance's Martial Cultivator warriors.    

Over 800 Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator in the entire Anti-Cloud City Alliance had already lost 100 people in such a short period of time.    

As the morale of the Anti-Cloud City Alliance's Martial Cultivator increased, their deaths became even faster.    

"Pay attention to the formation." Lian Ren, who was at the side, was afraid that the Martial Cultivator would forget about this, so he could not help but loudly remind them.    

"Kill!" The Cloud City Alliance's Martial Cultivator held weapons in their hands. Every Martial Cultivator that killed the Anti-Cloud City Alliance revealed a trace of a smile on their faces.    

Satisfying.    

This was truly satisfying.    

These Martial Cultivator had previously stopped them, nearly causing the entire Cloud City Alliance to fall into a hopeless situation.    

But now, they were reaping the consequences of their own actions. They truly deserved what they had sinned.    

The Cloud City Alliance's Martial Cultivator, which had long held its breath, had its emotions released from its killing spree. It felt extremely comfortable in its heart.    

On the other side, Qin Ming did not give up on chasing after Zhang Yangxu. He raised his fist high once again and tapped the ground with his feet. He secretly circulated his movement technique and appeared in front of Zhang Yangxu in a flash.    

"Qin... Qin Ming." Qin Ming's sudden appearance gave Zhang Yangxu a scare.    

He didn't expect Qin Ming to not only be strong in attack, but also much faster than him.    

He wanted to dodge Qin Ming's attack once again. Unfortunately, Qin Ming had already expected this. He attacked with one hand and grabbed his shoulder with the other.    

Zhang Yangxu no longer had any fighting spirit. He only knew how to escape. It was impossible to escape from this formation.    

Moreover, zhang Yangxu, who was determined to escape, did not notice that it was not a fatal grab, but the key to making him die without a burial ground.    

"This is bad." Feeling Qin Ming's unshakable arm on his shoulder, zhang Yangxu was shocked.    

He had no idea when Qin Ming had grabbed him.    

He had been paying full attention to Qin Ming's attack, but he had never thought that this attack would kill him.    

"Run!" Zhang Yangxu wanted to run away, but his mind was spinning fast. He wanted to think of a way to escape Qin Ming's attack.    

In fact, in Zhang Yangxu's heart, he could already predict that unless other teams from the Anti-Cloud City Alliance happened to pass by, he would die without a doubt.    

Even if he managed to escape Qin Ming's attack temporarily, it was impossible for him to lead his team to win this battle.    

Although his heart had already told him that he was going to die here this time, zhang Yangxu, who didn't want to die, was still thinking of ways to preserve his life.    

Qin Ming's fist was getting bigger and bigger. Zhang Yangxu struggled intensely, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the hand on his shoulder.    

He could only watch helplessly as the fist was aimed at his head.