Alchemy & Martial Supreme

C1766 Qing Qin



C1766 Qing Qin

2He's only the Crown Prince's servant, and he's the Crown Prince's brother.    

    

If he listened to him, did that mean he was not even as good as the dog under the Crown Prince?    

    

The more the other party asked him to stop, the more he should continue attacking.    

    

In the end, he would just kill this shameless Martial Cultivator and let the entire Qingyuan Kingdom witness his true strength.    

    

"I'll let you witness my strength."    

    

The short haired Celestial Scholar in purple uniform seized the opportunity, and with the fastest speed in his life, he sliced towards Qin Ming's arm.    

    

"The speed of my sword has reached its peak. As long as I cut off his arm, his punch will be crippled."    

    

"This move of mine is both an attack and a defense, how wonderful"    

    

He was already intoxicated by this sword.    

    

Once this sword strike was unleashed, it seemed like there was no one in the entire Qingyuan Kingdom who could stand shoulder to shoulder with him.    

    

Qin Ming didn't even look at this sword strike. Although he was fighting with Qing Qin, he was still paying attention to his surroundings.    

    

After careful observation, there was a small gap. As long as his speed was fast enough, he seemed to be able to escape from it.    

    

"Bang!"    

    

The fist that attacked finally landed on Qing Qin.    

    

Qing Qin's sword, which he had to obtain, slashed through the air.    

    

At the last moment, Qin Ming used his movement technique to dodge the attack.    

    

"What kind of origin technique is this!?"    

    

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, qing Qin raised his arm tiredly and pointed at Qin Ming as he muttered to himself.    

    

Qin Ming's punch not only shattered the ribs in his chest, but also shattered his proud dream.    

    

"Young Master Qing." Seeing Qing Qin being hit, all the Celestial Scholar nearby shouted and surrounded him.    

    

Seizing the opportunity, qin Ming flew towards the exit.    

    

He also found out that he was attacking. He seemed to be an important figure in Qing. In the end, he was bald. After some consideration, he decided to hold back.    

    

His control over his strength had already reached the point where he could do whatever he wanted. The other party had only broken a few bones, so he could just lie on the bed for a few months. There was no danger to his life.    

    

Qin Ming had spared a hand and had already considered showing mercy, but Qing Qin was unable to accept his good intentions.    

    

Qing Qin, who had never been injured or defeated, was now angry from embarrassment.    

    

"Kill him! Deploy the Ching Eagle team!"    

    

"Young Master Qing, the Ching Eagle is the foundation of our Qingyuan Kingdom. We can't use it unless it's the most dangerous moment." A guard advised from the side.    

    

"Hmph!" Qing Qin glared fiercely at the other party, "He has already injured me. Could it be that this isn't destroying the foundation of Qingyuan Kingdom?"    

    

"I think you don't take me seriously. You have a problem with me."    

    

"I dare not!" The guard quickly bowed and clasped his hands, trembling with fear.    

    

The other Celestial Scholar who wanted to persuade him shut their mouths when they saw the situation.    

    

"Still not summoning the Ching Eagle?" Qing Qin coldly harrumphed and said.    

    

The few of them looked at me. I looked at you and took out a token from my bosom. I put it to the side of my mouth and started to play at the same time.    

    

The sound was deep and carried a tragic rhythm as it spread throughout the entire Qing Yuan City.    

    

Upon hearing the voice, everyone in the city grew nervous.    

    

It had been so many years, but they had never heard such a voice before.    

    

This was a summoning sound that could only be played during the most dangerous time in Qingyuan Kingdom.    

    

In the distance, along with the sound, the clear and melodious sounds of Ching Eagle could be heard one after another.    

    

One Martial Cultivator after another took advantage of the moment when the Ching Eagle soared into the sky and flew towards them.    

    

Even more Celestial Scholar warriors were startled. They followed the sound and held their weapons. With their fastest speed, they could sense this place.    

    


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