Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"You have been fooled."    

Behind him, the short-sleeved old man appeared out of nowhere. With a sinister smile on his face, he slashed his dagger at Qin Ming's back.    

It turned out that the attacks of the other two old men were just a pretense.    

They were all there to protect the short-sleeved old man. This dagger was fast and fast, and it was emitting black light and a foul smell.    

It was obvious that the dagger had been poisoned.    

The dagger was getting faster and faster, and it was getting closer and closer to Qin Ming's back. It seemed like it could pierce Qin Ming in the next second.    

Seeing this, a happy smile flashed across the short-sleeved old man's face.    

"I, qi Liang, like to kill geniuses the most. This young Martial Cultivator looks like a genius."    

"But so what if he's a genius? It only means that his potential is not bad. He will die under my dagger."    

Seeing the dagger getting closer and closer, the smile on his face grew wider and wider.    

However, the dagger did not stab into Qin Ming's broad back as he had imagined.    

At the last moment, a large hand appeared and grabbed the dagger that he was determined to get.    

"How is this possible?" Qi Liang raised his head and saw Qin Ming's calm expression. His face was filled with shock.    

"Not a bad plan, but too slow!" Qin Ming shook his head, his words were full of disdain.    

With that, he raised his other hand and threw a punch at him.    

Qi Liang was also a decisive person. He immediately abandoned the dagger and wanted to escape.    

However, Qin Ming's hand was extremely powerful. How could he escape?    

With a slight push, Qin Ming pressed him to the ground.    

One hand pressed against him, and the other clenched into a fist, smashing towards his head.    

Behind him, the other two old men had already raised their blades again and slashed at him.    

Unfortunately, Qin Ming's fist was even faster.    

"* Hong Long...... *"    

Without any accident, the fist hit Qi Liang's head, causing blood to fly everywhere.    

Qin Ming casually threw it away and used Qi Liang's corpse to block the blade behind him. He took two steps back and completely left the range of the attack. He looked at the two of them with an indifferent expression.    

"Qi Liang died just like that?"    

The death of their companion didn't make them sad. They just looked at Qin Ming in shock and slowly moved back.    

They thought that they would be able to dominate the world once they came to this desolate place.    

Therefore, they didn't take the Martial Cultivator seriously.    

If they were in the Zhongzhou, they would definitely be very cautious when encountering a Martial Cultivator of the same level, and wouldn't casually attack.    

But where was this place?    

Most of the Martial Cultivator here had never learned a high level origin technique. Furthermore, their bloodline level was low. They were definitely not a match for the three of them.    

They did not expect that they would kick an iron plate this time.    

Qin Ming looked young.    

This also meant that... He didn't have much combat experience and strength.    

However, he didn't think that he would be able to easily break the attack trap they had set up and kill Qi Liang with a single move.    

They couldn't beat the other side, so even if they won by luck, it would only result in both sides suffering heavy losses.    

Without any benefits, this battle was not worth it.    

Looking at their fearful expressions, Qin Ming shook his head lightly and took the initiative to charge forward.    

"I said I will bury all of you with me, not a single one of you can be missing."    

His figure moved erratically, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right. He clenched his fist and attacked the two of them.    

The two of them were shocked at the same time.    

The Origin Skill used by this young man was actually so extraordinary.    

Qi Liang's death was not unjustified.    

"We can't escape, we can only fight with all our might."    

The two old men steeled their hearts. They gripped the hilt of their swords tightly and slashed at Qin Ming at the same time.