Alchemy & Martial Supreme

With the punch Qin Ming had just hit, instead of hitting the blade head-on, he attacked the blade sideways and was slightly scratched by the blade.

That was the Ninth-Rank Sword, no matter how hard Qin Ming's fist was, he couldn't say that it was harder than the Nine-Rank Sword.

"Being restricted can beat you!"

Clenching his fist, Qin Ming flashed away, and then slammed Wang Zhenwei's chest impartially with a fist.

"It's really uncomfortable!"

Looking at Qin Ming's powerful punch and feeling the surging power of the soul, Wang Zhenwei felt that the other party was like a hedgehog, with nowhere to start.

The strength is not as strong as the opponent, and the speed is also not winable. The spiritual skills are not as high as his, and even the power of the soul is defeated. Wang Zhenwei really does not know how to fight this battle.

But he is not someone who gives up lightly.

The two swords flicked in the void, and the sword contained a strong power of heaven and earth, mixed with the power of the soul.

"Shuangbin Jiuxiao."

Visible ripples came out from the double swords and struck towards Qin Ming's fist. The ripples contained the power of heaven and earth, layer by layer.

Qin Ming's fist was like a bombardment in the mud, slow and weak.

"Lost?"

Wang Zhenwei saw Qin Ming slowly, but the fists moved towards him little by little, his face was ashamed.

He used the strongest attack, but after Qin Ming's attack offset his attack, he could continue to move forward. Obviously his most powerful tactics were of no use.

If he didn't guess wrong, Qin Ming didn't use a trick in this blow.

"It seems that only forbidden pill can be used!"

Withdrawing the sword move, Wang Zhenwei turned around, avoiding Qin Ming's attack, breathing even more intensely in his mouth. The sword move just now took a lot of his energy.

Qin Ming saw Wang Zhenwei avoiding, but did not pursue him, standing quietly, looking at what Wang Zhenwei wanted to do.

Wang Zhenwei took out a forbidden pill from the space ring, hesitated a little, and was about to swallow it.

"Hold on!" Qin Ming shouted.

"Huh?" Wang Zhenwei looked at Qin Ming, only to see that Qin Ming also held a forbidden pill in his hand, and it was much better than the forbidden pill in his hand to look at the appearance.

"You all have forbidden pills. How can I, the owner of the perfect nine-tier pill, have no forbidden pills?" Qin Ming said lightly, "You still don't take it!"

"I assure you that your ban Dan is not as powerful as mine."

"After you take the forbidden pill, there is no chance of winning. You should save some pill!"

After thinking about it, Wang Zhenwei's trembling hand put the forbidden pill into the space ring. Just like Qin Ming said, how could he have as many Qin Ming's perfect pill.

Moreover, the pill on his hand had great side effects, and he didn't want to take it as a last resort.

Now that he lost even worse after taking the pill, he certainly wouldn't take it.

"It seems that you don't have any means!" Qin Ming raised the corner of his mouth and strode like flying, punching away.

"Bah."

Wang Zhenwei furiously danced his swords to block the attack.

Seeing Wang Zhenwei blocking the attack, Qin Ming was not surprised, and once again blasted Wang Zhenwei's double swords.

"Boom."

The two swords collided with his fists, making a violent noise, and Qin Ming frowned slightly.

The fist touched the double sword blade again, and his fist had a faint trace, and there was a slight pain.

Qin Ming felt a slight pain in his fist, and Wang Zhenwei, who was being beaten back all the time, felt more painful, his palms seemed to be cracking, heart-piercing pain.

Forget it, every blow of Qin Ming carries the power of the heavens and the earth and the power of the soul, the rank of the power of the soul is too high, he only feels that the whole person is a little erratic.

But the power on Qin Ming's fist was transmitted to him through the double swords, making his chest tight.