"Help!" Mr. Zhang suddenly shouted loudly, turned around and ran towards the door.
"What a waste."
Qin Ming shook his head. It seems that he has never regarded himself as a martial saint or a warrior. He usually only scares low-level warriors and is a complete waste.
This kind of person, even if he becomes a Martial Saint, is still a waste among Martial Saints. His fighting ability may be worse than Ronaldinho.
"die!"
Qin Ming kicked Mr. Sen in the head. Mr. Sen, who could not move, struggled in vain. Finally, the ball was kicked away, blood spilled in the alchemy room, and his body fell to the ground.
After killing Mr. Sen, Qin Ming stepped lightly and flew towards the door at high speed, appearing in front of Mr. Zhang.
"Don't!" Feeling the breath behind him, Mr. Zhang shouted in horror.
Qin Ming showed no mercy and punched him in the chest, piercing his heart.
Outside the alchemy room.
Hearing Mr. Zhang's shouts, the martial saints surrounding the alchemy room in the distance quickly flew over.
Just as he was about to push the door open and rush in, the door was opened and Qin Ming walked out covered in blood.
"Qin Ming...you..." A martial saint opened his mouth, and when he saw Qin Ming bathing in blood, his whole body became alert.
The aura on Qin Ming's body was really terrifying. He looked inside the door and saw two corpses appearing in front of him.
"Where is Wang Zhenwei?" Qin Ming said calmly when he saw the Wu Sheng gathered around him.
In the distance, six figures flew towards them at great speed.
It was Wang Zhenwei and Wang Zhao who flew in with the other four martial saints. Although they were far away, their minds were focused on this place at all times.
"Wang Zhenwei, you are finally here."
Looking at Wang Zhenwei descending from the sky, Qin Ming stood with his hands behind his back.
"Master, be careful of fraud."
Seeing Qin Ming who was calm and composed, Wang Zhao stood in front of Wang Zhenwei, stopping him from stepping forward.
"I have the strongest fighting ability here. Even if there is a trick, I must continue." Wang Zhenwei said calmly, "Get out of the way. It's not like I haven't seen big winds and waves before. This is just a small scene."
Hearing this, Wang Zhao slowly stepped aside and stared at Qin Ming solemnly.
Qin Ming was too calm now, and because of the two corpses lying in a pool of blood in the alchemy room, it was even more terrifying.
If the head of the family was not injured, he would not be worried at all.
Now the sect master's injury has just relapsed. It would be terrible if the sect master's injury suddenly relapses and Qin Ming makes a sneak attack!
Turning around, Wang Zhao secretly gave everyone a look, and all the martial saints present nodded lightly.
They are all martial saints of the Wang family. They often get together and can understand each other's meaning with just one look.
They were all secretly preparing to slowly surround Qin Ming, ready to attack at any time.
"Wang Zhenwei, I just learned your strategy, and I have to say, it's quite exciting." Qin Ming's expression was full of praise, "It's just two actors, they are really useless."
"It's immoral to kill my people and then insult them." Wang Zhenwei stood opposite Qin Ming and said calmly.
Qin Ming shook his head and said, "They deserve to die!"
"Anyone who dares to threaten my woman will die, and they are no exception."
Staring at Qin Ming, Wang Zhenwei's eyes were sharp: "The person I chose may not perform well, but for such a simple play, it shouldn't be too bad. Do you see any flaws elsewhere?"
"What do you think?" Qin Ming asked, eyes slightly narrowed.
Looking at Qin Ming's expression, Wang Zhenwei asked thoughtfully, "You've been pretending, but you already knew this was a game?" "Help!" Mr. Zhang suddenly shouted, turned around and ran towards the door.
"What a waste."
Qin Ming shook his head. It seems that he has never regarded himself as a martial saint or a warrior. He usually only scares low-level warriors and is a complete waste.
This kind of person, even if he becomes a Martial Saint, is still a waste among Martial Saints. His fighting ability may be worse than Ronaldinho.
"die!"
Qin Ming kicked Mr. Sen in the head. Mr. Sen, who could not move, struggled in vain. Finally, the ball was kicked away, blood spilled in the alchemy room, and his body fell to the ground.
After killing Mr. Sen, Qin Ming stepped lightly and flew towards the door at high speed, appearing in front of Mr. Zhang.
"Don't!" Feeling the breath behind him, Mr. Zhang shouted in horror.
Qin Ming showed no mercy and punched him in the chest, piercing his heart.
Outside the alchemy room.
Hearing Mr. Zhang's shouts, the martial saints surrounding the alchemy room in the distance quickly flew over.
Just as he was about to push the door open and rush in, the door was opened and Qin Ming walked out covered in blood.
"Qin Ming...you..." A martial saint opened his mouth, and when he saw Qin Ming bathing in blood, his whole body became alert.
The aura on Qin Ming's body was really terrifying. He looked inside the door and saw two corpses appearing in front of him.
"Where is Wang Zhenwei?" Qin Ming said calmly when he saw the Wu Sheng gathered around him.
In the distance, six figures flew towards them at great speed.
It was Wang Zhenwei and Wang Zhao who flew in with the other four martial saints. Although they were far away, their minds were focused on this place at all times.
"Wang Zhenwei, you are finally here."
Looking at Wang Zhenwei descending from the sky, Qin Ming stood with his hands behind his back.
"Master, be careful of fraud."
Seeing Qin Ming who was calm and composed, Wang Zhao stood in front of Wang Zhenwei, stopping him from stepping forward.
"I have the strongest fighting ability here. Even if there is a trick, I must continue." Wang Zhenwei said calmly, "Get out of the way. It's not like I haven't seen big winds and waves before. This is just a small scene."
Hearing this, Wang Zhao slowly stepped aside and stared at Qin Ming solemnly.
Qin Ming was too calm now, and because of the two corpses lying in a pool of blood in the alchemy room, it was even more terrifying.
If the head of the family was not injured, he would not be worried at all.
Now the sect master's injury has just relapsed. It would be terrible if the sect master's injury suddenly relapses and Qin Ming makes a sneak attack!
Turning around, Wang Zhao secretly gave everyone a look, and all the martial saints present nodded lightly.
They are all martial saints of the Wang family. They often get together and can understand each other's meaning with just one look.
They were all secretly preparing to slowly surround Qin Ming, ready to attack at any time.
"Wang Zhenwei, I just learned your strategy, and I have to say, it's quite exciting." Qin Ming's expression was full of praise, "It's just two actors, they are really useless."
"It's immoral to kill my people and then insult them." Wang Zhenwei stood opposite Qin Ming and said calmly.
Qin Ming shook his head and said, "They deserve to die!"
"Anyone who dares to threaten my woman will die, and they are no exception."
Staring at Qin Ming, Wang Zhenwei's eyes were sharp: "The person I chose may not perform well, but for such a simple play, it shouldn't be too bad. Do you see any flaws elsewhere?"
"What do you think?" Qin Ming asked, eyes slightly narrowed.
Looking at Qin Ming's expression, Wang Zhenwei asked thoughtfully, "You have been pretending, but in fact you already knew that this was a game?"
This chapter has been completed!