It's a pity that Qin Ming doesn't need followers now.
In the past, when many warriors expressed their desire to follow him, he refused, and these things had long been spread.
Amidst the sighs of the warriors, Qin Ming had already rushed to the purple-clothed warrior.
It is wrong to say that he rushed over forcefully, because after seeing Qin Ming's powerful strength, the two thousand warriors no longer dared to block him and made way for a passage.
After all, the warriors who blocked him in front met such a miserable end. They just took some black stones from the Queyang tribe, so there was no point in leaving their lives here.
Especially when Yunqing Cliff was destroyed and Queyang was killed, Qin Ming led warriors to attack the Queyang tribe.
Even Queyang is dead, and it doesn't matter whether the tribe will survive in the future. Naturally, they will not fight for the Queyang tribe.
Life is your own, and if you can cultivate to the True Dragon Realm, these warriors all know how to choose, and no one is a fool.
Therefore, the two thousand True Dragon Realm warriors, like a mob, were directly pierced by Qin Ming and came to the purple-clothed warrior behind them.
Seeing the warriors taking the initiative to make way for Qin Ming, the purple-clothed warrior yelled, "You guys are eating inside and outside. I feed you and provide you with good food and drink on weekdays. But at the critical moment, you are betraying the tribe. You are really not a thing."
"
"You trash, you low-class people..."
He wanted to curse again, but at this time Qin Ming had already arrived in front of him, and his fist had already hit his twisted face.
Qin Ming's fist had no momentum at all, so the purple-clothed warrior only felt fear, but not a strong sense of oppression.
He wanted to avoid it, but he understood that although Qin Ming's attack seemed to have no momentum, in fact it would definitely not So simple.
Otherwise, the obstruction of two thousand warriors would not have been blasted away like a broken bamboo.
Just as he was about to hide, he felt that the air had become extremely thick and his movements slowed down significantly.
An extremely strong sense of oppression came over him, like a huge mountain above his head.
boom……
The fist came and blood splattered on the purple clothes. He was just a warrior at the late stage of the True Dragon Realm. Qin Ming easily killed him without using much force.
Even compared to many ordinary late-stage True Dragon Realm warriors, this purple-clothed warrior is far inferior.
This also proves that not all warriors who directly belong to aristocratic families are stronger than ordinary warriors.
There are also many warriors who are content to enjoy themselves, and their strength is stronger than ordinary warriors who have no support from forces and only rely on their own training.
After killing the purple-clothed warrior, Qin Ming's aura became stronger and more convincing to the warriors.
After discovering the death of the purple-clothed warrior, the two thousand warriors slowly retreated and fled in all directions.
Their predecessors were originally ordinary warriors. They joined the Queyang tribe and worked for Queyang for a little black stone.
If they were really powerful and could join the forces in the city, or were regarded as his confidants by Queyang and cultivated with great emphasis, how could they be reduced to guarding the tribe and doing some chores?
The real confidants of Queyang looked down upon them and yelled at them all day long.
Therefore, when the real crisis for the Queyang tribe came, their first consideration was not how to protect the Queyang tribe, but their own interests so that their lives would not be threatened.
After seeing Qin Ming's powerful strength, he would naturally choose to retreat. He also knew that the Queyang tribe would probably be doomed this time. It's a pity that Qin Ming doesn't need followers now.
In the past, when many warriors expressed their desire to follow him, he refused, and these things had long been spread.
Amidst the sighs of the warriors, Qin Ming had already rushed to the purple-clothed warrior.
It is wrong to say that he rushed over forcefully, because after seeing Qin Ming's powerful strength, the two thousand warriors no longer dared to block him and made way for a passage.
After all, the warriors who blocked him in front met such a miserable end. They just took some black stones from the Queyang tribe, so there was no point in leaving their lives here.
Especially when Yunqing Cliff was destroyed and Queyang was killed, Qin Ming led warriors to attack the Queyang tribe.
Even Queyang is dead, and it doesn't matter whether the tribe will survive in the future. Naturally, they will not fight for the Queyang tribe.
Life is your own, and if you can cultivate to the True Dragon Realm, these warriors all know how to choose, and no one is a fool. ??
Therefore, the two thousand True Dragon Realm warriors, like a mob, were directly pierced by Qin Ming and came to the purple-clothed warrior behind them.
Seeing the warriors taking the initiative to make way for Qin Ming, the purple-clothed warrior yelled, "You guys are eating inside and outside. We feed you and provide you with good food and drink on weekdays. But at the critical moment, you are betraying the tribe. You are really not a thing."
"
"You trash, you low-class people..."
He wanted to curse again, but at this time Qin Ming had already arrived in front of him, and his fist had already hit his twisted face.
Qin Ming's fist had no momentum at all, so the purple-clothed warrior only felt fear, but not a strong sense of oppression.
He wanted to avoid it, but he understood that although Qin Ming's attack seemed to have no momentum, in fact it would definitely not So simple.
Otherwise, the obstruction of two thousand warriors would not have been blasted away like a broken bamboo.
Just as he was about to hide, he felt that the air became extremely thick and his movements slowed down significantly.
An extremely strong sense of oppression came over him, like a huge mountain above his head.
boom……
The fist came and blood splattered on the purple clothes. He was just a warrior at the late stage of the True Dragon Realm. Qin Ming easily killed him without using much force.
Even compared to many ordinary late-stage True Dragon Realm warriors, this purple-clothed warrior is far inferior.
This also proves that not all warriors who directly belong to aristocratic families are stronger than ordinary warriors.
There are also many warriors who are content to enjoy themselves, and their strength is stronger than ordinary warriors who have no support from forces and only rely on their own training.
After killing the purple-clothed warrior, Qin Ming's aura became stronger and more convincing to the warriors.
After discovering the death of the purple-clothed warrior, the two thousand warriors slowly retreated and fled in all directions.
Their predecessors were originally ordinary warriors. They joined the Queyang tribe and worked for Queyang for a little black stone.
If they were really strong, they could join the forces in the city, or be regarded as a confidant by Que Yang and cultivated them, how could they be reduced to guarding the tribe and doing some chores?
The real confidants of Queyang looked down upon them and yelled at them all day long.
Therefore, when the real crisis for the Queyang tribe came, their first consideration was not how to protect the Queyang tribe, but their own interests so that their lives would not be threatened.
After seeing Qin Ming's powerful strength, he would naturally choose to retreat, and he also knew that the Queyang tribe would probably be doomed this time.