Chapter 1089: Nine Wu Zun

"Qin Ming, I want to see where you are running this time!"
Ten figures surrounded Qin Ming, and the head was a woman wearing a red dress with a smug face.
The other nine warriors are all dressed in black, without any expressions on their faces, but their breaths are connected together, faintly forming a certain formation.
The strength of these men in black has reached the realm of Wu Zun!
"Yun Xiatian!"
When Qin Ming saw the woman, his eyes squinted, killing intent boiling in his heart.
Next to Qin Wu, since she heard Yun Xiatian's laughter, her face was full of hatred without hesitation. She drew out her long sword to guard at any time.
Xiao Luo behind her, with hatred on his face, but also knew that he would not be effective in the battle, and would only become a burden to her sister. He hid behind Qin Wu, his fingers squeezed together.
The only expression indifferent is that the martial arts strength has reached the vicissitudes of Wu Sheng.
He has already advanced to Martial Saint, and his strength is among the best in the Martial God Sect.
His martial arts talent is in the Martial God Sect, maybe not the best, but he not only has martial arts talent, alchemy talent is even more terrifying.
Supported by countless pills, the strength is not comparable to other poor elders in the sect.
After all, the cultivation of Martial Saint consumes a lot of resources, and although the Martial God Sect does not have many disciples, each disciple has very good qualifications, and their cultivation also requires a lot of resources.
The resources of the Martial God Sect are limited, and there are few resources that can supply the elders, and most of the resources for the elders are directly earned.
But no matter how much he earns, it is impossible to compare the strength of Alchemy Dao in the entire Yuan Continent.
In many cases, whether the martial artist is strong or not, and whether the talent is good or not depends largely on resources.
Pharmacists have a unique advantage in earning resources!
"It's such a big battle. Nine Wu Zuns were invited to besiege. You really can count on me!" Qin Ming's voice was gloomy as his eyes swept over the many Wu Zuns.
As for how to find his position, Qin Ming was too lazy to ask.
He didn't hide himself with his god-level talent and magical powers, and the terrain was open here. It would not be difficult to find himself with the power of crab demon power.
"I always use my full strength when I shoot."
"Moreover, you deserve the slave family's all-out effort!" Yun Xiatian stared at Qin Ming, her eyes faintly murderous.
She has never failed so miserably.
But, this is nothing. There are too many strong people in this continent. Although she cares about her defeat, she doesn't care very much.
Qin Ming bluffed her twice, which really made her frustrated.
She prides herself on being extremely intelligent and has played with many warriors. She didn't expect that in the hands of Qin Ming, this stinky kid, she would be deflated again and again!
Now, Qin Ming was finally surrounded.
This time I will definitely not let him run away!
It will not let him bluff!
Qin Ming smiled, with mockery on his face: "That's really an honor for me."
"You are right, it is indeed your honor to die in my hands!" Taking out a pair of red gloves, Yun Xiatian slowly put them on her hands.
"Last time I let you run, how do you run this time?"
Looking at Qin Ming, Qin Wu, Xiao Luo, and an old man, Yun Xiatian's face was full of confidence.
Qin Ming has the strength of a half-step martial arts, she doesn't care about it.
Qin Wu and Xiao Luo, she can kill them by raising her hand.
As for this old man, it doesn't seem to be a great thing, and it is nothing to worry about!
She is no longer what she used to be, and with nine more helpers, this time she will definitely be able to catch Qin Ming and be ashamed.