Qin Ming smiled lightly: "Arrogant? I don't feel arrogant."
"Don't think that you are a great martial artist. We have eleven martial arts." Wang Zhao stared at Qin Ming, "I advise you to surrender!"
"I'm afraid that if we can't hold it, we will kill you!"
"Come on, then!" Qin Ming clenched his right hand and appeared in front of Wang Zhao with a vigorous step.
So fast?
Qin Ming's figure was like a flash of lightning, and no one except Wang Zhenwei could keep up.
"Go away!" Wang Zhenwei's energy is always on Qin Ming's body. The moment he discovered Qin Ming's actions, he also instantly saw his goal. He immediately smashed Wang Zhao into the air, doubled his swords forward, and resisted Qin Ming's extraordinary momentum. Punch.
"Humph……"
Seeing that Wang Zhao was hit and flying, Qin Ming did not attack him, but set the target on Wang Zhenwei.
With a heavy punch, it changed into a palm, with a whistling sound in the palm, with a restrained spirit, and a faint flash of pride, a palm slapped on the two swords, making a dull sound.
Feeling the power from the two swords, Wang Zhenwei's face changed drastically, his hands moved back slightly, his spiritual energy attached to his palms, and he wanted to cleverly resolve Qin Ming's palm strength.
But is Qin Ming's power so easy to dissolve?
Layers of strength rushed toward the double swords. Wang Zhenwei backed back again and again. With every step, there was a crack in the bluestone ground. With every step, his palm trembled, and he retreated three steps in succession. The power on the double swords It all disappeared.
The swords in his hand kept shaking and buzzing, Wang Zhenwei stared at Qin Ming in shock.
All of this happened at the moment of lightning and flint. Qin Ming and Wang Zhenwei fought against each other in an instant, and many martial sages reacted, holding weapons and rushing towards Qin Ming.
"stop!"
Wang Zhenwei stopped loudly, "Qin Ming is not something you can deal with."
"All back!"
"I am fighting Qin Ming, neither of you should interfere, even if I am dead, you should not interfere, let alone give me revenge."
"Patriarch!" Wang Zhao shouted, putting his hand on the sword, not reconciled.
Wang Zhenwei shouted sharply: "Stay back!"
Receiving the sword, Wang Zhao and the other martial sages retreated unwillingly and retreated to a safe distance.
"You didn't have the idea of fighting Qin Wu and Ronaldinho. In return, I won't kill them!"
Watching Wang Zhao and others retreat, Qin Ming did not stop.
"Thank you!" Wang Zhenwei stared at Qin Ming, he was glad that he did not attack the training room.
The training room has an array method, which is in harmony with the array method of the alchemy room. Attacking the array method of the cultivation room will cause the alchemy room to react.
If they attacked the cultivation room and caused Qin Ming to go crazy, he couldn't imagine the consequences.
He is a warrior who is good at speed. Seeing the corpse in the alchemy room, he can tell that Qin Ming uses a fist. His first reaction is that Qin Ming is a power-type warrior.
It never occurred to him that Qin Ming's speed would be so fast that only he could keep up with Qin Ming's speed.
If Qin Ming deliberately wanted to kill other martial sages, he could not stop him, and none of his martial sages could escape.
Originally brought all the power over to increase the chances of winning and prevent Qin Ming from escaping, but he didn't expect it to become a burden instead.
Fortunately, Qin Ming did not intend to attack them.
When Qin Ming said to let him go, Wang Zhao only felt hot on his face. He just persuaded the other party to surrender, and in a blink of an eye the other party was merciful to save his life.
Other martial sages are also ashamed. Not only are they unable to help the Patriarch, they are a burden.
