Alchemy & Martial Supreme

When there were many Martial Cultivator that wanted to follow him, he had rejected them all. These things had already spread like wildfire.    

While the Martial Cultivator were sighing with emotion, Qin Ming had already rushed in front of the purple-clothed Martial Cultivator.    

He had said that he had forced himself to rush over. That wasn't right either. After witnessing Qin Ming's formidable strength, the two thousand Martial Cultivator didn't dare to stop him anymore. Instead, they opened up a path for him.    

After all, the Martial Cultivator that blocked his path had ended up in such a miserable state. They had only taken some of the black stones of the Vermilion Bird Tribe. There was no need for them to leave their lives here.    

Especially after the destruction of the Clear Cloud Cliff, the death of the Vermilion Bird Tribe, and Qin Ming's attack on the Vermilion Bird Tribe with the Martial Cultivator.    

Even the Vermilion Bird Tribe had died. It was not a problem for the tribe to survive in the future, so they naturally wouldn't risk their lives for the sake of the tribe.    

Their lives were their own. To be able to cultivate to the True Dragon Realm, these Martial Cultivator knew how to choose. None of them were fools.    

Thus, the 2000 True Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator were like a motley crew. They were pierced through by Qin Ming and arrived in front of the purple-clothed Martial Cultivator behind them.    

Seeing that the Martial Cultivator had taken the initiative to open up a path for Qin Ming, the purple-clothed Martial Cultivator cursed out loudly. "All of you are traitors! Normally, I will raise all of you and provide you with delicious food and drinks, but at the critical moment, you betrayed the tribe! You really are nothing!"    

"All of you are trash. All of you are lowly people..."    

He wanted to curse again, but Qin Ming had already arrived in front of him, and his fist was already aimed at his twisted face.    

Qin Ming's fist didn't have any Qi, and because of this, the purple-clothed Martial Cultivator only felt fear, but didn't feel any strong pressure.    

He wanted to dodge. He understood that although Qin Ming's attack didn't seem to have any Qi, it was definitely not that simple.    

Otherwise, the 2,000 Martial Cultivator's obstruction would not have been blasted away like a hot knife cutting through butter.    

Just as he was about to dodge, he felt the air become extremely viscous, and his movements became noticeably slower.    

An extremely strong sense of oppression assaulted him, as if a huge mountain was right above his head.    

Boom...    

The fist arrived, and blood splashed all over his purple clothes. It was just a late True Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator, and Qin Ming didn't even use much of his strength before easily killing him.    

Compared to many ordinary late True Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator, this purple robed Martial Cultivator was far inferior.    

This also proved that not all Martial Cultivator that belonged to aristocratic families were stronger than ordinary Martial Cultivator.    

There were also many Martial Cultivator that enjoyed the pleasures of life. Their strength was greater than ordinary Martial Cultivator that didn't have any power to support them and could only rely on themselves to cultivate.    

After killing the purple-clothed Martial Cultivator, Qin Ming's aura became even stronger, making the Martial Cultivator believe him even more.    

After discovering the death of the purple-clothed Martial Cultivator, the two thousand Martial Cultivator slowly retreated and fled in all directions.    

Their predecessor was an ordinary Martial Cultivator. For the sake of some black stones, they joined the Vermilion Bird Tribe and worked for the Vermilion Bird Tribe.    

If they were really strong, they could have joined the forces of the city, or were nurtured by the Vermilion Bird Tribe as its trusted aides. How could they be reduced to guarding the tribe and doing some chores?    

They were the true confidants of Qiao Yang, and they looked down on them. They shouted and shouted at them all day long.    

Therefore, when the true crisis of the Vermilion Bird Tribe arrived, the first thing they considered was not how to protect the Vermilion Bird Tribe, but their own interests. Their lives would not be threatened.    

After witnessing Qin Ming's powerful strength, they would naturally choose to retreat. They also knew that the tribe would most likely be doomed this time.