Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Qi Qi tried for a long time. Just as the four of them were getting impatient from waiting and were about to berate him, he raised his head after a moment of hesitation and said reluctantly: "I'll go! I can't do it. "    

Hearing this, the four of them laughed even more wildly.    

The Martial Cultivator standing at the very front raised the black broadsword on his shoulder high up and laughed cruelly, "You are a man who understands the situation. You will definitely become great in the future."    

"Today, let me chop off your hand and lend you a hand."    

His words were full of ridicule. The four of them did not expect that Qi Qi could not even chop off their own hands and still needed help.    

What a waste.    

They did not suspect that Qi Qi had any schemes at all. After all, there was an absolute difference in strength between the two of them. The four of them were all at the late stage of the True Dragon Realm, and they were also people who tempered their poison bodies. Their strength was stronger than an ordinary Martial Cultivator.    

If the four of them fought one on one, the other party would not be a match for them. Moreover, if they attacked together, qi Qi would not have any chance of surviving.    

And if he cut off one of his hands, although his strength would be greatly affected temporarily, there were still pill in this world that could regrow broken limbs.    

Another breakthrough into the True Dragon Realm and reach the Saint Beast Realm would also allow the regrowth of severed limbs.    

Breaking off an arm was always better than losing one's life. They were not surprised by Qi Qi's choice at all.    

At this moment, they felt more and more that Qi Qi had made a choice. The aura on this young man was too strong, and it was still increasing.    

Now, it had already surpassed the peak of an ordinary True Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator's aura. Something was wrong.    

They were all knowledgeable people, and they instantly understood what was going on.    

The bald Martial Cultivator looked at Qi Qi in surprise, and said with a sneer: "No wonder you want to save him. It turns out that his martial talent is not bad."    

"However, no matter how strong his talent in martial arts is, it's useless. He's dead for sure."    

As he spoke, he staggered in front of Qi Qi. The heavy saber that he raised high suddenly slashed at Qi Qi's outstretched hand. His gaze was fixed on Qi Qi's face, wanting to see his pained expression.    

Originally, they had been able to release Qi Qi. The reason they had decided to leave him behind was because they wanted to torture him.    

Seeing the despair and pain that the others were unable to resist made them feel at ease.    

He refined his poisonous body and endured inhumane torture. He also wanted to let others have a taste of pain.    

This was also the reason why most of the poison body Martial Cultivator's mental state was abnormal. After all, they were often tormented by pain. Even if it was normal, it would still become distorted.    

Moreover, in order to pursue greater strength, it was normal for the Martial Cultivator to choose to temper its poisonous body.    

As he expected, on Qi Qi's face, he saw reluctance, pain, and compromise.    

When the other three saw the pained expression on Qi Qi's face, they felt extremely relieved.    

This strike was like lightning, and Qi Qi did not show any signs of dodging. Seeing this, the bald Martial Cultivator felt even more at ease.    

Just as the heavy blade was about to cut Qi Qi's arm, a black shadow flashed past and blocked the heavy blade at lightning speed.    

Qi Yi appeared in front of the bald Martial Cultivator. The short sword in his hand accurately stabbed the hilt of the heavy blade.    

This strike caused the heavy sword's center of gravity to deviate, and it directly smashed onto the ground.    

At the same time, qi Qi, who had long been prepared, suddenly made a move. He picked up the large sword that was placed on the ground, and with an upper lich, aimed at the bald-headed Martial Cultivator's chest.    

All of this happened extremely quickly. Before the other three could react, the bald Martial Cultivator had already been struck.