Alchemy & Martial Supreme

This old man gave him a fatal blow at the most critical moment.    

What should he do now?    

Lang Yuan had no choice but to shout, "Yun Yu, let me go. I promise I won't tell anyone about the blackstone mine."    

"From now on, I will walk around you when I see you."    

"Hmph..." Hearing Lang Yuan begging for mercy, yun Yu was overjoyed. He let out a cold snort and laughed, "You have killed countless Martial Cultivator of my Lang Yuan Tribe. I can let you go, but those people who have died are unwilling to do so."    

"Today, you must leave your life here. Only then will you be able to pay tribute to their souls in heaven."    

Hearing Yun Yu's shameless words, lang Yuan's heart was filled with resentment.    

Yun Yu, this old fool, wasn't afraid that he would leak the news of the blackstone mine and say it in such a dignified manner.    

The Martial Cultivator of the Yun Yu Tribe looked at Lang Yuan angrily. They wanted to take revenge for their dead comrades.    

"You want to escape?" At this time, Qin Ming also reacted. Lang Yuan was trying to escape. The reason why he attacked him earlier was so that his subordinates could attract his attention.    

However, Qin Ming didn't chase after Lang Yuan. Instead, he took advantage of this opportunity to kill all the Martial Cultivator in the Lang Yuan Tribe.    

Without Lang Yuan's interference, killing them was very easy for Qin Ming. They didn't even have the chance to escape.    

After killing the Martial Cultivator of the Langyuan Tribe, Qin Ming slowly walked towards Lang Yuan.    

He had eliminated the roots and eliminated the roots. He had killed many people of the Langyuan Tribe and had an irreconcilable hatred with Lang Yuan.    

Now that he could kill him, Qin Ming naturally wouldn't let him go.    

There was the Martial Cultivator of the Fallen Yu Tribe in front of him. Behind him, Qin Ming slowly walked over. Lang Yuan's expression was bitter.    

It was over, he was dead for sure.    

Before he died, he had to give it his all. Lang Yuan didn't choose to beg for mercy anymore. He knew that no matter if it was Qin Ming or Yun Yu, they would never let him go when they had absolute confidence in killing him.    

He no longer had the capital to negotiate, so he could only give it his all now.    

If he gave up, he would only have a sliver of chance, and if he gave up, he would die without a doubt.    

Lang Yuan turned around and roared, then he rushed towards Qin Ming.    

There were too many people in the Fallen Yu Tribe. The possibility of him successfully rushing over from that direction was too low. Although Qin Ming was strong, there was only one person, so the possibility of him rushing over was slightly higher.    

Of course, the exact possibility would depend on how determined Qin Ming was to kill him.    

If he had to kill him, then even if he rushed over, he wouldn't be able to escape from the enemy's pursuit.    

Qin Ming was faster than him.    

"Argh!" Lang Yuan's eyes turned red as he roared. He waved the long blade in his hand in a threatening manner, as if he was going to perish together with Qin Ming.    

This was really going to perish together with him. He knew that if he did not fight with his life on the line, he would not be able to live.    

Lang Yuan's heart was filled with incomparable regret. If he knew this would happen, he wouldn't have robbed the Yun Yu Tribe's black stone mine.    

Even if he did, he wouldn't have delayed it for so long.    

Or perhaps, if he didn't stop Qin Ming from leaving, perhaps there wouldn't be any future matters.    

If possible, he would treat Qin Ming with respect, and perhaps even let him join his side.    

Instead of pushing him to the Yun Yu Tribe, he would push himself to death.    

"You're courting death!" Seeing Lang Yuan charging towards him again, Qin Ming's eyes did not conceal the killing intent in his eyes. He raised his fist once again and smashed it at Lang Yuan.    

To perish together, only the weak Martial Cultivator would choose to do such a helpless thing.    

Lang Yuan didn't even have the qualifications to perish together with him.    

With this punch, even if Lang Yuan didn't die, he would still be seriously injured. He wouldn't be able to escape.    

When the Martial Cultivator members of the Yun Yu Tribe saw Lang Yuan trying to escape, they also chased after him.    

Looking at this situation, the Black Demon Eye narrowed. He knew that the opportunity had come.