Alchemy & Martial Supreme

If the Martial Cultivator saw the change in Huantian, it would definitely scold him for what he had done.    

The Martial Cultivator were all searching for the array formation, so they didn't have the time to care about the changes in Heaven Summoning.    

"Something's not right. The aura on his body is still increasing. He has already surpassed me."    

"If this aura isn't wrong, doesn't that mean that his true strength is also greater than mine?" Qin Ming frowned.    

The Qi of the Martial Cultivator was related to his own strength, but it was not absolutely related.    

Except for a few Martial Cultivator's aura that could be disguised, most of them could not.    

In most cases, the aura of a single Martial Cultivator determined his strength.    

The amount of strength he had would allow him to emit a powerful aura.    

The aura that could summon the heavens was increasing. It was very likely that his strength was also increasing.    

"I'll take this opportunity to kill him!" Qin Ming took out a silver glove from his interspatial Dimensional Ring and wore it on his hand.    

Ever since the flames were destroyed, Qin Ming gathered the glove from the entire Skydragon World.    

Very few Martial Cultivator used gloves. Even body cultivators would usually choose either a stick or a knife. Therefore, there were very few gloves and weapons in Skydragon World, and even fewer good gloves.    

With Qin Ming's current strength, ordinary boxing gloves could not withstand his strength at all.    

Even most of the boxing gloves were not as hard as his hands.    

Therefore, in normal battles, Qin Ming would not wear boxing gloves.    

Qin Ming did not have the confidence to win against Huantian. He had to use 120% of his strength.    

This pair of gloves could barely bear his strength. After a battle, it would definitely be crippled.    

This was the best gloves in Skydragon World.    

Qin Ming couldn't wait any longer. He chose to attack with all his strength. The reason why he told the Martial Cultivator not to attack Zhao Tian was because they couldn't kill him.    

As long as Zhao Tian didn't want to die and chose to escape or fight, it was impossible to kill him in a short period of time.    

He might even be killed by Zhao Tian.    

Under these circumstances, their greatest use was to find a formation, not to waste time with him.    

That was why Qin Ming stopped him. It wasn't because he really didn't want to kill him.    

The most important thing right now was to find the formation and break it.    

If it wasn't for the fact that he was alone and that he was alone, Qin Ming would have chosen to search for the formation.    

Now, he could only pray that his Nether Fire would be able to break the formation after he found it.    

Previously, he had used the Nether Fire to break the formation in front of the Demon Ancestor. The Demon Ancestor must know of his ability and would definitely take precautions.    

He could only hope that the Demon Ancestor's defences would no longer be effective.    

"Kill!" After Qin Ming put on his boxing gloves, he rushed towards Zhao Tian without hesitation.    

He raised his boxing gloves high and smashed them towards Zhao Tian's head.    

The boxing gloves were full of Origin Qi, and there was also the Dao of Wind and Fire wrapped around it. Once Zhao Tian's head was hit, even if he was a Saint Blood Martial Cultivator, this punch would still take his life.    

Qin Ming was not an ordinary Martial Cultivator. His attacks were much stronger than Feng Bai's, and were much faster and more ruthless. It was impossible for Heaven-Summoning to take it head on.    

Seeing that Huantian didn't respond to his attacks, but instead hugged his head and screamed in pain, Qin Ming was overjoyed.    

This was his chance.    

However, just as Qin Ming was about to hit Huo Tian's head, as if he had sensed something, huo Tian fell to the ground and rolled on the ground, dodging Qin Ming's attack.    

After he fell to the ground, he immediately stood up and put down his hand that was holding his head. His eyes were red, and his eyes were filled with killing intent.    

Zhao Tian woke up.