Alchemy & Martial Supreme

No, it was impossible for him to even withstand a single strike.    

Because his attack contained Dao.    

Facing the sharp and fierce strike of the black long-sleeved Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator, Qin Ming's expression became serious.    

Mi Bei and Mi Jue had not run far yet, so he had to block the opponent's attack.    

Summoning the flames, Qin Ming gathered the Dao in his body and threw a punch at the long sword.    

The Dao of Wind and the Dao of Fire merged together, and a dazzling light bloomed from the gloves and the long sword.    

The black long-sleeved Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator was sent flying. It fell to the ground and looked at Qin Ming in disbelief.    

"How is this possible? You are clearly a Flood Dragon Martial Cultivator."    

He stood up and rubbed his injured chest. His eyes were sharp and fierce.    

He had already reacted. His opponent's strength was indeed only at the Flood Dragon Realm, but his attack contained an extremely powerful Dao.    

He had never seen such a Dao before.    

"I never thought that you would be a true genius."    

"Such a genius is willing to sacrifice himself to protect the two of them. I think they are extremely important."    

The Black Sleeve Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator thought a lot.    

The strength of this young Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator in front of him was unexpected. He was like a true proud son of heaven.    

But it was this kind of person that stayed behind to stop him.    

It was just an exchange of blows just now. He did not use his full strength.    

After all, attacking a Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator, did he need to use his full strength?    

It was also because of this reason that he was injured. However, this was not his true strength.    

Furthermore, although his opponent could unleash a strike similar to a Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator, in reality, he only had the strength of a Flood Dragon Realm. Such an attack could not be sustained.    

His opponent's speed was not as fast as his. Although his strength was inferior to his, he was a peerless genius.    

And now, he had actually abandoned him to save those two Martial Cultivator. One could imagine how important those two Martial Cultivator's identities were.    

He couldn't be blamed for thinking this way, because this was common sense.    

Only Qin Ming did not care about his status and identity at all. He treated Mi Bei as his family and protected her.    

Therefore, in other people's eyes, he was just a protector, protecting someone with a higher status.    

That was why the Black Sleeve Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator was more interested in Mi Bei.    

"Hmph!" The Black Longsleeve Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator looked at Qin Ming. It did not kill him, but chased after Mi Bei and Mi Jue in the distance.    

He flew above Qin Ming's head, causing Qin Ming to be stunned.    

Qin Ming was ready to welcome his opponent. It was a rainstorm of attacks. He did not expect his opponent to not fight with him.    

"Damn it, he has set his target on Mi Bei."    

He looked at the direction where the black long-sleeved Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator was flying. How could Qin Ming not know what the other party was planning?    

What was going on?    

Qin Ming was confused. Why didn't the other party want to kill him first and instead went to chase after Mi Bei?    

How could Qin Ming know that the Black Sleeve Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator was beating around the bush in his heart?    

If he knew, he would definitely tell the other party. You are thinking too much.    

"We can't let him escape. Once he catches up to Mi Bei, the consequences will be unimaginable."    

Qin Ming could block the attack of the black long-sleeved Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator, but Mi Bei and Mi Jue could not.    

If they caught up, they would not be able to resist at all and would be killed by the opponent.    

They could not let him catch up!    

In a moment of desperation, Qin Ming used Heavy Gravity.    

Instantly, the black long-sleeved Poisonous Demon Martial Cultivator in the sky was pulled down by gravity. He turned around and looked at Qin Ming with a shocked expression.