Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Experts would always leave their trump cards for themselves. Two longswords were his strongest attacks and also his strongest trump card.    

Initially, he didn't plan to use them.    

He didn't expect Qin Ming to be so difficult to deal with.    

Qin Ming's talent and strength would definitely pose a threat to Poison Demon Sect in the future.    

In order to kill Qin Ming, he would throw caution to the wind.    

Besides, he would kill everyone here. If he used the trump card of his dual swords, no one would know about it.    

Seeing Poison Demon take out another long sword, Qin Ming didn't think much of it.    

It wasn't that the more weapons one had, the stronger the Martial Cultivator would be.    

But when he saw Poison Demon waving the long sword in a coordinated manner, Qin Ming's heart sank.    

Damn it, the opponent actually did not use his strongest strength. He had been hiding his true strength just now.    

As for him, he had already used everything he could.    

Before he could react, the iron hill had already arrived. Qin Ming did not have time to think too much, and could only raise his spirits and counter attack when he saw the move.    

Qin Ming could block an iron hill with a long sword without missing a beat.    

But the two long swords were continuous, and it was extremely difficult for him to block them.    

His eyesight could keep up with the opponent's attack.    

However, each sword strike carried a great deal of Origin Qi. After he received it, his arm hurt.    

With every sword strike, the injuries on his arm worsened. However, his opponent's two swords continued to slash at him, making it impossible for him to escape.    

Damn it.    

Qin Ming wanted to change the situation, but his opponent seemed to have seen through his thoughts. He did not launch a fatal attack, but continued to attack, forcing him to block.    

Bang!    

After blocking the long sword for an unknown number of times, his arm was finally injured, causing his reaction to slow down.    

There was one sword that was unable to block in time, and was inevitably stabbed.    

"Pu..."    

Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Qin Ming's left hand firmly grabbed onto the long sword that stabbed into him, and his right hand brazenly attacked Iron Hill's chest, launching an attack.    

"Peng!"    

Originally he planned to directly end Qin Ming's life, but he did not expect Qin Ming to counterattack without fear of death. Iron Hill could only use another long sword to block it.    

Qin Ming's attack was very powerful. After receiving this attack, he couldn't help but retreat.    

The long sword that was left on Qin Ming's body could only give up.    

"You're courting death!"    

Stopping his steps, iron Hill turned around and attacked again.    

Qin Ming was already injured, so his strength would definitely drop. He was definitely not his match.    

Iron Hill would not give his opponent any chance to catch his breath while he was ill.    

All of this happened in a split second. Lian Yu, who was standing beside him, could not intervene.    

She could sense a strong threat from the Iron Hill. If she wasn't careful, she might be killed by the opponent.    

If she went forward to help, she would only implicate Qin Ming to protect her.    

She could only watch anxiously from the side.    

Now that she saw Qin Ming was injured, lian Yu could no longer care about anything else. She held the longsword in her hand and blocked in front of Qin Ming.    

"No!"    

A figure flashed in front of him. Lian Yu appeared in front of him and Qin Ming shouted.    

Lian Yu was no match for his opponent.    

Even if it was just a single strike, she wouldn't be able to withstand it!    

Qin Ming forcefully pulled out the longsword on his body, intending to bypass Lian Yu and block the Iron Hill's attack.    

But it was already too late!    

The flying speed of the Iron Hill was extremely fast, and its attack speed was even faster.    

Just as Qin Ming pulled out his long sword, iron Hill had already launched an attack on Lian Yu. The long sword was fast and urgent, and it did not show any tenderness towards the fairer sex.    

Lian Yu saw Iron Hill's attack and was ready to attack at any time.    

As the attack approached, lian Yu seized the opportunity and blocked it with his sword in front of him.    

"Peng!"    

With a crisp sound, lian Yu's long sword was sent flying.    

It was completely different from what Lian Yu had expected.