Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Moving to Saint Lord's side, Qin Ming threw out a punch. A red Spiritual Energy and Giant Dragon flew out, roaring as it rushed towards Saint Lord, who was standing still.    

Through the mask, Saint Lord only looked at the Giant Dragon that was rushing towards him. There was no panic on his face, his hand firmly grabbed the handle of the sword.    

The red Giant Dragon had a ferocious expression on its face, and it came in front of Saint Lord with a ferocious aura. In the next breath, it would hit him, as if it wanted to tear him into pieces.    

"Hua..."    

The saber in his hand was raised and put down. The red Giant Dragon that had been roaring just moments ago dissipated into the air.    

It was as if he had never appeared in this world.    

"There are very few Martial Cultivator that use fists. Even in the Paleogene, it is very rare to see a Martial Cultivator that has reached your level with fists."    

Saint Lord inserted his knife into the ground and slowly walked in front of Qin Ming with his empty hand, as if he was taking a stroll.    

"Since you have so much dignity, then I will use the method that you are good at to defeat you and kill you!"    

"I will trample your dignity under my feet and let you know that your so-called dignity is worthless."    

After saying that, Saint Lord raised his fist and rolled down his sleeve, revealing the bones of his withered hand.    

There was no flesh and blood wrapped around his fist. His fist looked very thin and disgusting.    

However, even though he gave up on the weapon he was best at, and used his fist to deal with Qin Ming, Qin Ming's heart still felt heavy, and he didn't relax at all.    

"No matter what method I use, it seems like I'm no match for him. Looks like I can only escape."    

There was nothing shameful about being unable to defeat and flee. Once he became a Peak of Martial Monarch, he would come back and wash away his shame.    

Seeing that Qin Ming seemed to be frightened by his saber, the fighting spirit in his heart retreated. His eyes weren't as firm as before, but swept across the surroundings from time to time. Saint Lord seemed to have seen through Qin Ming's thoughts.    

"Trying to escape?"    

"You won't be able to escape!"    

"Those who have been locked down by my aura have never succeeded in escaping."    

After saying that, Saint Lord's body flew towards Qin Ming like a bolt of lightning. In an instant, he arrived and threw a punch at Qin Ming's chest.    

"This speed..."    

He looked at Saint Lord who was flying towards him. Qin Ming's heart was filled with shock, and he completely gave up on the idea of escaping.    

His speed was too fast. He was on a completely different level from Qin Ming. Trying to run away was just wishful thinking.    

Whether it was speed or strength, Saint Lord had completely crushed him.    

Since he couldn't escape, Qin Ming gave up all thoughts and focused all of his attention on the battle.    

Clenching his fist tightly, he also raised his fist and punched at Saint Lord's incoming fist.    

This might be a chance. Saint Lord did not wear any boxing gloves on his hand, and he had the help of a divine weapon boxing gloves. If he could break his bones with one strike, there might be a possibility of turning the tables.    

"Kacha..."    

The sound of bones breaking came from where the two of them clashed, and then Qin Ming was sent flying.    

"How is this possible?"    

Qin Ming, who had fallen to the ground, hurriedly took out a Perfect Heart-nourishing Pill from his interspatial Dimensional Ring and swallowed it. His hand broke...    

"How can your hand be harder than a divine tool?" Qin Ming exclaimed in disbelief. The glove on his hand was not only a divine tool, but also a top grade divine tool.    

Saint Lord, on the other hand, had used his body to exchange blows with the divine weapon, and had actually shattered his fist.    

"Nothing is impossible. How could a mortal possibly understand the power of the divine blood?" Seeing the shocked expression on Qin Ming's face, Saint Lord laughed arrogantly.    

"Even if you become a Martial Emperor, the strength of your body will never catch up to mine."    

"Do you know why I don't have any flesh and blood?"    

"I have merged my flesh and blood into my bones. After countless forging, I have become a body that is even harder than a Divine Weapon."    

"Other than Martial God, no one else in this world is a match for me."    

"If it wasn't for Holy God's mission, do you think you have the right to make me fight you personally?"    

"In this world, there will never be a match for me."    

"Forge a body that is harder than a divine weapon?" Qin Ming muttered to himself. With such a tough body, even if he became a Peak of Martial Monarch, he still wouldn't be a match for him.    

"Bloodline!"    

"The one who brought all of this here must be the bloodline in his body."    

"If I become Martial God, what kind of bloodline will I awaken?"    

Seeing the ability of the bloodline, Qin Ming yearned for it. Although he wasn't interested in the bloodline of the Devil Scorpion Force, he still had 120% expectation for his own bloodline to evolve.    

"It's impossible. I will never become Martial God in my life."    

Shaking his head, Qin Ming felt pity in his heart. He stared at Saint Lord.    

He had already decided to die together with Saint Lord.    

He hoped that Saint Lord's death would change the Devil Scorpion Force and stop seizing the resources of this world.    

Saint Lord had lived for countless years. When he saw the look in Qin Ming's eyes, he could guess what Qin Ming was thinking.    

"You want to die together with me?"    

"Are you worthy?"    

"I only used 50% of my power just now, and your bones broke..."    

"Too weak, too weak, truly too weak."    

"If you want to die together with me, you are not qualified."    

"Humph..." Qin Ming was not hit by the blow. Saint Lord's contempt for him was the weakness that he could use.    

With a light tap of his toes, Qin Ming flew up into the sky and stood in the void, holding his hands tightly.    

He took a deep breath and started waving his hands towards the sky.    

"Dragon-extinction." "Dragon-extinction!" "Dragon-extinction."    

In an instant, seven Spiritual Energy and Giant Dragon flew out from his hand, circling around in the air and dancing in the air.    

On the ground, Saint Lord did not take the opportunity to attack. Instead, he watched this scene with interest.    

"Combine!"    

Qin Ming pressed down with both hands. The seven Giant Dragon merged into one, turning into a giant dragon that covered the sky. With an overwhelming momentum, it pounced on Saint Lord who was on the ground.    

The gigantic dragon's body was fiery red, as if it was burning. Its body was covered in a silvery-white armor, and it was interwoven with the fiery-red Spiritual Energy.    

Its flying speed was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Saint Lord.    

Looking at the giant dragon that was flying towards them, although it looked extremely strong, he was extremely confident in his own body. He casually raised his hand, and a trace of Dao aura flowed within it.    

"Boom..."    

The thin fist collided with the colossal dragon that covered the sky. The bones that did not have any flesh and blood easily pierced through the colossal dragon like a needle.    

Saint Lord stood in the same spot, unharmed. Not even the corner of his clothes was broken.    

"Dragon-extinction!"    

The giant dragon was completely shattered, and Qin Ming's figure appeared. His purple fist was glowing with a huge Spiritual Energy, and his eyes were filled with determination as he launched an indomitable strike. It was aimed at Saint Lord's head.    

In Qin Ming's eyes, there was nothing. All of his attention was focused on Saint Lord's head.    

He didn't believe that Saint Lord's body was as hard as a divine weapon, without any weaknesses.    

He had hit Saint Lord's body before. It was as hard as a divine weapon. Even if he used all of his strength, he wouldn't be able to injure Saint Lord.    

After thinking about it, Saint Lord's weakness was most likely on his head.    

Although the combination of seven Giant Dragon was one of his strongest attacks, with Saint Lord's divine weapon body, it was obviously impossible for him to injure him severely.    

Qin Ming's attack was just an eye and ears attack. The real attack was himself!    

If he didn't succeed, he would die.