Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"Alright, I'll bring you to take revenge!" Qin Ming grabbed Song Chen's shoulder, flew into the sky, and flew forward.    

Not long after, he brought Song Chen to a group of bandits who were resting.    

When the group of bandits saw someone flying towards them, they immediately stood up. When they saw Qin Ming and Jin Zhizhi's demeanors, their faces turned solemn.    

The lowest cultivation realm of the flying Martial Cultivator was the Saint Beast realm, but they didn't have a single Saint Beast realm Martial Cultivator.    

The leader of the bandits was a middle-aged man in black. He saw Qin Ming and Jin Zhizhi. With a smile on his face, he hurriedly jogged over and bowed. "May I know why senior has come here? If you need anything from me, just tell me."    

This place was remote, and the energy in the air was thin. There were very few Saint Beast Realm experts.    

Suddenly, two Saint Beast Realm experts appeared. His heart was pounding.    

Don't look at how he dared to slaughter the village at any time. Killing people was even more common at home. That was because he knew that there were no true experts here, and true experts wouldn't be bored to care about them.    

In the eyes of experts, they were like ants.    

These two powerhouses who flew down from the sky, their martial arts realms were at least at the Holy Beast Realm.    

Facing such powerhouses, his first reaction was to run away, because his life was already in the hands of the other party.    

But he did not dare to run.    

If he ran without saying a word, it was very likely that these two experts would think that they did not respect the other party, then the other party would very likely kill them easily.    

It had to be known that with the strength of a Saint Beast Realm expert, wanting to kill them was as easy as flipping his hand. If he did not respect the experts, he would definitely die.    

Moreover, in the eyes of the expert, they were just ants. As long as they showed respect and put their attitude at the lowest, the other party would not lower his status to make things difficult for them.    

Looking at this group of bandits, Qin Ming said with a faint smile, "Who are you people? What are you doing here?"    

"Senior, we are the hunters of the nearby villages. We usually hunt for a living, and now we are resting." As he spoke, the middle-aged Martial Cultivators waved at his companion. A piece of wild beast meat was taken out.    

"This is the meat of the Light Wind Rabbit. It tastes delicious. If Senior wants to try it, I will roast it for you right now."    

"Hurry up and start the fire. Bring out all the most precious wine and greet this Sir properly!"    

After hearing his words, the others hurriedly moved. The one who started the fire lit the fire, and the one beside them bowed and bowed to serve them. It could be said that the division of labor was very detailed.    

Looking at their appearance, Jin Zhizhi looked at Qin Ming with puzzlement. "Is there a mistake? I don't think they are robbers. They should be hunters."    

Song Chen had never seen a bandit who slaughtered a village before. Hearing Jin Zhizhi's words, he retracted the hatred in his eyes and looked at Qin Ming with doubt.    

Hearing the word bandit, these people trembled. The eyes of the middle-aged man in the lead moved quickly, the smile on his face became even wider. He nodded at Jin Zhizhi again and again at his waist. Extremely respectful: "How can we be robbers? We are all villagers of our duty"    

"It's just that because we hunt all year round, it's hard to avoid the smell of blood on our bodies"    

"What's wrong? Could it be that there are robbers in the vicinity? Thank you for your reminder, we will definitely be careful. If the robbers that we killed on that day dare to come, we will definitely make them die a horrible death!"    

From the middle-aged man's expression, it seemed like he had a deep-seated hatred for the robbers.