Alchemy & Martial Supreme

C622 Hundred Whips



C622 Hundred Whips

0"Got it! This young Martial Emperor caught the Long Whip!" The Martial Cultivator in front of the city rubbed its eyes as it looked at Qin Ming in disbelief.    

    

"He's fine. He wasn't poisoned to death. Just who is this young Martial Emperor?"    

    

"So handsome. If only I was half as powerful as him."    

    

The moment they grabbed the Evil Dragon Whip, all the Martial Cultivator in the frontier city looked at Qin Ming in disbelief.    

    

Young Master Xia also opened his eyes when Qin Ming stabilized the Evil Dragon Whip. He stared at Qin Ming in shock, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He stepped back slightly.    

    

Saint Lord's eyes almost popped out. He never thought that Qin Ming's body would be so strong that he could grab the Evil Dragon Whip with his bare hands.    

    

Furthermore, Young Master Xia's innate ability was broken just like that.    

    

No, that's not right. This wasn't a crack at all. This was because the innate ability had no effect on him at all.    

    

Qin Ming was like a deep pool. No matter how much poison entered his body, it would disappear without a trace.    

    

At this moment, his throat felt dry and his mouth felt bitter.    

    

After Qin Ming grabbed the Evil Dragon Whip, he frowned slightly.    

    

"My body hasn't been refined to the extreme yet. If I had, I wouldn't have felt any pain at all."    

    

The reason he wanted to grab the Evil Dragon Whip with his bare hands was to test the strength of his body. The result of the experiment wasn't very satisfactory.    

    

"Is it because I used the Pill God Body to forcefully break through the Martial Emperor?" Qin Ming guessed, "If I really cultivate to the Martial Emperor realm, I estimate that the Mixed Yuan Exercise and Dragon-extinction will temper my body to the extreme."    

    

Thinking of this, Qin Ming felt relieved. He focused his mind and looked at Young Master Xia and Saint Lord.    

    

When he saw Qin Ming looking at him, Saint Lord suddenly stepped back.    

    

He had just been struck by Qin Ming a few times and was seriously injured. Now, it was very difficult for him to even defend himself. He knew that he was going to die today.    

    

"Humph! Humph!" Qin Ming snorted lightly. He casually swung the whip at Saint Lord and Young Master Xia.    

    

"Pa!" With the sound of the whip, a bloody wound was drawn on Saint Lord's face. He only felt a burning pain on his face.    

    

Qin Ming backhanded whip again and continued to whip back. The Long Whip was soft, and the speed of his whip was very fast. Because Saint Lord was seriously injured, it was inconvenient for him to move, and there was no way for him to escape.    

    

After a hundred whips, Saint Lord's entire body was covered in blood.    

    

Young Master Xia was using his mental energy to control the Evil Dragon Whip with all his might, and he wanted to snatch it back from Qin Ming's hands.    

    

"I'll return it to you!" The Evil Dragon Whip gradually lost control. Qin Ming threw it at Young Master Xia with all his might, and the Evil Dragon Whip whistled towards Young Master Xia.    

    

Young Master Xia stretched out his hand and took the Long Whip. His body suddenly paused. He was injured by the force of the Long Whip.    

    

"This Hundred Whip, I am fighting for the Dark Shadow that you killed!" Qin Ming stared at Saint Lord, his eyes were full of hatred.    

    

From the moment the Dark Shadow was established until now, he had a deep relationship with the Dark Shadow. Those children's parents had both died, and they had always regarded him as the person closest to them.    

    

Their deaths made Qin Ming's heart ache.    

    

Seeing the fierce look in Qin Ming's eyes, Saint Lord was sweating like rain. He felt as if he was trapped in a thousand year old ice, cold to the bone.    

    

"Run..." At this moment, this was the only word in Saint Lord's mind.    

    

"Now, it's time to avenge the shadows. I've said it before, I'm going to take off the heads of the two of you and pay tribute to them." Qin Ming's voice sounded like it came from the depths of hell, and it was filled with coldness.    

    

Saint Lord and Young Master Xia's faces turned pale, and they started retreating frantically, trying to get away from Qin Ming.    

    

Qin Ming took a step in the void and appeared in front of them. His speed wasn't slow to begin with, and now that he had become a half-step Martial Sovereign, his speed had become even faster.    

    


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