Alchemy & Martial Supreme

0"You are indeed very smart. If it wasn't for me, Qin Ming, the Qin Family would have been destroyed by you." Qin Ming nodded, "However, with me here, the Qin Family would be safe and sound. The only one who would be destroyed would be your Zhang Family."    

    

"Shameless boasting!" The middle-aged man raised his blade and rushed towards Qin Ming. He raised his blade towards the sky, and when he arrived in front of Qin Ming, he suddenly swung it down.    

    

The old man behind the middle-aged man stared at the disciples of the Huayu Sect, who were wearing long white robes. He was ready to strike at any time.    

    

The disciples of the Huayu Sect in white robes looked at the old man with golden hands and smiled, showing no intention of stopping him.    

    

Just as the middle-aged man and the old man thought that Qin Ming would be dismembered like this, another disciple of the Huayu Sect struck the middle-aged man's blade with his sword at lightning speed.    

    

"Martial Sect!" The middle-aged man felt the force of the blade and his heart skipped a beat.    

    

The young man in white was from the Martial Sect, and this young man was also from the Martial Sect. Then, there were a few other young men behind Qin Ming, could it be that they were from the Martial Sect as well?    

    

Qin Ming waved his hand and said, "Take care of all these people, leave none of them alive."    

    

"Yes, Sect Master!" Everyone said respectfully.    

    

"Sect Master?" The middle-aged man was shocked. Could these people be from the same sect?    

    

Looking at the weapons of these young men, the middle-aged man secretly complained. He never thought that the Qin Family's young patriarch would join a sect, and even become the sect's Sect Master.    

    

Wasn't the Qin Family hiding too deeply?    

    

If the Qin Family revealed their true strength, he would have eaten too much and dared to provoke them. He would have rolled as far away as he could.    

    

"Young Master Qin." The middle-aged man begged for mercy, "I have eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. I will give you all these Spirit Stone resources. I only beg you to give us a way out."    

    

The disciples of the Huayu Sect didn't care about the middle-aged man begging for mercy. Since Sect Master didn't say stop, they wouldn't stop.    

    

The middle-aged man and the golden-armed elder didn't even have the time to beg for mercy. The two disciples of the Huayu Sect had already begun their attack. They couldn't care less.    

    

The two disciples of the Huayu Sect attacked while the other disciples rushed forward to prevent the other Zhang family members from escaping. Qin Ming was watching from the side.    

    

The disciples of the Huayu Sect rarely exchanged blows with Martial Cultivator of the same level. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the two disciples had a good fight. Qin Ming secretly nodded his head as he watched.    

    

The disciples of the Huayu Sect, who were wearing white long robes, were not used to fighting each other. They were caught by the old man's golden palm a few times and suffered some losses. However, as the number of attacks increased, the disciples became more and more familiar with each other, following the old man.    

    

With the help of the Heavenly Level Spirit Skills, the disciple gradually suppressed the old man's golden palm, forcing him to retreat.    

    

At the same time, the middle-aged man with the long blade was completely suppressed by another disciple of the Huayu Sect. He had no way to fight back.    

    

"Everyone, i, the seven elders, am only here to help. All the Spirit Stone are here. I will withdraw now." The old man was stabbed by a disciple of the Huayu Sect, causing him to be injured on the spot. He quickly begged for mercy, wanting to hand over all the Spirit Stone on his body so that Qin Ming could let him go.    

    

"If you want to take money from someone, you have to do it for them. How can you give up halfway?" Qin Ming said with a smile. How could it be so easy to keep the Spirit Stone alive?    

    

If the one who lost the battle was Qin Ming, these people would never let him go. If he wanted to keep the Spirit Stone, he would have to leave everything behind. There was no such thing as a good thing in the world.    

    

"I'll fight you all to the death!" When the middle-aged man saw that the seven elders were begging for mercy, he knew that if he didn't fight with his life on the line, he would stay here today. He gritted his teeth and ignored the long sword that was coming at him. A huge blade was slashed at the Huayu Sect disciples. It was a move that could bring them down with him.    

    

The middle-aged man had obviously used all of his strength. His big blade was heavy and heavy. Even if he wasn't killed, he would still be crippled. No, he looked at the position where the big blade was aimed at. If he was struck, he would die.    

    

As for the thin sword of the Huayu Sect, because it was thin, even if it was stabbed, it would still be very likely to live.    

    

The Huayu Sect disciple who was fighting the middle-aged man had never seen such a ruthless person before. His heart trembled, and his hand slowed down for a moment. It was too late for him to dodge.    

    

"Pu!" The two disciples of the Huayu Sect who were standing at the side of the formation didn't hesitate any longer. The two of them moved in a flash. One of them stabbed the middle-aged man's throat with his sword while the other disciple used his thin sword to pull the middle-aged man's saber to the side.    

    

"They are both from the Martial Sect!" The middle-aged man unwillingly looked at the thin sword in his throat and fell down.