Chapter 1169

"Help!" Elder Zhang shouted suddenly, turned around and ran out the door.

"It's rubbish."

Qin Ming shook his head. It seems that he has never regarded himself as a martial artist, and he has no awareness of being a martial artist. He usually only scares and frightens low-level warriors. He is a complete waste.

Even if this kind of person becomes a martial saint, he is still a waste among martial saints, and his combat effectiveness may be worse than Ronaldinho.

"die!"

Qin Ming kicked towards Senlao's head, unable to move, Senlao struggled in vain, and finally a ball was kicked away, blood spilled in the alchemy room, and his body fell to the ground.

After killing Elder Sen, Qin Ming stepped slightly, and flew towards the door at high speed with his whole body, appearing in front of Elder Zhang.

"Don't!" Sensing the breath behind him, Zhang Lao yelled in horror.

Without any mercy, Qin Ming punched him in the chest, piercing his heart.

Alchemy outside.

Hearing Zhang Lao's shout, Wu Sheng, who surrounded the alchemy room in the distance, flew over quickly.

Just as he was about to push the door and rush in, the door was opened, and Qin Ming walked out covered in blood.

"Qin Ming...you..." A Martial Saint opened his mouth, and saw Qin Ming, who was bathed in blood, full of wit.

The aura on Qin Ming's body was truly frightening. When he looked inside the door, two corpses appeared in front of him.

"Where's Wang Zhenwei?" Qin Ming said calmly when he saw the surrounding Wu Sheng.

In the distance, six figures flew towards them at high speed.

It was Wang Zhenwei and Wang Zhao who flew here with the other four martial saints. Although they were far away, they were paying attention to this place all the time.

"Wang Zhenwei, you are finally here."

Looking at Wang Zhenwei who descended from the sky, Qin Ming stood with his hands behind his back.

"Patriarch, be careful of fraud."

Seeing the calm Qin Ming, Wang Zhao stood in front of Wang Zhenwei, stopping him from going forward.

"I have the strongest fighting power here. Even if there is a fraud, I must continue." Wang Zhenwei said lightly, "Get out of the way, I have never seen a big storm, this is just a small scene."

Hearing this, Wang Zhao stepped aside slowly and stared at Qin Ming solemnly.

The current Qin Ming is really too calm, and because of the two corpses lying in a pool of blood in the alchemy room, it adds a bit of terror.

If the Patriarch wasn't injured, he wouldn't be worried at all.

Now the suzerain's injury has just relapsed, if the suzerain's injury suddenly relapses and Qin Ming sneaks in, it will be terrible!

Turning around, Wang Zhao secretly gave everyone a look, and all the martial saints present nodded slightly.

All of them are martial saints of the Wang family, and they are often together, and they can understand each other's meaning with just one look.

They were all secretly preparing, and slowly surrounded Qin Ming, ready to attack at any time.

"Wang Zhenwei, I just learned about your strategy, and I have to say, it's quite exciting." Qin Ming had a compliment on his expression, "It's just two actors, they are really useless."

"It's immoral to insult the people who killed me." Standing opposite Qin Ming, Wang Zhenwei said calmly.

Qin Ming shook his head and said, "They should be damned!"

"Anyone who dares to threaten my woman is dead, and they are no exception."

Staring at Qin Ming, Wang Zhenwei's eyes were sharp, "The person I chose may not perform well, but such a simple play should not be too bad. Have you seen the flaws from other places?"

"What do you think?" Qin Ming asked with narrowed eyes.

Looking at Qin Ming's expression, Wang Zhenwei asked thoughtfully, "You've been pretending, but you already knew this was a game?"