Alchemy & Martial Supreme

2Young Master Xia was attacked by the long sword. The whip in his hand moved faster and faster.     1

    

The long sword was getting faster and faster, and the Long Whip was getting faster and faster. What they were competing against now was speed. If the Long Whip could not keep up with the speed of the long sword, then Young Master Xia would definitely be injured.    

    

"With a swoosh, the sword suddenly accelerated and broke through the Evil Dragon Whip's seal, piercing towards Young Master Xia's face.    

    

A trace of joy flashed across Martial Emperor Qing Yi's face. This was a technique he had been hiding all this time. This technique's speed could break through the original technique. However, it was only one technique.    

    

If the previous series of moves couldn't hit the enemy, then this move would be his trump card. After the previous series of attacks, the enemy thought that the speed could only be that fast. When this move suddenly appeared, it could usually catch them off guard.    

    

Young Master Xia's eyes widened. He never thought that there would be another killer move hidden in this move.    

    

When Qingyu Nine Swords heard the name, it was like an open and aboveboard move. He didn't expect that the name was actually to mislead the enemy.    

    

At this moment, Young Master Xia suddenly closed his eyes and smiled evilly.    

    

"What?" Martial Emperor Qing Yi Ao Tong was shocked. What was he doing? The sword was about to pierce his face, but he still closed his eyes. Was he preparing to die?    

    

"Evil Dragon Whip, speed!" The power of heaven and earth appeared on Young Master Xia's body. Along with his arm, it spread to the fiery-red Evil Dragon Whip.    

    

The Evil Dragon Whip produced a clear sound, as if it had a life of its own. It swept towards Ao Tong's long sword.    

    

Swoosh!    

    

The speed of the Evil Dragon Whip was astonishing, and in the blink of an eye, it was already close to Ao Tong's long sword.    

    

"What?" At the same time, Ao Tong also noticed the unusual changes in the Evil Dragon Whip. His heart was filled with shock.    

    

"This is the innate ability, it's so strange!" Ao Tong changed the direction of the sword several times. The Evil Dragon Whip seemed to have a premonition. It also changed at the same time, following him like a shadow.    

    

"You're not the only one who has the innate ability. I have it too." Ao Tong suddenly gritted his teeth. The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy in his body became restless as it poured into the long sword.    

    

"Swoosh!" A silvery white ray of light shot out from the long sword and hit Young Master Xia's face.    

    

"Not good." Young Master Xia sensed the killing intent in the silver light and quickly dodged, dodging the attack by a hair's breadth.    

    

However, the silver light was too sharp. It only flew past Young Master Xia's face and left a trail of blood.    

    

The silver light flew straight into the valley below, and a loud explosion was heard.    

    

"Rumble... rumble..."    

    

"Heavens, what happened? Half of the valley has disappeared." Martial Emperor Qing Yi and Ao Tong, who had brought along the righteous Martial Cultivator, saw a silver light flash past and half of the valley disappeared. Their eyes widened and their jaws dropped.    

    

"Run..." Not only the disciples of the Qixin Sect were running away, but also the righteous disciples.    

    

With the Martial Emperor in the sky, even if it was just the aftermath, it was not something that ordinary disciples could withstand.    

    

What they didn't see was that many of the disciples of Qixin Sect were still in the valley. They were all hit by the aftermath and turned into ashes.    

    

In the sky, Martial Emperor Qing Yi was breathing heavily, looking at Young Master Xia in disbelief.    

    

He had already used all the skills he could, but he only managed to leave a scar on his opponent's face.    

    

Young Master Xia wiped the wound on his face, and anger rose from the bottom of his heart.    

    

"I'm injured again. This is the second time I've come to the Gan Continent."    

    

Young Master Xia's expression became uglier and uglier. He looked at Martial Emperor Qing Yi and Ao Tong as if he was looking at a dead man.    

    

He had already decided in his heart that even if Martial Emperor Qing Yi was willing to become his subordinate, he would still kill him.