Combos

"A newly promoted Martial Venerable, you don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!" The short-haired Martial Venerable, holding a Broadsword, looked at Qin Ming with a livid expression.

"I think it's you who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth! Ignoring the rules of the duel, you've resorted to despicable tactics again and again."

Qin Ming glanced at the White-Robed Pill Saint, who was lying on the ground, stone-dead. He flew over to the corpse, waved his hand, and the Divine Artifact Medicine Cauldron on the ground was sucked into his space ring.

"How bold! You kill my people, steal my things, and still dare to talk so arrogantly!" Seeing Qin Ming ignore him and tidy up his things there, the short-haired Martial Venerable was instantly enraged.

"Those who kill will be killed in turn; you are no different!" Qin Ming raised his head and gave a cold smile.

"Since that's the case, it looks like I'll have to leave you here today." The short-haired Martial Venerable gripped his Broadsword tightly, his expression grim.

He swung his Broadsword casually, and the Power of Heaven and Earth gathered within the blade. He stepped twice in the air, and his body instantly appeared before Qin Ming.

"Go to hell!" The short-haired Martial Venerable swept his Broadsword horizontally. The speed of the blade was too fast for the naked eye to track; it kicked up endless dust from the ground, and an incomparable Aura enveloped Qin Ming.

"Hm?" Qin Ming hadn't expected the short-haired Martial Venerable to strike the moment he spoke. However, he felt no panic; instead of retreating, he advanced and threw a fierce punch toward the hilt of the blade.

"You've got guts." The short-haired Martial Venerable narrowed his eyes. This move looked simple, but it required incomparable courage.

You have to know, when ordinary people see such a powerful and heavy strike, most would retreat. Once they retreat, the rhythm would be controlled by him. At that point, he could rely on the length of his Broadsword, coupled with his continuous blade techniques, to leave this brat unable to cope.

With no other choice, the short-haired Martial Venerable withdrew his horizontal sweep, stepped back, and slashed the blade diagonally.

"The Seven Styles of the Returning Blade!"

Qin Ming only felt that the angle of this blade was extremely tricky. He could neither retreat nor advance; no matter how he moved, he would be struck by the blade. With nowhere to hide, he had no choice but to take it head-on.

"Damn it, without a suitable pair of gauntlets, I wouldn't have to fight so stiflingly." Qin Ming tapped his feet lightly, flew diagonally into the sky, and just barely dodged the strike.

"Where are you running?" Seeing Qin Ming dodge, the short-haired Martial Venerable's face showed joy. Since he dodged, his Aura would weaken. He could use one move after another, leaving him unable to cope.

Instantly, a massive Aura enveloped Qin Ming. The short-haired Martial Venerable raised his blade, focused his energy, and slashed toward the sky. Suddenly, the sky rippled like water waves as it spread toward Qin Ming.

"Not good." Seeing this move, Qin Ming's eyes widened, because he saw that the short-haired Martial Venerable was still gathering Aura. Clearly, even if he took this move head-on, he wouldn't be able to get close to the short-haired Martial Venerable to interrupt his subsequent moves.

"This Martial Artist is skilled at combo attacks, but the power of each individual move isn't great. I can't let him link them together; if several strikes stack up and I get hit, I will definitely be seriously injured."

From just a few moves, Qin Ming judged that the short-haired Martial Venerable before him was extremely skilled at combo attacks.

With this type of Martial Artist, if you let him unleash several moves at once, the blade techniques will stack, multiplying their power.

"I'll take this move head-on first!" In an instant, Qin Ming understood that he had to break the earlier moves so that the short-haired Martial Venerable's techniques couldn't link together.

Gathering the Power of Heaven and Earth on his fist, Qin Ming threw a fierce punch at the water-like ripples.

"Boom!" Taking the move head-on, Qin Ming was knocked back by the force of the attack, putting even more distance between him and the short-haired Martial Venerable.