Alchemy & Martial Supreme

As long as they stopped Qin Ming for half a quarter of an hour before countless poisonous demons surrounded him from behind, they would have accomplished a great feat.

The two of them were ready for defense. Qin Ming clenched his fists tightly, with blazing flames burning in his fists.

"Fire Flame" seemed to know that its master was in danger, and the flames burned even brighter.

boom……

Some heroic spirits have already self-destructed, trying to break the two people's defenses.

It's a pity that the two Half-Step Supremes are powerful and have been prepared for them. Even if more than fifty heroic spirits self-destruct at the same time, it will not have much impact on them.

The martial arts level of the heroic spirits is too low. Even if they self-destruct, if a half-step supreme power is prepared, the impact will be very small, let alone hurt the opponent.

What's more, there were poison demons around, and they blocked most of the damage for their side's half-step supreme powerhouse.

Qin Ming rushed towards the two half-step supreme poison demons, his momentum getting stronger and stronger, and an invisible "power" surged towards the two of them.

"Is this... potential?" Feeling an invisible force around them, both of them were very solemn.

After breaking through to the half-step Supreme Realm through body refining, the two of them were not surprised that the warrior could form a momentum when attacking.

It's just that the momentum created by Qin Ming's attack was a bit too strong, and it was able to restrain them, making their attack and defense much slower.

If it were just one person, he wouldn't necessarily be able to block Qin Ming, but there were two of them!

If one person attacks and the other defends, forcing Qin Ming not to attack with all his strength, it is absolutely impossible for Qin Ming to kill them both.

The two knew that the best defense was to attack, so one of the Poison Demons held a long sword and stabbed Qin Ming where he must pass.

This sword was not to kill Qin Ming, nor to hurt him, but to disrupt Qin Ming's offensive.

What surprised both of them was that Qin Ming did not defend or dodge, and just let the sword penetrate straight into his body.

At the same time, Qin Xixuan on the side also attacked, stabbing the poison demon's defense with a sword.

A sword thrust out, the middle door opened wide, and Qin Ming's fist drove straight in.

Bang...

One Poison Demon was knocked away, and the other Poison Demon was grabbed by Qin Ming's neck.

"Ah!" Qin Ming roared and plucked off his head.

Qin Ming's body was bleeding profusely.

In order to kill the two of them in the shortest time, Qin Ming endured their sword blows.

Fortunately, the vital point was avoided, and although the injury was serious, it was not fatal.

After killing two people, Qin Ming continued to escape, with the poisonous demon chasing after him.

The two were flying, and countless poisonous demons were coming towards him. Even though the heroic spirits were trying their best to protect him, many poisonous demons still came in and killed them.

Especially some elite poison demons who have reached the peerless level of martial arts, they can even kill directly in front of Qin Ming.

In order to kill these poisonous demons, Qin Ming suffered a lot of injuries.

But it doesn't matter, I finally broke out.

However, most of the heroic spirits behind him were missing, and both Qin Ming and Qin Xixuan were seriously injured.

Qin Ming felt heartbroken when he saw two long swords stuck behind Qin Xixuan's back.

There was a half-step Supreme Poison Demon sneak attack just now, but Qin Xixuan helped him block the sword, giving him a chance to fight back.

As for the other sword, Qin Ming didn't know when Qin Xixuan was attacked.

There were too many poison demons around, and Qin Ming could no longer care about Qin Xixuan's safety.

Fortunately, Qin Xixuan escaped in the end. Although Qin Xixuan was seriously injured, it was not fatal.

Looking at the Poison Demon in the distance, Qin Ming clenched his fists tightly.