Alchemy & Martial Supreme

C2594 The Casualties Were Devastating



C2594 The Casualties Were Devastating

2On the first floor of the tower, on the second floor, they went through some danger, but with their great power, they all got through it.    

    

Now that they were in the third level, stepping into a trap, coming into contact with the Poison Demon led by the Demon Ancestor, more than half of them died.    

    

The Demon Ancestor was truly worthy of being called the Demon Ancestor. His strength was formidable, and his schemes were difficult to guard against. The traps he set up were even more so deadly.    

    

It was fine if he didn't make a move. Once he made a move, there was no way for them to survive.    

    

The only thing they could do now was to protect Qin Ming. Even if all the Martial Cultivator were to die, they had to protect Qin Ming.    

    

Even if they died... Qin Ming had to die in the end.    

    

When all the Martial Cultivator heard Xia Fang's roar, they threw away the enemies in front of them and rushed towards Qin Ming.    

    

Their opponents would never let go of such a good opportunity. They took the opportunity to attack and killed a few more people in an instant.    

    

In just two breaths' time, there were only three Martial Cultivator left around Qin Ming.    

    

Including Qin Ming and Xia Fang, there were only two bald Martial Cultivator. They stood next to Qin Ming while breathing heavily.    

    

The vast sea of people, they were like boats in the sea, about to be drowned at any time.    

    

All the Poison Devils looked at the four of them, they knew that the four of them were dead for sure. Without any hesitation, they waved their weapons and attacked their vitals.    

    

The Devil Ancestor had already arrived in front of Xia Fang. He didn't attack Xia Fang, he didn't even look at him. Instead, he stared at Qin Ming.    

    

"Kill!"    

    

The longsword in his hand cut through the air, bringing along a fierce gale as it attacked Qin Ming's vitals.    

    

The other Poison Devils also coordinated their attacks and attacked Qin Ming.    

    

First, they would kill Qin Ming. Their target was very clear.    

    

Therefore, most of the Poison Devils were attacking Qin Ming. Only a few of them who couldn't reach Qin Ming were attacking Xia Fang and the other two Martial Cultivator.    

    

"Am I going to die?"    

    

Countless blade lights and sword shadows came pressing down on him. Xia Fang knew that he was going to die.    

    

At this moment, his heart calmed down as he faced death.    

    

This day would come sooner or later, and it all depended on whether or not death was worth it.    

    

"What a pity. I can't destroy that saint blood."    

    

Xia Fang had a bitter smile on his face. He had risked his life to attack, but he had fallen into the trap set by the Demon Ancestor.    

    

Perhaps the outcome had already been decided from the very beginning.    

    

"I heard that before one dies, one will remember their entire life, and the person they cherish the most will appear in their mind." At this moment, xia Fang thought of many things.    

    

As a Dragon Realm pinnacle Martial Cultivator, as the president of the Demon Hunter Association, he had all sorts of thoughts running through his mind before he died.    

    

However, his hands didn't stop moving as he desperately tried to block Qin Ming's attack.    

    

"Puff..."    

    

Two sharp blades passed through his body and carried Xia Fang's life force away. He spat out a mouthful of blood and watched helplessly as Qin Ming was hit by countless weapons.    

    

The other two bald Martial Cultivator blocked in front of Qin Ming.    

    

The weapons they used were both blades. The blades were wide and easy to block attacks.    

    

However, there were too many weapons attacking Qin Ming. No matter how wide the sabers were, they could not block all the attacks.    

    

The two of them simply used their bodies to block in front of Qin Ming.    

    

Puff! Puff!    

    

The sound of weapons piercing flesh could be heard as the two Martial Cultivator were hit by the sharp weapons. Blood and flesh flew everywhere.    

    

The taller bald-headed Martial Cultivator was hit in the vitals and died on the spot.    

    

The slightly shorter one was also seriously injured and was on the verge of dying. If not for the Dragon Realm Perfect Healing pill... He was already dead.    

    

His entire body was covered in blood, and his body was covered in red. There were wounds everywhere.    

    

Although the effect of the Perfect Dragon Rank healing pill was very strong, his injuries were too severe. He wanted to recover. It was simply not something that could be done in a short period of time.    

    


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