Alchemy & Martial Supreme

C2593 Endure for Three Breaths



C2593 Endure for Three Breaths

2Seeing Qin Ming closing his eyes, the devil ancestor suddenly felt his heart beating violently, as if something he didn't want to happen was about to happen.    

    

"Kill!"    

    

The devil ancestor shouted out loudly and rushed towards Qin Ming.    

    

There were twenty-two Martial Cultivator here. Including Xia Fang, there were twenty-one peak Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator here. He was not worried at all.    

    

The only thing he was worried about was Qin Ming. His true martial arts cultivation was only at the Flood Dragon Realm, Qin Ming.    

    

"Stop him!" Xia Fang shouted loudly, wanting to buy Qin Ming three breaths of time.    

    

He didn't know what would happen if he fought for three breaths of time. In his opinion, it was impossible to defeat the Devil Ancestor, let alone destroy the Poison Devil's Saint Blood.    

    

There was no other way, he could only trust Qin Ming.    

    

He believed that Qin Ming could create a miracle.    

    

Hearing Xia Fang's roar, all the Martial Cultivator held their weapons and put their lives aside.    

    

Actually, when they knew that the array in front of them was the Heaven Sealing Array, they already knew that they would definitely die here today.    

    

Now that these Poison Demons dared to come in, killing one Poison Demon would be considered a profit.    

    

Protect Qin Ming and kill the Poison Devil!    

    

"* Hong Long...... *"    

    

In that instant, both sides collided. The Devil Ancestor raised the longsword in his hand. In a single exchange of blows, he had taken the life of a Martial Cultivator.    

    

The Poison Demon had died, and the Poison Demon had been injured. However, the ones with even more serious injuries were the Martial Cultivator.    

    

In just a short collision, almost everyone had been injured.    

    

"Zi Zi Zi..." The Martial Cultivator swallowed the Perfect Dragon Realm Healing pill in their mouths, and the weapons in their hands waved towards the Poison Devils.    

    

The surroundings were filled with Poison Devils. They could only attack and attack.    

    

Defense was useless because there were too many Poison Demons. Moreover, the Poison Demons at the front were all at the peak of the Dragon Realm.    

    

Two or three peak Dragon Realm Poison Demons attacked a Martial Cultivator at the same time. Under such circumstances, there was not much difference between defense and defense.    

    

They were all dead.    

    

"Sizzle sizzle..."    

    

Although he had consumed the pill and tried his best to avoid vital points, there were still many Martial Cultivator that had been killed.    

    

In a very short period of time, the continuous attacks had caused nine of the 21 Dragon Realm Peak Martial Cultivator to die. Five of them were seriously injured, and seven of them were lightly injured.    

    

Seeing the death of the Martial Cultivator warriors, xia Fang's eyes were filled with tears. He had also been hit in the exchange just now.    

    

There was no way these Poison Devils' attacks were too fierce.    

    

The Poison Demons by the side of the Demon Ancestor were all the elites of the Poison Demon influences. They were even stronger than ordinary peak Dragon Realm Poison Demons.    

    

Coupled with the fact that Poison Demon had more people than them, they had no way of resisting at all.    

    

"We must persist for three breaths of time!" Blood dripped from the corner of Xia Fang's mouth as he desperately blocked Qin Ming's attack.    

    

Many Poison Devils had their eyes on Qin Ming. The moment they started fighting, they swung their weapons at Qin Ming.    

    

Xia Fang could only try his best to block the incoming attacks. Some of the attacks were aimed at Qin Ming. Although he had blocked most of them, there were too many Poison Devils. There were also some scattered weapons. He had no way to block them.    

    

"Bang! Bang!"    

    

Poison Demon's attack landed on Qin Ming's body. The silver scales collided with Poison Demon's weapon, creating a crisp sound.    

    

"Kill Qin Ming!" The Demon Ancestor roared. He raised the thin sword in his hand and slashed at the severely injured Martial Cultivator. After killing him, he stepped on the Demon Ancestor's body and lunged at Qin Ming.    

    

"Protect Qin Ming!" Xia Fang's face was covered in sweat. His face was hideous and his eyes were bloodshot. He shouted at the top of his lungs.    

    

In just a short exchange, their side had suffered heavy losses.    

    


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