Alchemy & Martial Supreme

No wonder when the Poison Demon Clan invaded the Supreme World, they were unstoppable.    

With these cowards around, the Poison Demon Clan's invasion couldn't be organized.    

Qin Ming shook his head and said with determination, "You male Fighters are standing at the outermost part of the line. When you see the Poison Demon, you must rush out and kill him as soon as possible!"    

"If any of you is afraid of death, then I will kill you first, so that you won't have to live to make contributions to the Poison Demon Family."    

Qin Ming had already made up his mind that when the battle began, he would let the Martial Cultivators charge to the very front.    

He would kill those who were afraid of death on the spot.    

Many Fighters were unconvinced by Qin Ming's words.    

"What's the difference between you and the Poison Demon?" One of the Martial Cultivators jumped out and opposed Qin Ming directly. "We are all free and we haven't joined your Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan yet, so why should we listen to you?"    

Qin Ming didn't say anything as he stared at the young Martial Cultivator who had just jumped out. He vanished from his seat of honor in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was standing in front of the young Martial Cultivator. He threw a punch at the young Martial Cultivator's chest.    

The young Martial Cultivator had never imagined that Qin Ming would attack without warning.    

Qin Ming was the patriarch of the Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan, and the strongest man in their Supreme World. There were so many humans present, and he had expected that Qin Ming would not dare to make a move for the sake of his reputation.    

No matter how angry Qin Ming was, he would still reason with him.    

He didn't expect Qin Ming to be so unreasonable and attack him the moment he arrived.    

His martial arts cultivation level was only at the Saint Beast level, so how could he dodge Qin Ming's attack?    

Bang...    

Qin Ming's fist pierced the chest of the young Martial Cultivator. He did not die at the hands of the Poison Demon, but rather at the hands of his own people.    

"Is there anyone else who has any objections?" Qin Ming asked indifferently as he wiped the blood from his hands after he had killed the young Martial Cultivator.    

Qin Ming's face was expressionless as if he had just killed a chicken. The Martial Cultivators who wanted to stand inside were terrified. They lowered their heads and did not dare to speak, afraid that Qin Ming would notice them.    

Never would they have imagined that Qin Ming would make a move at the drop of a hat.    

Right now, all he had to do was say something against him, and then make a move. If he didn't listen to orders when he was outside, Qin Ming would make a move without any hesitation.    

This made the Fighters very frightened.    

They didn't want to fight with the Poison Demon, and they didn't want to fight with the Poison Demon.    

However, Qin Ming was forcing them to do this. If they didn't make a move, they would be killed on the spot.    

They had no choice but to face the Poison Devil and the powerful Qin Ming!    

Qin Ming shrugged his shoulders when he noticed that all the Fighters had given up. "I never force others to do anything. If any of you still have any objections, feel free to raise them to me. If I can satisfy all of you, I will do my best to satisfy all of you. If I can't satisfy all of you, then I will kill the one who asked the question and there will be no problem!"    

"No objections, we have no objections. Dealing with the Poison Demon is the responsibility of all of us. We should stand at the very front!" The Martial Cultivators looked into Qin Ming's murderous eyes and spoke with respect.    

Of course, they had objections in their hearts. Not only did they have objections, but they also had very big ones.    

However, the bleeding fist was telling them that they had to hold their opinions even if they had to.    

It was only now that they realized that although Qin Ming looked like he was easy to talk to, he was a martial arts expert whose strength surpassed that of the world's.