Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Only then did the Poison Devils wake up from their daze and move out of the way.    

However, it was already too late. Qin Ming had already caught up to them, and he raised his fist and threw it at Mi Pengchi.    

The surrounding Poison Demons around Mi Pengchi were shocked when they saw Qin Ming make his move, and they quickly fled.    

The reason they fled was because Mi Pengchi had used his companions to block Qin Ming's attack. If they had been near Mi Pengchi, no one would have known whether or not he would have caught them and thrown them to Qin Ming.    

When he saw Qin Ming's attack, Mi Pengchi knew that he could no longer escape. He subconsciously grabbed the other Poison Devils in an attempt to block Qin Ming's attack.    

However, when he turned his head around, he realized that his surroundings were already empty.    

"What? They all ran away!" Mi Pengchi was furious in his heart. He secretly decided that if he could survive, then he would let the few Poison Demons who had just escaped receive the baptism of the holy pond for all eternity, and endure the cruel torture of the Bloodthirst Punishment.    

But now, he should think about how he should survive.    

Mi Pengchi was indeed one of the best among the ten thousand poison devils of the Divine Beast Realm. Even if he was terrified and knew that he was no match for Qin Ming, he still raised the sword in his hand and aimed it at Qin Ming's throat.    

Qin Ming was not worried about his attack; he was concerned about his escape.    

Now that Mi Pengchi was not running, he was doomed!    

Qin Ming raised his fist high and dodged the fatal blow, then aimed it at Mi Pengchi's chest.    

He was confident that he would be able to defeat Mi Pengchi without getting injured, but it would take a long time.    

The surrounding poison demons were not dead men; they were only temporarily deterred by him. The poison demons were already coming for him.    

If this attack failed to kill Mi Pengchi, there would be almost no chance of killing him.    

Mi Pengchi looked arrogant, but he was actually very timid.    

He was standing at the front of the group like before. It was almost impossible for him to get such a good chance again.    

Once Mi Pengchi escaped, he would hide in the group of Poison Demons and it would be extremely difficult for him to pass through the group of Poison Demons to kill him.    

The ranks of the Poison Devil Family were very clear. As long as Mi Pengchi forcefully ordered the other Poison Devils to protect him, the surrounding Poison Devils wouldn't dare to fight back.    

Even if they knew they would die, they would still charge forward.    

Qin Ming only had the chance to kill Mi Pengchi with one strike, so he added a bit more force to his fist. The powerful force put a lot of pressure on Mi Pengchi.    

"Let's go to hell together!" Mi Pengchi's eyes were red as he spoke with a hint of madness.    

The long sword in his hand was fiercely thrust forward.    

Mi Pengchi understood that under these circumstances, the only way to survive was to risk his life. Whoever had more courage would be able to survive.    

Before his martial arts realm had broken through to the Divine Beast Realm, there were many times when he was in a desperate situation, and this was how he managed to survive with his life on the line.    

The enemy was not as brave as him. The enemy was dead, and he was the only one who survived!    

In terms of fighting with his life on the line, Qin Ming was not inferior to anyone.    

Qin Ming's fist came straight down and hit Mi Pengchi in the chest. At the same time, Mi Pengchi's long sword also stabbed Qin Ming's left chest.    

Mi Pengchi's aim was supposed to be Qin Ming's throat, but the throat was simply too small. Qin Ming was able to easily dodge it, but Mi Pengchi had no choice but to aim for his chest.    

Qin Ming was struck by a sword, and Mi Pengchi was also struck by a fist.    

"My body has reached the late stage of the Divine Beast Realm, and your body is only at the Holy Beast Realm. So, go to hell!" There was blood flowing out of the corner of Qin Ming's mouth, but a cruel smile remained on his face.    

He pulled out the long sword that Mi Pengchi had stabbed into his chest, causing blood to flow out.    

Mi Pengchi was indeed worthy of the title of chief.