Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"How is this possible? The woman who was struck by the sword three times just now, the injuries on her body were not light at all. Even if she used the best healing pill, with her martial arts realm, she had already reached the peak of the Divine Beast Realm. It would take at least ten days for her to fully recover! "    

"That's right, could it be that Qin Ming is using a diversionary tactic? The injuries on that woman's body are actually just being concealed? Or perhaps we didn't hit her before?"    

"No, Xuan is really injured. The blood on the ground can't be faked!"    

"That's unbelievable. Qin Ming is able to heal a person's injuries in such a short period of time. Right, did you notice? The injuries on Qin Ming's body are also slowly healing. Previously, his body was able to endure the injuries, and the wounds on his body had disappeared a long time ago!"    

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Everyone's attention was now focused on the wounds on Qin Ming's body. They could only watch as the wounds stopped bleeding and began to shrink.    

They were all martial artists of the Divine Beast Realm. Naturally, they knew that the more powerful the martial artist was, the less effective the healing pill would be.    

Qin Ming's strength in martial arts had surpassed that of the peerless. No matter how good the healing pill was, as long as the grade of the pill had not reached the Supreme Grade, it would be impossible for it to heal the injuries on his body in such a short period of time.    

The group of Poison Devils found this unbelievable.    

Even their powerful Poison Demon Clan did not have this kind of method to treat their injuries. How did Qin Ming, an ordinary human Martial Cultivator, do it?    

Most importantly, they had paid the price of many lives in order to add a few wounds to Qin Ming's body.    

If the wounds on Qin Ming's body disappeared in the blink of an eye, wouldn't that mean that those people had died for nothing.    

Furthermore, they were here to stop Qin Ming from rushing out.    

They were only able to slowly exhaust Qin Ming.    

Judging from Qin Ming's current condition, there was no sign that his main road had been exhausted. It seemed that the only thing he had gained was the wounds on his body.    

Now that the wound was gone, all the dead people had died for nothing. Everything had been for naught.    

This was a huge blow to the poison devils.    

Xu Honglang saw all of this.    

His eyes were wide as he carefully examined the wounds on Qin Ming's body. He was sure that they had all been consumed!    

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"    

"Even if it's a Half-Zhizun, no, even if it's a Zhizun realm expert, they wouldn't have such a method!"    

"How did Qin Ming do it?"    

"He's so powerful, and he can recover from his injuries at any time. Is it really possible for us to stop him?"    

"If he continues to kill without stopping, how many lives will it take to trap him here before the arrival of the Half-Zhizun?"    

Xu Honglang thought about it for a long time.    

He was very curious as to how Qin Ming was able to recover from his injuries so quickly, but at the same time, he was also worried about the morale of the Poison Demons.    

Even though there were ten thousand of them, under normal circumstances, they should be able to hold on until the arrival of the Half-Zhizun expert, even if they stood here and let Qin Ming kill them.    

However, these Poison Devils were still human beings. If their morale was completely shattered, then their fighting strength would be very weak.    

At that time, Qin Ming might have a chance to rush out with that woman.    

If Qin Ming was able to rush out under such circumstances, it would not only prove that the ten thousand Divine Beast Realm Poison Demons were useless, but it would also prove that he was useless.    

At that time, even if his martial arts strength reached a peerless level, the half-step supreme Sikou Dai would still punish him without the slightest hesitation. He might even kill him!    

Xu Honglang was very nervous, as Qin Ming had too many tricks up his sleeve. He had no idea what else Qin Ming was going to use.