Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Could it be that Qin Ming also had the ability to break this defensive formation?    

Impossible.    

Absolutely impossible!    

No matter how strong Qin Ming was, even if he was an array master, it was impossible for him to break the array in front of him by himself.    

However, when he saw Qin Ming's calm eyes, he began to panic.    

"I don't think you're qualified to be the leader of the elite Poison Demon," Qin Ming said lightly.    

"Any of my heroic subordinates is braver than you."    

"I really feel sorry for them. They're obviously a pack of wolves, but they're led by a sheep."    

"You only dare to hide inside and show off. If you dare to stand in front of me, I can kill ten of you with one punch."    

The disdain on Qin Ming's face was obvious.    

However, his expression was extremely calm, as if he was merely stating a fact that didn't need to be argued with.    

Jiu Tu was so angry that his breathing became heavy.    

Ever since his martial arts strength had surpassed the world, no one had ever dared to speak to him like this.    

Even when Sikong Dai was still alive, he was still very polite to him.    

Sikong Dai had evaluated him and said that his martial arts strength had a chance of breaking through to the half-step Sovereign level.    

Although his martial arts strength had long surpassed the limit and reached a bottleneck, he wasn't in a hurry to enter the inner zone of the Supreme Realm to search for fortune.    

He still wanted to enjoy himself in his family.    

As the leader of the elite Poison Demon, even half-step Sovereigns couldn't control him.    

Therefore, he was enjoying his life and wasn't in a rush to take risks.    

There were many geniuses that had entered the inner zone of the Supreme Realm, and all of them had the potential to break through to the half-step Supreme Realm. However, less than ten percent of them managed to come out alive.    

It wasn't easy to become the leader of the elite Poison Demon, and if he didn't enjoy it, he would be letting himself down.    

Although he was greedy for power, he was still a genius and an expert.    

He couldn't allow himself to be humiliated like this.    

Jiu Tu clenched his fists tightly and stared at Qin Ming.    

"Which of you is going to go down and kill him?" Jiu Tu looked behind him.    

He didn't want to go down himself.    

So he had no choice but to let his subordinates go down in his place.    

Just one of his subordinates was definitely no match for Qin Ming.    

However, if Qin Ming was willing to fight a few of them alone, he could send more people down.    

He didn't want to kill Qin Ming, but he was satisfied as long as he could injure him.    

As long as he could injure Qin Ming, it would be enough to strike down his arrogance.    

"My lord, I am willing to go." A Poison Demon cupped his hands.    

"I am also willing!"    

"I am willing!"    

... "" Many Poison Demons took a step forward and looked at Jiu Tu excitedly.    

... Many Poison Demons took a step forward and looked at Jiu Tu in excitement.    

Many people looked down on human Martial Cultivators from the bottom of their hearts.    

After all, from the moment they were born in the world of Yue Xuan until now, the human Martial Cultivators of the world of Yue Xuan had been suppressed and beaten by them.    

All the human Martial Cultivators fled in panic when they saw them.    

There were countless times when they treated human Martial Cultivators like livestock. They killed them whenever they wanted to, and they did whatever they wanted!    

When could human Martial Cultivators ride on their heads?    

Although they had heard of Qin Ming's fame, they also knew that he had killed Sikong Dai.    

They didn't see it with their own eyes, and they only heard it from other Poison Demons.    

Even if they did believe it, the shock Qin Ming gave them was minimal without seeing it with their own eyes.    

Many Poison Demons had even thought of meeting Qin Ming.    

Wasn't it just a fight?    

Wasn't it just death?