Alchemy & Martial Supreme

They had already witnessed Qin Ming's bravery.    

And now, the vice president was also equally courageous, which gave the human Martial Cultivators boundless power.    

Even the upper echelons of the alliance had rushed over, so how could they be afraid of death?    

Qin Ming had been waving the flag in the air, and his presence gave the human Martial Cultivator boundless confidence.    

They believed that as long as Qin Ming was there, they would win this war.    

No matter how strong the Poison Demon was, no matter how great the disparity between their strengths was, no matter how deep the foundation of the Poison Demon family was, they had Qin Ming!    

As long as they had Qin Ming, there was nothing they couldn't do, and nothing they couldn't overcome.    

Qin Ming's expression was grave as he watched the battlefield.    

This war was not that simple, and accidents could happen at any time.    

Although the number of human Martial Cultivators was much more than that of the elite Poison Demon.    

However, the quality of the soldiers was more important than the quantity. It was even more difficult to command four million human Martial Cultivators.    

However, the more than four hundred thousand elite Poison Demon were different. They should have been training together often, and they were already used to having more than four hundred thousand people together.    

It was easy for the elite Poison Demons to form a rope, while on the side of the human Martial Cultivators, no matter how many there were, they were just a pile of loose sand.    

Qin Ming had deliberately let them fight once, and they had experienced a great battle.    

When they attacked the city, many human Martial Cultivators died.    

Many of the human Martial Cultivators in front of him had already experienced a war.    

With the leadership of some veterans, their situation would be slightly better, but only slightly better.    

"Set up the formation, set up the formation, don't let the human Martial Cultivators rush in." Huo Jing roared loudly, directing the Poison Demons to set up the formation as they retreated.    

Although the human Martial Cultivators looked messy, they had already set up their formation.    

Even the human Martial Cultivators of the Holy Beast Realm could fuse their power together through arrays and kill their peak Divine Beast Realm experts.    

Fortunately, the human Martial Cultivator's array formation was extremely crude, and they were unfamiliar with it.    

Although they had killed a lot of Poison Demons in the beginning, they were somewhat powerless now.    

Using this chance, Huo Jing decided to give up a portion of the group to cover the retreat while the others formed a formation.    

Luckily, the Poison Demon was extremely loyal to their family and knew that they could only win this battle if they listened to his orders.    

Even though the Poison Demon's morale was very low, they still formed a formation according to their training.    

With the formation, the human Martial Cultivators' attacks on them were much weaker.    

"Counterattack, counterattack!" Huo Jing roared.    

Now, the situation was starting to benefit them.    

The human Martial Cultivators were somewhat lacking in strength, so now was the best opportunity for them to counterattack.    

As long as the Poison Demon was allowed to kill some human Martial Cultivators, they would know that although Qin Ming was strong, ordinary human Martial Cultivators were still weak.    

As long as they were allowed to see blood and kill a few more human Martial Cultivators, they were confident that they would return and their morale would be restored.    

Qin Ming frowned in midair.    

He knew that there was a huge gap between a human Martial Cultivator and the Poison Demon, but he didn't expect it to be this big.    

He could see that his trusted aide was already commanding the team, but it did not have much of an effect.    

These human Martial Cultivators were very unfamiliar with combat, and the gap between them and the Poison Demon was huge.    

Many human Martial Cultivators did not even know what they were doing. They only knew how to hold their weapons and charge forward.