Alchemy & Martial Supreme

If it was a normal Poison Demon, even if they were loyal to their family, their morale would be broken and they wouldn't be able to fight anymore.    

However, the elite Poison Demons were different.    

They were one in a hundred amongst normal Poison Demons. In terms of personality and ability, normal Poison Demons couldn't compare to them.    

In a desperate situation, the performance of an elite Poison Demon was completely different from normal Poison Demons.    

They had the courage to go all out.    

When they realized that there was no way out of this battle and that they were going to die, most of their eyes were blood red.    

Their loyalty to their families, as well as the fact that they had been killed by human Martial Cultivators, as well as their pride as Poison Demon, made the blood in their bodies boil.    

Even a cornered beast would fight with all its might. The Poison Demons surged with endless courage from the bottom of their hearts. With weapons in their hands, they resolutely launched a counterattack against the human Martial Cultivators.    

"Kill! When have we, the Poison Demon, ever been ridden on by a human Martial Cultivator? Isn't this a disgrace to the Poison Demon Clan? Isn't this a disgrace to the Poison Demon Supreme? Even if I die, I will not be able to face the Supreme Being."    

"There's no loss in killing one. Killing two makes us rich. Killing three makes us rich. Brothers, let's kill them together!"    

"There's no way out. We, the Poison Demon, have never retreated before. We won't, and we won't, kill all the human Martial Cultivators in this Lunar Pavilion world!"    

"The bloodline of the Poison Demon is noble, and the human Martial Cultivators are lowly. Don't let others see you as a joke!"    

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The Poison Demon encouraged each other as they charged towards the human Martial Cultivator.    

When the Poison Demons became truly ruthless, they were not the slightest bit weaker than the human Martial Cultivator.    

The battle had already reached a white-hot stage. The human Martial Cultivators and the Poison Demon used their weapons to slash and bite.    

Even if they were heavily injured and fell to the ground, they were still looking for an opportunity to hug their enemies and die together.    

At this point in the battle, there was no longer any battle formation. Both sides had already started to fight.    

They killed whenever they saw the enemy. There was no order, and they didn't need any order.    

In the sky, Qin Ming was chasing after Huo Jing.    

The Poison Demon was affected by Huo Jing's words, and Qin Ming rushed toward him as fast as he could.    

However, Huo Jing knew that he was no match for him, and had already given up on living.    

He turned his back on him and ran away at all costs.    

It was obvious that Huo Jingming knew that he was going to die, so he was doing his best to help the elite Poison Demon.    

Qin Ming didn't know why Huo Jing's speed was so fast, but he knew that Huo Jing wouldn't be able to hold on for long.    

Huo Jing had already been seriously injured by him, and this speed was abnormal. It was impossible for Huo Jing to maintain this speed all the time.    

Moreover, even if Huo Jing had used some secret technique to increase his speed by more than fifty percent, the two were getting closer and closer.    

Qin Ming was not worried about losing this war.    

When he saw Hua Yuankui kill Yan Xingjin again, Qin Ming knew that they were going to win this war!    

No matter how Huo Jing tried to escape, he was only putting up a last-ditch struggle.    

Finally, Qin Ming caught up with Huo Jing.    

Qin Ming raised his hand and smashed it into Huo Jing's back.    

Huo Jing kept running forward and used all his strength. Under these circumstances, he had no way of dodging.    

This punch was bound to hit.    

Sure enough, the punch landed solidly on Huo Jing.    

Even though there was no fire or boxing gloves, the punch still pierced through Huo Jing's body.