Alchemy & Martial Supreme

For the sake of more heroic spirit energy, twenty percent was not that unacceptable.    

After weighing the pros and cons, the Half-Zhizun Poison Demons turned a deaf ear to the short-haired Poison Demon’s plea for help and continued to kill the heroic spirits.    

Seeing that his companions were ignoring him, the short-haired Poison Demon felt that the danger was getting closer and closer.    

At this moment, Qin Ming’s attack arrived.    

His senses were right. Under the protection of the Poison Demon, he had already arrived in front of the short-haired Poison Demon. He suddenly launched an attack.    

Qin Ming suddenly appeared and startled the other Half-Zhizun Poison Demons.    

They had a little idea of helping the short-haired Half-Zhizun Poison Demon. However, when they saw the distance between them and the short-haired Half-Zhizun, they had no idea what to do.    

Because they did not prepare in advance, even if they wanted to help, it was already too late.    

As for the Half-Zhizun Poison Demon who was very close to the short-haired Poison Demon, when he saw that the others around him did not make a move, not to mention that he could not stop Qin Ming’s attack by himself, he might even be injured.    

Once he was injured, Qin Ming’s next target would definitely be him.    

Furthermore...    

The Poison Demons had different thoughts, but none of them made a move.    

The short-haired Poison Demon desperately tried to save himself.    

Others did not save him and did not take his life seriously, but he cherished his life very much.    

He tried his best to shield his chest with the longsword in his hand.    

He no longer cared about the sneak attack behind him. He only wanted to block Qin Ming's attack.    

Qin Ming's fist was very heavy, and it was wrapped in the power of fire and water.    

Because Qin Ming was not familiar with the power of rules, when he used the power of rules, he was unable to hide the aura of the rules.    

There was no need to hide it.    

Now, almost all the Poison Demons knew that he had comprehended multiple types of rules.    

The powerful power of rules surged towards the short-haired Poison Demon with a devastating momentum.    

The short-haired Poison Demon was shocked. He felt as if the sky had darkened, and all his vision was occupied by Qin Ming's fist.    

He was so focused that he had activated his bloodline state and brought out his best and strongest state. He only wanted to block this attack.    

He did not know if he could block the second sneak attack after blocking this one.    

There were no more thoughts in his mind. There was only one thing in his mind. He had to block this punch.    

If he could not block it, he would die for sure.    

"I blocked it!" He saw the longsword in his hand blocking Qin Ming's fist.    

Although he felt the immense force coming from the longsword and the devastating power of rules, he still blocked it.    

The surrounding Poison Demons were all Half-Supreme Poison Demons. After Qin Ming attacked once, he would not dare to attack again.    

The other Half-Step Supreme Poison Demons were extremely greedy. They wouldn't save him, but for the conversion method of the Heroic Spirit Energy, if Qin Ming gave them a chance, they would definitely seize the opportunity to surround Qin Ming.    

Therefore, after Qin Ming's attack, he could only escape first.    

After blocking this punch, he had a chance to catch his breath.    

However, before he could heave a sigh of relief, he felt a slight pain in his neck. At the same time, he felt the world spin.    

The short-haired Poison Demon instantly realized that he had been flipped over and his head was sent flying.    

"Am I going to die?" This was his last thought. After that, he saw Qin Xuan, who was holding the incomparably sharp "Zi Ran" in her hand.