Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Because Qin Ming had the Heroic Spirit Energy, they all felt that Jin Ruifeng would not die.    

After all, Jin Ruifeng had made great contributions to the alliance. With Qin Ming's character, it was impossible for him to give up saving him just to save some Heroic Spirit Energy.    

Therefore, in their opinion, Jin Ruifeng would definitely be alive.    

However, Jin Ruifeng had not appeared for a long time.    

Especially now, the formation of the White Tiger of Soul Flowing Formation had been completed and was about to be activated today.    

No one knew that Qin Ming could break the formation.    

At such an important time, even if Jin Ruifeng was seriously injured, he should still come out and watch.    

If Jin Ruifeng did not appear, then it was very likely that he was already dead.    

"Jin Ruifeng went to rest. Leng Qiandong doesn't dare to fight. Young Master Pu, you are braver than him. Come and fight with me to the death!" Qin Ming said lightly.    

He no longer had much fighting will, but looking at the raging Young Master Pu, he still issued a challenge.    

"Don't fight!" Young Master Pu said with a cold face.    

"Coward!" Qin Ming said directly.    

The Martial Cultivators immediately laughed.    

That's right, a coward!    

"Coward!" Many Martial Cultivators shouted loudly and mocked Young Master Pu.    

"If you have the ability, then fight!"    

"You're too timid. Didn't they say that the Poison Demon Clan was very strong? Why are you afraid? Why are you afraid?"    

"To actually say that he doesn't want to fight in front of so many Poison Demons, I really feel ashamed for him!"    

"Forget it, what is he talking about? The war between the Human Clan and the Poison Demon Clan? All he is talking about is that he doesn't want to fight and that he is afraid of death!"    

The Martial Cultivators deliberately mocked him loudly, hoping to provoke Qin Ming into a fight.    

Qin Ming's face was ashen, and he kept his mouth shut.    

He could already imagine how the Poison Demons would look at him.    

They must be very uncomfortable in their hearts.    

Although in the Poison Demon's heart, the clan was the most important thing.    

But they were also Divine Beast Realm experts. They only worshiped the stronger ones.    

A martial cultivator's courage was the most important thing. How could he be admired if he didn't even have the courage?    

If he didn't dare to accept the challenge, he was definitely not a strong person.    

Leng Qian Dong and Qin Ming were both so timid and didn't dare to fight with Qin Ming. It was really embarrassing for the Poison Demon Clan.    

Furthermore, it seemed to be reasonable for Wen Dong to say that the two of them were very important to the clan.    

Not necessarily.    

Although the two of them had the highest cultivation and the strongest strength, they were not really important to the clan.    

Even if the two of them died, the clan still had half-step Supreme Realm experts who could control the clan.    

Although their strength was not good, it didn't mean that they couldn't fight with Qin Ming.    

In any case, the two of them were very strong, and they didn't dare to fight with Qin Ming. So what was the use of their strength?    

Even if he let Xiang Wendong take control of the family, wouldn't he still be the leader?    

Many Poison Demons still thought of Guang Feiling, who had died.    

Previously, they thought that Guang Feiling was too overbearing, and even made countless Poison Demon puppets die, which was detrimental to the family's strength.    

But now that they looked at the two of them, the Poison Demons felt that Guang Feiling's actions were not a problem.    

At least Guang Feiling was loyal to the family, and at least Guang Feiling dared to charge.    

As long as there was a chance, Guang Feiling would charge towards Qin Ming and think of all kinds of ways to kill him.    

He even dared to take action personally. It was just that he was unlucky and sacrificed himself.    

Although he had sacrificed himself, he died gloriously in the battle.