Alchemy & Martial Supreme

He killed all the Heroic Spirits here.    

Even if their lives were to be left here today, as long as they could kill all these Heroic Spirits, it would greatly reduce the strength of the Human Alliance.    

Their Poison Demon Clan had a deep foundation. Even if ten thousand peerless realm elite Poison Demons died here, it would not be a big deal for the entire Poison Demon Clan.    

They only needed to spend a certain amount of time and a large amount of cultivation resources to nurture peerless realm elite Poison Demons again.    

But Qin Ming was different.    

The Human Alliance's foundation was very weak. If Qin Ming wanted to nurture these Heroic Spirits, he would definitely need to spend cultivation resources.    

How could the resources that Qin Ming possessed compare to the Poison Demon Clan's?    

Seeing that the morale of the elite Poison Demons behind him was not high, the Poison Demon Half-Step Supreme Poison Demon said with hatred, "If I had known this earlier, I would have brought my men and rushed out the moment I saw you."    

"Without relying on the quarantine formation, with our strength, even if we can't defeat you, we can still kill quite a few Heroic Spirits!"    

Qin Ming's face was full of smiles.    

Indeed, the spies sent by the Poison Demon Clan were quite strong.    

If he didn't care about everything and led the Heroic Spirits to charge forward, there would definitely be a lot of Heroic Spirits who died, and even the entire army would be annihilated.    

Now, it was very good. The Poison Demons lost their morale, and they led their men to charge forward. Even if they annihilated them, their losses would not be too great.    

"Kill!" The Heroic Spirits roared loudly and rushed towards the Poison Demons.    

Qin Ming's main target was only the two Half-Step Supreme Poison Demons.    

However, it was not easy to kill a Half-Step Supreme Poison Demon. Even if his current strength was stronger than his opponent, he was not able to crush him.    

Qin Ming was waiting for the right time.    

Qin Xixuan was creating an opportunity for Qin Ming. She held the "Zi Ran" in her hand and attacked the sword-wielding Half-Step Supreme Poison Demon.    

The purple "Zi Ran" had dragon-shaped patterns on it, and when she attacked, it emitted a clear sound.    

This sound was very pleasant to hear, especially after seeing blood. The sound was even more beautiful.    

Qin Xixuan's moves were extremely fast. She did not kill the enemy, but to attract his attention.    

Qin Xixuan's martial arts realm had reached the middle stage of the Half-Step Supreme Realm, and her strength was stronger than his opponent's.    

Originally, the sword-wielding Poison Demon had most of his attention on Qin Xixuan, but there was still a portion of his attention on Qin Ming.    

However, under Qin Xixuan's continuous attacks, he was in a dangerous situation. A moment of carelessness and his arm was cut open.    

He had no choice but to focus all of his attention on the "Zi Ran", dodging her attacks.    

"Help me!" The sword-wielding Half-Step Supreme Poisons Demon shouted, wanting the surrounding elite Poison Demons to help him.    

Unfortunately, the Heroic Spirits had rushed over. The Heroic Spirits were not as strong as the peerless elite Poison Demons, but they had more people.    

They did not seek to kill the enemy, but to block the Poison Demons.    

In addition, the morale of the elite Poison Demons was not high. It would not be difficult for the Heroic Spirits to block them.    

Just then, Qin Ming disappeared from where he stood.    

The Half-Zhizun Poison Demon, who was holding the sword, felt his entire body tremble. A terrifying feeling descended upon him.    

He looked in Qin Ming's direction, but he could not see Qin Ming's figure.    

"Oh no!" The Half-Zhizun Poison Demon felt that something was wrong. He looked around.    

There was no trace of Qin Ming anywhere.    

It turned out that Qin Ming had already arrived behind him under the cover of the Heroic Spirits.    

"How dare you be distracted while fighting me?" Qin Xixuan raised her eyebrows, and the Purple Ran in her hand became faster.    

Immediately, she stabbed the Half-Zhizun Poison Demon's arm and chest with a few swords.