Alchemy & Martial Supreme

He was definitely going to die. Then, the only thing he could do now was to do as much as he could to make his soul rest in peace.    

After hearing Leng Qian Dong's words, Tan Ye Yi became crazy.    

He stared at Jin Ruifeng and pounced on him. He did not dodge the blade that was coming at him at all.    

"Puchi..."    

Tan Ye Yi's head was cut off. At the same time, the sword in Tan Ye Yi's hand disintegrated into countless pieces that shot towards Jin Ruifeng.    

Like a stream of light, it streaked across Jin Ruifeng's body.    

Jin Ruifeng tried his best to dodge and block. He blocked some of the fragments and avoided most of the attacks, but some of the fragments still shot into his body.    

"Puff..." Jin Ruifeng covered his chest with his hands, his expression extremely ugly.    

He never thought that Tan Ye Yi would actually have this move. He never expected it.    

Perhaps when Tan Ye Yi knew that he was going to die, he had already started to prepare. It was only when Leng Qian Dong reminded him that he finally had the courage to use this move.    

The weapons and Martial Cultivator had feelings, just like family.    

Especially the weapons that Tan Ye Yi had nurtured, which had the potential to evolve into a half-step Supreme Realm, he had been nurturing them all along.    

Jin Ruifeng knew that there were no family members in the Poison Demon Clan. There were no brothers and sisters, and there were no parents. All the Poison Demons were raised by the clan, and they did not even know who their parents were.    

Or rather, the Poison Demons never cared about who their parents were, nor did they want to find them.    

As long as they had a family, it was enough.    

Other than their family, the only thing that they could trust was the weapon in their hands.    

Especially people like Tan Yejing, who had spent countless efforts and feelings to nurture their weapons to become a Half-Zhizun level weapon.    

Only this way could the weapon give birth to intelligence.    

The weapon in Tan Yejing's hands already had intelligence. Other than Tan Yejing, everyone else had used it countless times.    

Just like his children.    

They were even more intimate than his own children.    

But even so, Tan Yejing actually broke the weapon in the end and died together with him.    

If it was anyone else, wanting to destroy the weapon and shatter it was not easy.    

At least in battle, it was impossible to shatter it instantly and then shoot it out.    

Rather than saying that Tan Yejing broke the weapon into pieces, it was better to say that the weapon self-destructed.    

That's right, the weapon self-destructed.    

The weapon had intelligence, but it was also unwilling to self-destruct.    

If anyone else wanted to destroy it, it would resist.    

But the owner of the weapon, Tan Yejing, who had deep feelings for him, wanted him to destroy it. The weapon sacrificed itself.    

Jin Ruifeng sighed.    

Although he hated the Poison Demons, he did not hate this weapon.    

After killing Tan Yejing, Jin Ruifeng was about to leave with Tan Yejing’s corpse. Leng Qiandong blocked in front of Jin Ruifeng.    

“What?” Seeing Leng Qiandong blocking in front of him, fearlessly looking at him, Jin Ruifeng said, “I’ve won this battle. Are you poison fiends shameless and untrustworthy, planning to kill me?”    

“If that’s the case, then come. If I, Jin Ruifeng, blink, then I’ll be a coward.”    

Jin Ruifeng stretched his neck and looked fearlessly at Leng Qiandong, as if saying, “Come and cut me!”