Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Qin Ming and their clan had a deep grudge.    

"As long as my clan is here, my clan will perish. I will coexist with my clan!" Leng Qian Dong took a deep breath and shouted.    

He expressed his attitude and hoped to arouse the morale of the Poison Demons.    

Hearing Leng Qian Dong's words, the bloodlust in the Poison Demons' hearts was aroused. The morale that had plummeted started to rise again.    

"Is that so?" Qin Ming stretched out his hand and pointed at Leng Qian Dong as he shouted, "Your Martial Cultivation is at the late stage of the Half-Step Supreme Realm, while mine is only at the middle stage of the Half-Step Supreme Realm."    

"Since you're so loyal to the clan, then do you dare to fight with me?"    

"I want to destroy the Poison Demon Clan. As long as you kill me, you will be able to eliminate a threat for the clan. Leng Qian Dong, let me see your loyalty!"    

"We'll have a life-and-death duel. There will be no winner, only life and death!"    

"Do you dare?"    

Qin Ming's aura was shocking, and he was provoking Leng Qian Dong to fight to the death.    

All the human Martial Cultivators were boiling with excitement, and their blood was boiling.    

"Fight!"    

"Fight!"    

"Fight!"    

... "    

The Martial Cultivators shouted loudly, their fighting spirit reaching the clouds.    

There was nothing more exciting than the deathmatch between the strongest two forces.    

Leng Qian Dong felt a huge pressure.    

Facing Qin Ming's gaze as if he was looking at a dead man, Leng Qian Dong was very hesitant.    

If Qin Ming did not agree to his challenge, it would be a very embarrassing matter.    

If he retreated, the morale of the ordinary Poison Demons would also drop.    

Retreating under the watchful eyes of so many people required courage.    

But did he dare to fight?    

Leng Qian Dong did not dare.    

He had a premonition that if he stood out and fought to the death with Qin Ming, he might really die on the battlefield.    

Leng Qian Dong was in a dilemma.    

He did not want to die, but he also did not want to retreat.    

Young Master Pu stood out and said, "Qin Ming, this is a war between humans and our Poison Demon Clan. It is not a grudge between two people."    

"A life-and-death battle is too childish. If you really have the ability, then lead the human Martial Cultivators and kill your way out."    

"To destroy our Poison Demon Clan, you don't need to rely on your personal strength, but your subordinates' efforts."    

"I admit that you, Qin Ming, are very strong, but your subordinates are really not worth a single blow."    

"Right, where is Jin Ruifeng? I remember that he was very brave, why isn't he out yet?"    

Young Master Pu's words gave Leng Qian Dong a way out.    

Leng Qian Dong could pretend to be deaf and mute, pretending that nothing had happened.    

Xun Dong did not push Leng Qian Dong.    

Although he was a little impulsive, he knew that if Leng Qian Dong went up and fought with Qin Ming, he would most likely die on the battlefield.    

If Qin Ming dared to challenge Leng Qian Dong, then he definitely had the confidence to kill Leng Qian Dong.    

Leng Qian Dong's death would be detrimental to the family!    

Young Master Pu Tao's words reminded everyone.    

Yes, where was Jin Ruifeng?    

No matter if it was the Human Martial Cultivator or the Poison Demon, they all remembered Jin Ruifeng.    

After all, Jin Ruifeng had killed a Half-Step Supreme Realm expert of their Poison Demon Family.    

Although this Half-Step Supreme Realm expert was the weakest among them.    

At that time, the battle was very intense, and Jin Ruifeng did have something worthy of praise, he was a warrior.    

But why hadn't Jin Ruifeng come out for a long time?    

Could it be...    

The Poison Demons all thought of a possibility.    

Although their Half-Step Supreme Realm experts were killed by Jin Ruifeng, before he died, he also launched an attack that would perish together with him.