C9242 Force!
C9242 Force!
The two of them were ready to defend. Qin Ming clenched his fists tightly, and his fists burned with raging flames.
"Flame" seemed to know that his master was in a critical situation, and the flames burned even more fiercely.
Boom...
There were already Heroic Spirits self-destructing, wanting to break through the defense of the two of them.
Unfortunately, the two Half-Zhizun experts were powerful, and they were already on guard against them. Even if more than fifty Heroic Spirits self-destructed at the same time, it wouldn't have much of an effect on them.
The level of the Heroic Spirits' Martial Tao was too low. Even if they self-destructed, under the circumstances that the Half-Zhizun experts were prepared, the effect was very small, let alone injuring the other party.
Moreover, there were Poison Demons around them. They had blocked most of the damage for their Half-Zhizun experts.
Qin Ming rushed towards the two Half-Zhizun Poison Demons, and the aura on his body became stronger and stronger. An invisible "Force" surged towards the two of them.
"This is... Force?" Feeling an invisible force around them, the two of them became very serious.
When a Body Refiner broke through to the Half-Zhizun realm, the Martial Cultivator could form a Force when attacking. The two of them were not surprised by this.
However, the Force that Qin Ming formed when he attacked was a little too strong. It was actually able to bind them, causing their attacks and defenses to slow down a lot.
If it was just one person, they might not be able to stop Qin Ming, but they had two people!
One of them was attacking, while the other was defending, forcing Qin Ming to not attack with all his strength. If he did not have the strength to kill them, then he would not be able to kill them.
The two of them knew that the best defense was to attack, so one of the Poison Demons held a long sword in his hand and stabbed towards Qin Ming.
This sword was not meant to kill Qin Ming, nor was it meant to injure him. It was meant to disrupt Qin Ming's attack.
However, what surprised the two of them was that Qin Ming did not defend or dodge. Instead, he allowed the sword to pierce straight into his body.
At the same time, Qin Xixuan attacked from the side and stabbed the Poison Demon's defense with her sword.
The sword pierced through the Poison Demon's defense and opened up a large gap. Qin Ming's fist went straight through it.
Bang...
One of the Poison Demons was sent flying, while the other Poison Demon was grabbed by Qin Ming's neck.
"Ah!" Qin Ming roared and forcefully plucked his head off.
Qin Ming's body was bleeding profusely.
In order to kill the two of them in the shortest time possible, Qin Ming had to fight with all his might.
Fortunately, he avoided the vital parts of his body. Although the injuries were heavy, they were not fatal.
After killing the two of them, Qin Ming continued to escape. The Poison Demons chased after him relentlessly.
The two of them were flying, and countless Poison Demons were heading towards them. Even though the Heroic Spirits were protecting him with all their might, there were still quite a few Poison Demons who managed to kill their way in.
Especially some of the Poison Demons who had reached the pinnacle of martial arts. They could even directly kill their way in front of Qin Ming.
In order to kill these Poison Demons, Qin Ming had suffered quite a bit of injuries.
But it didn't matter, he had finally made it out alive.
However, the Heroic Spirit behind him was mostly gone. Qin Ming and Qin Xixuan were both heavily injured.
Seeing that Qin Xixuan was still stabbed with two long swords, Qin Ming's heart ached.
Just now, a Half-Step Supreme Poison Demon sneak attacked. It was Qin Xixuan who helped him block the attack, giving him the chance to kill him.
As for the other sword, Qin Ming didn't even know when Qin Xixuan was attacked.
There were too many Poison Demons around. Qin Ming could no longer take care of Qin Xixuan's safety.
Fortunately, he finally escaped. Although Qin Xixuan was heavily injured, it wasn't fatal.
Looking at the Poison Demon in the distance, Qin Ming clenched his fists tightly.