8066: C8066 Kill One First

C8066 Kill One First

Qin Ming glanced sideways at the Divine Beast-level defensive formation.

"Perhaps it's time to test the abilities of the heroic spirits in the field of formations."

"If the strength of the formation is not bad, then they will definitely be able to forge it." Qin Ming thought to himself.

The formation was more difficult than forging, especially when countless array masters worked together to break the formation. It was much harder than forging it together.

Qin Ming had intended to break the formation in front of him himself.

But now he changed his mind.

Maybe he could let the heroic spirits try.

If they could successfully break the formation, it would further demoralize the Poison Demon.

He wanted to let the Poison Demon know that, apart from being able to crush the Poison Demon, the heroic spirits could also crush them.

This thought flashed through his mind, but Qin Ming's body had already moved.

Fighting was already his instinct. Even if he was distracted by other things, his body would still fight instinctively.

Qin Ming's first punch landed on the body of the young Poison Demon, who was the first to rush forward.

The young Poison Demon's strength was only at the peak of the Divine Beast Realm, so how could he possibly take his punch head on? He was beaten to death on the spot.

The young Poison Demon stared at Qin Ming with an unwilling expression as he spat out a mouthful of blood while staring at the fist in his chest.

One of them had died.

One person had died as soon as the battle began.

The Martial Cultivators cheered when they saw the Poison Demon's death.

As for the Poison Demon's side, it was as if their father had died. All of the Poison Demon's faces were extremely ugly.

"It's just that he was too impulsive. It's nothing." Jiu Tu said softly.

Although the young Poison Demon's strength was not bad, he rushed forward alone, and Qin Ming took advantage of his weakness to kill him with a single punch. It was not unacceptable to them.

The Poison Demons' expressions improved a little when they heard Tu Jiu's comforting words.

The other four Poison Demons rushed in front of Qin Ming and fought him directly.

Qin Ming didn't show up again and killed their people with a single punch.

This made them understand that the young Poison Demon had been too impulsive, and that it was just an accident.

"He was too careless. Qin Ming has been through hundreds of battles, and he was able to catch any flaw. Fighting him alone is just courting death." Jiu Tu shook his head.

Although he said this, he was judging Qin Ming's strength.

He realized that Qin Ming's strength seemed to be slightly inferior to his.

Qin Ming was able to fight the four of them without being at a disadvantage, but the situation was in a deadlock.

If it had been him, he would have suppressed the four of them from the very beginning.

Qin Ming's inability to suppress them proved that his strength was inferior to his.

"What a pity." Jiu Tu sighed. "If he hadn't died, the five of them would have been able to form the Five Elements Formation. But now that he's dead, they can only form the Four Divisions Formation, and its power is much weaker."1

Below them, the four Poison Demons had already formed a formation to deal with Qin Ming's attack together.

They worked together very well and surrounded Qin Ming in the center.

No matter how much progress Qin Ming made, he couldn't do anything to the four of them.

If the weaker Martial Cultivators wanted to defeat the stronger ones, it would be best if they could form a formation when they joined forces.

The elite Poison Demon would not rush forward like a swarm of bees. Instead, they would form an array and fight with the opponent under the support of the array.

This was war.

At the same time, the human Martial Cultivators would also form an array formation to fight with them.

Therefore, there would be countless small battlefields in the upcoming war.

If he had four million elite Poison Demons, then no matter how strong Qin Ming was, the human Martial Cultivator would definitely lose this war.

Unfortunately, he only had four hundred thousand elite Poison Demons, while there were four million human Martial Cultivators.

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