Supreme Spirit Emperor

Chapter 366

"What else can I do? Of course I did!" Han Qing said in a deep voice.

"Fight!" Lan Bao roared, raised the huge shield in his hand, and rushed out first.

"Wang Chen, protect Lan Lan! I'm going to help Lan Bao!" After finishing speaking, Han Qing used Ghost Shadow Step and jumped behind Lan Bao. , and slashed towards the Spirit King closest to Han Qing.

"Tear!" The Spirit King didn't even have time to react, and was split in half by Han Qing's sword, so he couldn't die anymore.

"Master Hancheng! Come on, catch him!" Han Qing's identity was found out, and immediately, all the spiritual masters from the Zuolong Gang surrounded Han Qing one after another. As long as Han Qing is taken down, then, They must be able to be appreciated by Zuo Longfei. In the future, the prosperity and wealth will be inexhaustible, and their status in the Zuolong Gang will also rise accordingly.

"So many spirit kings!" All of a sudden, no matter it was the spirit sect or the great spiritual masters, they all surrounded Han Qing, and in the blink of an eye, hundreds of spiritual masters surrounded Han Qing and the others!
"Boss, can we still get out?" Wang Chen swallowed with difficulty, and with the counterattack of the Zuolong gang's spiritual masters, in the cold city, those spiritual masters with low cultivation levels fell down one after another, and those with high cultivation bases fell down one after another. A little bit, the end is also very miserable, dead, injured, unable to resist the spiritual masters of the Zuolong Gang and the Eight Treasures Sect.

"If you can't get out, you have to kill! Follow me closely!" As Han Qing said, the Iron Mother Sword in Han Qing's hand burst into a powerful momentum, and then, Han Qing jumped up high, holding the Iron Mother Sword in her hand above his head.

"Fire Spirit Slash!" With a buzzing sound, Fire Spirit Slash slashed down towards the place where the Zuolong Gang's spiritual masters were most densely populated, and the sword light, which was tens of feet long, erupted with incomparably hot aura.

"Damn it, everyone, get out of the way!" Facing Han Qing's mysterious skill Fire Spirit Slash, these healers of the Zuolong Gang, no matter how rich their combat experience is, they dare not stand up to it in the face of absolute strength.

"Ah!" A few spiritual masters who couldn't back down were cut into pieces by the sword light, and died under the fire spirit.

"Go!" Taking advantage of the gap between Han Qing's use of Fire Spirit Slash, several Ling Dynasty counterattacked Han Qing.

"Hmph, Lan Bao, you lead them out, and leave these guys to me!" Han Qing let out an angry roar, and an extremely violent energy burst out from his body.

"Boss is using the flame sea devouring sky to deal with these spiritual masters, everyone follow Lan Bao closely, let's retreat!" Wang Chen responded, at this time Lan Bao rushed out with a shield, and anyone who stepped forward to stop him would be blocked by Lan Bao. Bao raised his shield and was shot flying like a rubber ball.

"The sea of ​​flames swallows the sky!" Seeing that several spirit kings were about to pounce on Han Qing, at this moment, a large canopy of flames burst out from Han Qing's body, and the several spirit kings who rushed forward were caught by the sudden flames. Shrouded in and swallowed by it, they had no time to make unnecessary resistance before being ruthlessly swallowed by the flames.

"Quickly retreat! Withdraw!" The spiritual masters around Han Qing were shocked, and retreated towards the distance one after another. Even the spiritual masters in Hancheng, when they saw the large expanse of flames attacking, they all panicked. Busy retreating.

Under the cold city, it became a sea of ​​flames, that is to say, there was a sea of ​​flames to separate the spiritual masters of the cold city from the spiritual masters of the Zuolong Gang of the Eight Treasures Sect.

I saw the healers in Hancheng panting one by one. Obviously, it was the first time for many of them to experience a battle of this level. Most of them died, and a lot of prairie wolves died. On the other hand, Zuolong Gang and Babaozong, although there were many casualties, they were basically killed by cannonballs.

"Boss, we have cannons. They don't dare to get too close. Are we going to spend it like this? This is not a good way for us. The longer the time delays, the worse it will be for us." Wang Chen said.

"En." Han Qing nodded, and glanced at all the spiritual masters behind him. Many spiritual masters have injuries on their bodies. Moreover, the spiritual masters in Hancheng are generally not as high as the Zuolong Gang. If they continue to fight, they will suffer. , It will only be a cold city.

"Boss, look over there!" Fatty Ling exclaimed, pointing at the distant hill.

"Huh! That seems to be Tingyingu's banner, Lingzhi is here!" Han Qing's face showed surprise. Although Tingyingu's strength is not as good as a big gang like the Zuolong Gang, Tingyingu is better than Baba. Baozong also needs to be much stronger.

The three great soul emperors are floating in the mid-air, they are the fifth-level soul emperor Qinghe, the ninth-stage soul emperor Tangju, the nine-stage soul emperor, Hatsune, and Hatsune is also Su Qing's disciple, but the talent in the early stage is better than Qinghe's. Therefore, the cultivation level is higher than that of Qing He.

The three great spirit emperors flew over, bypassing the Babao Sect and the Zuolong Gang, and arrived under the cold city.

"Tingyingu's two thousand disciples, come to help!" Tingyingu's first disciple Qing He yelled coquettishly, and immediately, all the strong men who were still fighting in midair stopped.

"Great, the people from Tingyingu are here, and our reinforcements are here!" Seeing the two thousand disciples of Tingyingu, the people in Hancheng all showed joy.

Of the two thousand Tingyingu disciples, the lowest cultivation level is that of a spiritual master. Among them, there are [-] spiritual kings, [-] spiritual masters, and the rest are spiritual masters and great spiritual masters.

"Han Qing, we're late, I'm sorry!" Fu Lingzhi couldn't wait to throw herself into Han Qing's arms as soon as she arrived.

"Lingzhi, you didn't come too late. Now is the right time. As long as the flames completely dissipate, it will be the time for us to fight the Zuolong Gang and the Eight Treasures Sect." Han Qing hugged Fu Lingzhi and said softly.

"Okay, you guys stop being ambiguous for now, junior sister, it's time to deal with the Zuolong Gang first." Qing He gave Fu Lingzhi an angry look.

"Senior sister, how can I be ambiguous!" Fu Lingzhi blushed, and hurriedly broke away from Han Qing's arm, and stood beside Han Qing with some embarrassment.

"Hey, big sister, what you said is a bit unreasonable. Lingzhi and I haven't seen each other for a long time, so how can we bear it if we don't flirt with each other?" Han Qing laughed.

"Go, go, beat back the Zuolong Gang members, I don't care how ambiguous you want to be, now, let's take it easy!" Qing He frowned and said.

"The flames have dissipated!" At this time, the sea of ​​flames swallowed the sky and fell silent. Under the cold city, it was bombarded everywhere, a scene of embarrassment, and the scorched corpses were still smoldering. blue smoke.

"It's someone from Tingyingu!" At this moment, Zuo Longfei frowned when he saw Qing He and the others. When people from Tingyingu came to help Hancheng, Zuo Longfei's face became ugly.

"Master, the people from Listening Valley are here, shall we still fight?"

"Nonsense, we have killed so many people, if we don't capture Tingyin Valley today, where will our Zuolong gang lose face?" Zuo Longfei said.

(End of this chapter)