Supreme Spirit Emperor

Chapter 94 Fierce Battle

"Kill!" After 5 minutes of charging, the Lion Legion and the Wolf Knight Legion finally met. Zhang Tong kicked his legs and leaped high from the horse. Mans fall.

"Boom!" He fell into the werewolf camp and took away the lives of several werewolves.

At this time, the two sides collided together, and the cold green flame palm was slapped, and the three werewolves in front were directly lifted into the air. Under the high temperature of the flame palm, they were directly strangled by the scorching heat, Lan Bao jumped off the horse directly , carrying the shield, and ran desperately on the ground. As I said, there is no werewolf who can withstand Lanbao's powerful strength.

Wang Chen also dismounted from his horse and followed behind Lan Bao. With the help of Lan Bao's shield, he followed Lan Bao like a shadow. Once a werewolf wanted to attack Lan Bao from the side, he would definitely become the dead soul under Wang Chen's dagger. .

"My boy, your cultivation has improved a lot. The power of your palm is as powerful as that of a mysterious middle-level spiritual skill!" Zhang Heng was not far from Han Qing. Zhang Heng was also shocked when he saw the powerful spiritual skills.

Flame palm, the most low-level spiritual skill of the yellow rank, consumes very little spiritual power. Now the cold green swallows the green flames in the center of the earth, and the fire flame art has reached the level of the mysterious rank. The power is comparable to any mid-level mysterious skill.

"Brother Zhang Heng, be careful!" At this moment, Han Qing came to Zhang Heng's side and slapped him.

"Touch!" A werewolf who had reached the level of a great spiritual master was directly sent flying by Han Qing.

"Careless, carelessness is taboo on the battlefield, Brother Hanqing, let's rush out!" Zhang Heng roared, mobilized his horse, followed the team, and rushed out.

Han Qing also gave up her war horse and fought on horseback, Han Qing was very uncomfortable.

"Boss, I'll charge ahead, follow me!" At this moment, Lan Bao shouted, and a savage charge came to Han Qing's side. Seven or eight werewolves were directly knocked into the air by Lan Bao, and none of them died. , Wang Chen took the opportunity to make up the knife. It can be said that Lan Bao and Wang Chen cooperated with each other tacitly. Together, the werewolves all backed down where they said it.

At this time, several werewolves whose cultivation had reached the Spirit Sect noticed Han Qing and the three of them, and rushed towards them.

"Lan Bao, be careful!" Han Qing reacted first, pushed Lan Bao away, and the flame palms came out, blasting towards the werewolf who was rushing forward.

"Touch!" The flame palm hit the werewolf's chest, but the werewolf spirit sect has a whole set of armor protection, although it is just ordinary armor, it can resist the high temperature of the cold green flame palm.

"Oh!" Lingzong, who was shot flying by Han Qing, quickly took off the armor on his body, and saw that his chest was reddened by the scorching heat, and his face was in a state of embarrassment. Looking at Han Qing, his face became serious.

"Boy, your palm technique is quite powerful, but you are only a spiritual master. The gap in cultivation cannot be made up by relying on spiritual skills." As he said that, the werewolf rushed towards Han Qing, and at the same time , Lan Bao launched a mysterious high-level spiritual skill, savagely colliding!
"Come on!" The Spirit Sect was unlucky enough to meet Han Qing and the other three. He thought he could kill the three of them by relying on his high level of cultivation, but he was killed by the three together.

He was knocked away by Lan Bao once, but this time, Wang Chen made a move, and saw a afterimage passing by, and the dagger in Han Qing's hand erupted with a sharp cold light.

"Pfft!" With the knife in his hand, the dagger pierced directly through the werewolf's chest. The werewolf didn't even see what Wang Chen looked like, his eyes widened, and he looked like he couldn't believe it.

"Haha, great job, you can actually kill Lingzong. This combat power is strong!" Zhang Heng saw that Han Qing and the three joined forces to kill a Lingzong. Shocked.

"Brother Zhang Heng, these werewolf knights seem to be very weak." Han Qing said, indeed, the werewolves of the Wolf Knights seemed very weak to Han Qing.

"Of course, the orcs are already poor, and they have problems eating. How can they have money to buy spiritual skills and equipment? Look at the armor on them, which is no different from ordinary armor. Moreover, they don't know any spiritual skills at all. , Therefore, even if the cultivation base has reached the level of the spirit sect, the combat power will not be too strong. Just now you killed a spirit sect, which is enough to prove this point. Okay, don't fall behind, get on your horse, and rush over with the big army. After a few back and forth attacks, this wolf knight army will definitely be defeated." Zhang Heng said.

"Okay!" The three of them rode their horses again, followed behind Zhang Heng, and launched an attack. Where the lion army had said, the wolf knights collapsed one after another, unable to resist the fierce charge of the lion army.

"Zhang Tong, how dare you fight me!" At this time, Lang Feng, the head of the Wolf Knight Legion, met Zhang Tong. He was also the Spirit King. Lang Feng's cultivation was a little bit higher than Zhang Tong's.

"Why don't I dare!" Zhang Tong yelled, and the high-level Huang Pin high-level long sword in his hand burst out with a shocking sword light, and rushed towards Lang Feng.

"Oh! Is it great to have yellow-grade equipment? Today I will let you see the spirit passed down by our werewolf clan." After speaking, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from Lang Feng's body, and his eyes turned into Deep dark blue, the body swished out, and at the same time, on Lang Feng's hands, sharp claws erupted a chilling chill.

"No, this guy's spiritual skills are so fast!" When Zhang Tong realized it, Lang Feng had already arrived in front of Zhang Tong.

"Shua!" At the critical moment, Zhang Tong reacted, turning his body sideways, trying to avoid the sharp claws of the wolf, but he was still a step too late, and the claws of the wolf's front caught Zhang Tong's chest, Immediately, blood was splashed everywhere, Zhang Tong screamed, and his face suddenly turned pale.

As a strong spirit king, Zhang Tong did not wear armor.

"Oh ho ho, Zhang Tong, you are such a waste of reputation, you were seriously injured by me so easily." Lang Feng looked at Zhang Tong with a smile.

"Damn it, brother was bullied by the army leader of the wolf knights, Han Qing, you charge with the army, I'll go support brother!" Zhang Heng turned his horse's head and charged towards the wolf front.

"Brother Zhang, wait for me, I'll go too!" Han Qing also turned his horse's head, and when Lan Bao Wang Chen saw this, he also turned his horse's head and rushed up with Han Qing.

"Zhang Tong, today is your death day. If you die and the Lion Army loses its commander, I want to see if they can still be so brave! Zhang Tong, die!" Looking at Zhang Tong, he raised his right claw and dropped it suddenly.

(End of this chapter)