The Emperor's Call of Eternal Heroes

Chapter 307

As soon as Qin Jiange's words fell, the temperature of the world suddenly rose, and hot air rose from the ground.

The space is distorted enough to tell how terrifying the temperature is.

"Yan Zheng!"

Hong Deshun gritted his teeth and said, this move directly proved the identity of the other party.

In the entire wasteland, Yan Zheng is the only one who can control the flames to such an extent.

"Pavilion Master Qin, I didn't expect you to be so fully prepared. Two half-step saints, this skill is really not small!"

Hong Deshun's angry expression turned into extremely bitter.

What to do in this situation?What a fart, if there is a fight, I'm afraid it won't be enough for the other party to slap with one hand.

"It's useless to talk too much, let's do it!"

The silent centipede said lightly.

As soon as he stepped forward, the deep spiritual power swept away, rolling in like a stormy wave.

After all, he is also a hero, even in this kind of predicament, he has shown full strength.

If you don't struggle, how can you fight for a chance?
Hong Deshun's bloody hatred of Centipede, and others flinched at the brazen attack, but the rest of them also broke out.

They all know that only by fighting can they have a chance to survive.

"Space strangulation!"

With the sound of Yang Hanjun falling, beside those people, the space suddenly shattered.

The shattered space fragments did not just disperse, but rotated extremely fast.

These fragments, which are no more than the size of a palm, take away all the cut and opened wreckage wherever they pass.

What is the sharpest knife in the world?Then, there must be nothing more than space.

Some people didn't even have a chance to react, they turned into a corpse and fell to the ground.

And the places where their corpses were broken, without exception, were as smooth as a mirror.

There are also many people who narrowly escaped this catastrophe by relying on various defensive spirit weapons.

"Fire Heaven Realm!"

Yan Zheng waved his sleeve robe lightly, and a raging fire suddenly ignited among those who survived.

These flames are a kind of spiritual fire formed by extracting the fire-attribute spiritual energy contained in the spiritual energy, which is far beyond the comparison of the flames condensed by ordinary means.

The dark red flame exuded the aura of abyss and hell.

At this moment, the others were fine, but Xue Ya and other disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect couldn't stand it.

The blood-attribute exercises they practiced belonged to Yin-cold exercises, and they had a natural sense of repulsion to this scorching flame.

Although this sense of repulsion will gradually lessen as their strength increases, but what they are facing now is a half-step saint-level powerhouse, and the flames they cast are those warriors whose strength is only at the eighth level of the Heavenly Human Realm. What can it compete with?

The scorching flames, when some people rushed out, the team was reduced by half again, and most of them were from the Blood Clothes faction.

"Space Wind Blade!"

However, just as they rushed out of the flames, what they were greeted was the blades of space that were as dense as raindrops.

With these space blades, it is impossible to figure out when he will appear.Because it is impossible to see its trajectory clearly.

The only thing that can be seen is a slit as thin as wool left by the blade of space when it cuts through the space.

"Damn, it's not an opponent at all!"

An angry voice came from Hong Deshun's mouth.

Wearing this armor on his body, the streamer is running, resisting the space blade coming towards the vital point.

It has to be said that the defensive power of this armor is extremely abnormal. Even a spiritual level defensive spirit weapon can easily make a hole in the space blade, but it can't leave the slightest trace on that armor.

It can be seen from this that the quality of this armor definitely exceeds the holy rank and enters the category of emperor rank.

Just looking around, only myself, Xue Ya, and the other four were left, still struggling, a trace of grief and indignation inevitably rose in my heart.

So quickly, there are only four people left, so what are you going to do next?
Those attacks couldn't get them any closer at all, they harassed and killed them all the time.

Don't look at the distance between the two of them now, which is only a hundred feet, but this distance is like a sky, like an insurmountable gap.

"Let's fight quickly!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a clear yet charming voice.

No need to think about it, you know that Yaomei has completely refined the medicinal power of the single medicine juice.

That's because the strength that could not be consolidated in time continued to overflow, revealing a suffocating coercion.

"I come!"

At this time, Yaomei's expression was cold, and there was an unconcealable anger in her eyes.

Although there is a planned reason for the repeated pursuit and killing, no matter what, in the face of this matter, how easy it is to expose it.

With Yaomei's words, Yang Hanjun and Yanzheng stopped attacking instantly, and leaned back slightly in a tacit understanding.

It can be sensed from the suppressed anger of the other party that if they also get involved, they will receive the same treatment.

"There is a saying that is good, it is better to mess with Lord Yan than a tigress!"

Seeing such a stunning beauty, he initiated a ruthless approach to rubbing and torturing the four of them.

The corner of Qin Jiange's mouth twitched, and he said with great emotion in his heart.

It really deserves to be an incisive saying since ancient times, and it really is the best.

However, Qin Jiange also saw that Yaomei did not make a real death move, but used these four opponents to hone herself.

This also quickly relieved Qin Jiange.

A small elixir can make a person with no cultivation level step into the half-step saint level.

And Yaomei's own strength is not bad, and with the help of this small entrance elixir, the practice time of thousands of years has been reduced at once, reaching the final limit that this world can accommodate.

But obviously, this sudden strength is not so easy to control.

Only by fighting can one consolidate one's strength as quickly as possible.

"Remember to leave their consciousness behind!"

Qin Jiange was speechless for a while, afraid that Yaomei would beat him to death like this, so he reminded him.

These people can't really die yet. The factions they belong to, especially the Blood Clothes Sect and the Centipede Sect, all have an old monster who is hiding.

If they were to find out that their suzerain was dead, they would definitely infer something, and the trouble they would bring would definitely be considerable, which completely refuted the plan they were going to implement next.

"rest assured!"

Obviously, Yaomei was not immersed in anger, and responded lightly.

"boom!"

The voice fell, accompanied by a few dull voices.

Suddenly, he saw that the four people were smashed into a pile of shredded meat under Yaomei's boneless palm.

The consciousness that fled in a hurry was also caught in an instant, leaving no chance.

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Originally, I was in a good mood to write at night, but I didn't expect to be disturbed by a group of mosquitoes.

(End of this chapter)