Supreme Spirit Emperor

Chapter 159 Angrily killing the disciples of the Zuolong Gang

"Give me back my apprentice Yurou!" Han Qing's face was cold. At this moment, Han Qing's heart was very cold. He hated this kind of dishonest person the most. Let's go, this has violated Han Qing's bottom line.

"Yurou? Who is Yurou? Boy, you, a little great spiritual master, dare to come to our Zuolong Gang to make trouble!"

"I'm saying it again, give Yurou back to me!" After saying that, the Iron Mother Sword flew out and fell into Han Qing's hands. Immediately, the scorching breath spread out in all directions.

"This kid is so arrogant, the little great spiritual master is really impatient!" As he said that, he saw a third-level spiritual master rushing towards Han Qing, and the other spiritual masters all gloated. Looking at Han Qing, in their eyes, Han Qing is already a dead person. Just kidding, the City Lord's Mansion is the base of the Zuolong Gang, and there are as many strong people as clouds. There are more than ten Linghuang alone, let alone Linghuang. Zongling King.

"Hmph!" Han Qing's face was cold, her eyes were fixed, facing the third-level Lingzong, Han Qing was not afraid at all, and slowly raised the iron mother sword in her hand, and then, Han Qing tapped her feet, and she jumped out.

"Om!" I heard Tie Mujian groan softly, and Han Qing's figure skipped by. The three spiritual sects stood there blankly with terrified eyes, and the faces of all the surrounding spiritual masters changed drastically.

Third Duan Lingzong slowly lowered his head, glanced at his chest, with a look of disbelief, and saw a blood hole appeared on his chest, and blood gushed out continuously.

"This, no, it's impossible!" As soon as the words fell, the third-level Lingzong fell to the ground, kicked his feet, and died, his eyes were still wide open. He couldn't believe it until he died. In the hands of the master, and it is still instant kill.

"Dead, this kid, killed senior brother!"

"Second Kill, he actually killed Senior Brother in a flash, the sword in that kid's hand is so powerful!"

"Hurry up, go help the Spirit King powerhouse here, let's surround this kid first!"

More than 30 spiritual masters surrounded Han Qing.

Han Qing takes a step forward, they take a step back, Han Qing takes a step back, they take a step forward, anyway, even if they don't fight Han Qing, Han Qing has nothing to do, anyway, things have already started, Han Qing is not afraid of making a big fuss, He simply meditated on the spot.

After about half a stick of incense, I saw five spiritual masters approaching the gate with flying steps. The first one was Luo Wen, the core member of the Zuolong Gang, the third-level spirit king, and the other four. It is a high-level spiritual sect.

"Who is causing trouble in our Zuolong Gang!" As soon as Luo Wen arrived, the spiritual masters surrounding Han Qing hurried out of the way.

Seeing this, Han Qing opened her eyes. Luo Fei was thin and thin, and there was a hint of frivolity in his steps. Obviously, Luo Wen had extremely high attainments in body skills.

"Give me back Yurou!" Han Qing stood up, facing Luo Wen, the third-stage spirit king, with no weakness at all.

"Yurou? Did you drink too much, come to my Zuolong gang to find Yurou? Boy, you killed our disciple of Zuolong gang. Even if you kowtow to admit your mistake today, you will die!" Luo said. An eight-level Lingzong next to Wen rushed towards Han Qing without saying a word.

"Hmph!" Han Qing snorted coldly, and the flame palm was condensed.

"Flame palm!" The scorching palm print brought a dripping, terrifying high temperature, and spread it in all directions.

"No, this is a mysterious skill. Its power is extremely terrifying, and the third junior brother can't compete with it at all!" As he spoke, Luo Wen dodged, extremely fast, and came to his junior brother in the blink of an eye. A sharp dagger was drawn towards the flame palm.

"Shua!" The Flame Palm was cut in half by the sharp dagger, but the scorching heat attached to the Flame Palm scorched the clothes of both Rowan. Rowan looked cold, looked at Han Qing, and asked: " Kid, the spiritual skill is so strong, tell me, who is your master." To have such a powerful spiritual skill, there must be a strong person behind it to teach, if you provoke a strong enemy that you shouldn't provoke, then even if Luo Wen is Zuo Long The core disciples of the Yunlong Gang did not dare to provoke powerful enemies for the Yunlong Gang.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you. If you don't return Yurou to me, today I will bloodbath the Zuolong Gang!" Han Qing said in a cold tone, holding a sword in her left hand, and subconsciously touched her dantian with her right hand.

"Xuexi Zuolong Gang? Just rely on you? A small seventh-level spiritual master? Did I hear wrong?" Luo Wen looked at Han Qing with disdain.

"Hahahaha!" After saying that, the others looked at Han Qing and laughed.

Indeed, the Zuolong Gang is so powerful, a great spiritual master, who said that he wants to learn from the Zuolong Gang, who would believe it?

However, for Han Qing, as long as his cultivation level does not exceed Linghuang, Han Qing is sure to kill him with the first three moves of the Mingzi Nine Jue. With Han Qing's current strength, he can barely use the first two moves. formula only.

"Boy, this joke of yours is really funny. You don't look at your virtues, but you dare to say such things on our territory?" Luo Wen clasped his hands and laughed out of breath.

"Then try it!" A cold smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Han Qing's mouth, and immediately after, Han Qing circulated the spiritual power in her body.

"Boom!" Flying Dragon Cauldron let out a muffled boom, and immediately, all the spiritual masters around, including Luo Wen, suddenly felt their brains go blank!
At this moment, Han Qing jumped out. For Han Qing, attacking Luo Wen obviously couldn't achieve a one-hit kill. Therefore, Han Qing's eyes fell on the four high-level spirit sects beside Luo Wen. body.

"Whoosh!" Han Qing jumped out with a whoosh, and the iron mother sword in her hand burst out with a burst of hot air. Immediately afterwards, Han Qing's iron mother sword directly pierced the two high-level spirit sects. chest!

"Huh, what's going on? Why did your brain suddenly go blank just now?" Luo Wen was the first to react, and the other Zuolong gang disciples also woke up.

"En? Fifth Junior Brother, Sixth Junior Brother! You, what's wrong?" At this moment, Luo Wen realized that the Fifth Junior Brother and Sixth Junior Brother standing beside him had fallen to the ground and died, but their eyes were full of panic.

"Damn it, where did that kid go?" At this moment, Luo Wen realized that Han Qing was gone!
"I'm here!" Han Qing stood 30 meters behind Luo Wen, holding the Iron Mother Sword. At this time, blood dripped on the Iron Mother Sword, and Han Qing's clothes were splashed by the blood of Luo Wen's two juniors, staining her face. Hanqing's chest was red.

"Oh, what did you use just now, was it a spiritual attack skill?" Luo Wen's face became serious. On the mainland, spiritual attack skills are already very rare, so rare that they almost faded out of the world of healers. Now it happened to Han Qing.

Perhaps it was because the peak was so big that all the disciples of the Zuolong Gang were attracted, and there were many of them who were strong spirit kings of the Lingzong sect.

(End of this chapter)