Supreme Spirit Emperor

Chapter 347 Han Qing Zhi

"Red Flame Fist!" While still running, Han Qing had already used the ground-level spiritual skill Chi Yan Fist. With Han Qing's cultivation base, although she could not fully exert the power of the ground-level spiritual skill, Han Qing Qing's Huoyan Jue can infinitely enhance the power of the Red Flame Fist.

"What's that?" Just as He Da realized it, Han Qing had already come in front of him, and against the powerful punch that erupted from Han Qing's fist, He Da had no time to respond to it, and stabbed down with the long sword Subconsciously raised it, and blocked it in front of his chest.

But this is just like a praying man's arm blocking a car, overreaching.

"Boom!" The Scarlet Flame Fist hit He Da directly, and the long sword in his hand was blown away, and fell to the ground. He Da's face was horrified, and the powerful force hit his chest. The power of spiritual skills is not so easy to resist.

But fortunately, He Da, as a strong man of the Linghuang, knew how to use his strength to retreat at the moment his body was blown away. He spread his wings of spiritual power and retreated a hundred meters in mid-air before he stabilized his body. Wow, a mouthful of blood spurted out , He Da was injured, but fortunately he dealt with it properly and the injury was not serious.

"It's Han Qing!"

"Han Qing, it's really Han Qing!"

"Han Qing is back! It's Han Qing who's back!" Han Qing's figure appeared. At this time, the teachers and students who were watching saw that the person standing next to Zhang Heng was Han Qing, a legendary figure in the academy. Hanqing!came back.

"Han Qing, hurry up, save Lan Lan!" At this moment, Zhang Heng struggled to get up from the ground, and said weakly.

Han Qing glanced at Zhang Heng lightly, and nodded slightly towards him, meaning that there is no need to worry about Bai Lanlan, the grassland wolf king is extremely fast, and Han Qing has already asked him to save Bai Lanlan.

"Han Qing, it's you!" At this moment, He Da landed beside Zhao Kai, staring at Han Qing firmly, if eyes could kill, Han Qing would have died long ago.

"Yes, it's me. I, Han Qing, am back. Are you disappointed?" Han Qing said coldly.

"Han Qing, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you're finally back." At this moment, Zhao Kai took two steps forward, and an invisible aura emanated from his body.

"Zhao Kai! I haven't seen you for a year and a half. Your cultivation has become stronger!" Han Qing closed her eyes slightly, looking at Zhao Kai with a flash of surprise in her eyes. The former Zhao Kai was a proud guy. After one arm, Zhao Kai seemed to be a different person, which surprised Han Qing very much.

"Yes, I am stronger than before, come on, let me see, have you become stronger in the past year and a half?" Zhao Kai rushed towards Han Qing directly, although There was only one arm, but the aura was so horrifying that the teachers and students around looked at Zhao Kai in surprise.

"Seventh stage spirit king! This Zhao Kai has improved so fast! I don't know if Hanqing has been lazy in the past year and a half! Can he beat Zhao Kai?"

"You are stupid, this Zhao Kai has practiced the earth-level spiritual skill Soaring to the Sky Fist, and Han Qing is strong, and it is estimated that his cultivation base will not be able to catch up with Zhao Kai. With the addition of the earth-level spiritual skill, how could Han Qing be able to fight well?" Pass Zhao Kai?"

"No, I think Han Qing is very strong. Didn't you notice that he repelled Teacher He Da's punch just now? The momentum is also very strong, and I'm afraid it has reached the level of an earth-level spiritual skill."

"Who is strong and who is weak, just watch!"

"Seventh-stage spiritual king! It seems that you have suffered a lot in the past year and a half, right?" Han Qing sneered at the corner of his mouth, and the aura of the ninth-stage spiritual sect suddenly exploded. It was as if oil had been poured on Qing's body, the flames burned rapidly, raging flames erupted three feet high, your scorching high temperature, even some teachers of the inner court at the Linghuang level in the distance were surprised.

"Phew, Han Qing's strength is much stronger than it was a year and a half ago!"

"This additional fire-attribute spiritual skill sets off Han Qing's aura. I'm afraid even we can't match this aura!" Several teachers at the Linghuang level in the inner courtyard looked at Han Qing in surprise.

"Square Fist!" Facing Han Qing's sudden eruption, Zhao Kai didn't dare to neglect, and directly blasted his unique Si He Fist at Han Qing.

"Red! Flame! Fist!" Han Qing's face was icy cold, and the three words Chiyan Fist came out of his mouth word by word, and Han Qing slowly raised his fist, and leaped up to hit him When Zhao Kai came down, Han Qing took a step back with her right foot and bent her waist. Just like that, with a strong and hot momentum, she rushed towards Zhao Kai.

"Boom!" When the two fists collided, the surrounding air seemed to freeze immediately, Han Qing was like an erupting beast, and Zhao Kai, like a silent lion, collided with each other for two full seconds. Ten seconds.

Both Zhao Kai and Han Qing's expressions changed significantly.

"Bump!" The two fists converged, and there was a loud bang. It was an explosion caused by collision and friction. Zhao Kai was blown away. However, Zhao Kai turned his body around in mid-air, Finally, he fell to the ground, knelt down on one knee, supported his body with one arm, his face was ugly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Obviously, Zhao Kai didn't feel good when He Han Qing punched him hard.

On the other hand, Han Qing also saw a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Han Qing took fifteen steps back before she stabilized her body, and looked at Zhao Kai with slightly narrowed eyes.

"The power of the Red Flame Fist possessed by the Vulcan is capable of catching it. This Zhao Kai's Sihe Fist has improved a lot!" Han Qing was extremely surprised. In any case, Han Qing had the confidence to rely on the fire The god possessed body and the red flame fist knocked him down with one punch, and Zhao Kai was safe and sound.

Obviously, the Sihequan is not a cover, as a spiritual skill that is difficult to practice in Feilong Academy, once practiced, the power of the Sihequan, even if it is some low-level spiritual skills, is not as good as that of the Xuan-level advanced Sihe Fist.

Just like Han Qing's Scarlet Flame Fist, a low-level earth-level spiritual skill, its reputation is not as resounding as the Sihe Fist.

"I haven't seen you for a year and a half, and you're nothing more than that!" Zhao Kai stood up from the ground, straightened his body, and looked at Han Qing with disdain and said.

"Oh? Really? You haven't made much progress, have you?" Han Qing also showed a disdainful smile.

"Hmph, don't be ashamed to say it. Today is the time when I, Zhao Kai, wash away my past shame. Han Qing, let me show you my strongest skill, the Soaring Fist!" In the stepping posture, with one arm arched, clenched fist placed on the waist, suddenly, an extremely dignified aura slowly rose from Zhao Kai's body.

"Shooting Fist, is Zhao Kai's Soaring Fist!"

"I didn't expect to see Zhao Kai use Sky Fist in the academy!"

"This Sky Fist is extremely powerful. In my opinion, he can defeat Han Qing with a single punch."

"Defeat? You underestimate the Sky Fist! In my opinion, one punch can cripple Han Qing."

(End of this chapter)