Inside the Lanchuan Mountain Range!
Broken limbs and tattered corpses were strewn all over the place. Puddles of blood had accumulated on the ground, making it look like a slaughterhouse.
There were still scattered flames burning in the surroundings, making a few crackling sounds …
The rebel army, the seven peak Yuan Venerates standing in front of the rebel army, and the commanders in front of the seven peak Yuan Venerates were all staring in shock at Qin Hao, who was drenched in blood.
Everyone really could not believe that Qin Hao was able to rely on his own strength, not only was he able to hold back the attacks of three Soul Essence Powerhouses, but he was also able to easily kill off the second wave of enemies.
Qin Hao was only a Level Five Yuan Monarch!
He was so strong that it was unreasonable.
It wasn't just Qin Hao. Even the wretched man with the green hat was also fighting equally with the four peak Yuan Venerates. Even though the wretched man was getting more and more injured, his aura was becoming more and more ferocious. His fearless and ruthless attitude made Luo Yunyang
The four peak Yuan Venerates felt a chill run down their spines.
"What a respectable opponent. Kid, you are quite impressive!"
"I, Ji Changfa, have roamed the northern border for more than 20 years and killed countless geniuses.
However, this is the first time I've met someone like you! "
"But no matter what, under our flawless pincer attack, you are still no match for us.
Death is your only fate! "
Only the man with the silver spear, the long-haired man, and the man with the leopard claws were left in the second wave of troops that had surrounded Qin Hao.
The three of them were also injured, but their injuries weren't serious. They couldn't help but praise Ji Changfa as they panted.
In comparison, Qin Hao was in a much worse state.
Not only was there the enemy's blood on his body, but there was also his own blood.
The clothes on his left shoulder were torn, revealing three huge wounds.
This attack had been made by the man with the leopard claws.
There was a bloody hole the size of a baby's mouth on his back. The wound was very deep, and blood was flowing out.
There were spots of light around the bloody hole, and the muscles were twisting toward the center. It was obvious that Qin Hao was using his Yuan Qi to suppress the wound.
This attack had been made by the man with the silver spear!
In addition, Qin Hao's wrists, ankles, and even his neck were covered with countless small scars. These scars were like lines, densely packed together.
Although they weren't as serious as the wounds on his shoulder and back, they had seriously affected Qin Hao's agility.
These wounds had been made by the long-haired man using his hair.
"Cut the crap. I don't know how long I can last, but I can guarantee that you will all die before me!"
Qin Hao stepped on the ground with his right foot. His weak aura rose crazily once again. As his hair swayed, the Great Void Holy Sword was covered in a layer of fire, emitting a scorching aura.
As long as I still have a breath.
... He would never allow his woman.
"Stubborn, Bai Longyin …"
The man with the silver spear raised his eyebrows in anger. With a roar, he disappeared from where he was. In a flash, he appeared in front of Qin Hao. He didn't move in a straight line. Instead, he leaped, making it hard for people to predict.
Immediately, he swept his spear horizontally, drawing out an illusory white dragon. The white dragon mixed with the sharp spear energy suddenly sank into the ground, but it drilled out from the bottom of Qin Hao's feet, vainly trying to knock Qin Hao into the air.
The man with the silver spear was fast, and so was his spear.
However, in terms of movement, Qin Hao was not inferior.
"Water Wind Steps!"
Swish!
Swish!
With two sounds, Qin Hao teleported twice, leaving the place where the white dragon attacked. At this time, he appeared in front of the man with the silver spear. Qin Hao drew out his sword and formed a circle around him. The circle was surrounded by Red Lotus Fire, and the man with the silver spear was trapped in it.
With such skills and counterattacks, Pei San was very agile.
However, the man with the silver spear was also very agile. He smirked and thrust his spear outside the circle. Qin Hao's attack missed.
At this moment, the strands of hair that filled the sky once again curled up. Swish, swish, swish. Like spider silk, they bound Qin Hao's wrists and ankles. Then, with a pull, Qin Hao floated in the air with his arms and legs spread out, unable to move.
"The first fist of Chang 'an City, hit!"
The man with the leopard claws shouted. He ran on the ground like a leopard. Then, he jumped high and punched Qin Hao's right face.
Qin Hao's mind was in a mess. His neck made a cracking sound.
"Hit!"
The man with the silver spear was overjoyed. "Brother Leopard is really good!"
The man with the silver spear was very familiar with the strength of Pei Qinbao's fist. It was said that Pei Qinbao could beat his opponent to a pulp with one punch.
Although Qin Hao had already been punched five times.
However, this was the first time that Pei Qinbao had hit his head.
The head and heart were the most vulnerable parts of a martial artist.
Pei Qinbao would definitely be severely injured.
"Hehe … It's all because of my support!"
The man with the long hair raised his arm in front of his body to control the movement of his hair.
The man with the long hair was the main reason why Pei Qinbao was able to injure Qin Hao.
He was really tired after fighting for so long.
However, Pei Qinbao was stunned the next second. Then, his eyes were filled with fear.
As Qin Hao turned his head slowly, a layer of scales covered his right face. As the scales grew, Pei Qinbao could feel that Qin Hao's energy was getting stronger again.
"You guys have good teamwork. One support, one attack, and the other one harasses.
However … it's not enough. Flame Dragon Fist! "
All of a sudden, Qin Hao let out a thunderous roar, and the sound waves gushed into Pei Qinbao's mouth, almost tearing his lungs apart.
At this moment, a golden fist with dragon scales was thrown out and landed on Pei Qinbao's chin.
The strength of the punch was so strong that the man with the long hair lost his balance and was thrown out. His hair was still tied to Qin Hao's wrist.
"Ah!"