Chapter 4747 Master Is Here

A figure appeared in front of Hao'er like a god, with one hand behind his back and the other in his abdomen, a powerful air flow surged around him, and a terrifying pressure and aura permeated the air , captivating!

"Master!"

Hao'er called out in surprise, with joy in his eyes. He knew it, he knew that Master would definitely come to save him!

But at this time, those god kings who attacked Hao'er were knocked down one by one by the powerful airflow, spitting blood, looking pale and shocked at the sudden appearance of the strong man .

"You, who are you!"

Emperor Qing held his hands behind his back, and glanced coldly at the monks of the god king with his deep and indifferent eyes. He did not speak, but raised his hand, and the monks of the god king who fell on the ground were struck by a powerful force visible to the naked eye. The airflow picked up.

"No, don't, don't kill us...don't kill us...ah!"

Before the words of begging for mercy fell, he saw his raised hand stretched out, and suddenly clenched into a fist, and just as his hand was clenched into a fist, he heard a few cracking sounds, and those monks Tilting his head, he lost his breath in an instant.

"puff!"

But in the distance, those black-clothed monks were shaken under this powerful pressure, their veins were broken, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and they fell down one by one.

After killing those people, Emperor Qing frowned, and said in a low and indifferent voice: "Want to run? Come out!" With a flick of his sleeve, a figure was pulled out from nowhere and fell heavily in front of him.

"Qing, Emperor Qing!"

The middle-aged man who was pulled out and fell to the ground was pale, and his eyes were horrified. He quickly got up from the ground and knelt down in front of him: "Qing Emperor, please forgive me, Qing Emperor, please forgive me..."

"Do you recognize this Emperor?" Emperor Qing squinted his eyes, glanced at the person in front of him, and found that he had no impression at all.

"Back to Emperor Qing, I am the person under the seat of Emperor Beiyan. I was lucky enough to see the holy face of Emperor Qing many years ago." It should be a bit of thin noodles, and spare him not to die, right?

Unexpectedly, as soon as his voice fell, he heard that indifferent voice without any emotion.

"Oh? So it's Bei Yan's person? Then he should be killed!"

As soon as Qingdi's voice came out, his sleeves were raised and flicked. The person who was kneeling in front of him seemed to be suddenly pressed down by a mountain. The whole person knelt down with his upper body in a kneeling posture with a bang. It was so severe that even the head was broken off, blood splashed all over the ground, the head rolled around, and finally landed in a corner.

This scene happened almost instantly, so fast that even Hao'er who was standing behind Qingdi couldn't react, until he saw the man beheaded and died, he couldn't help being startled.

"Don't you rush to treat the wound?" Emperor Qing turned and looked at Hao'er.

"Master, can you rescue them all?" Hao'er looked at the children who had fainted under the pressure.

"You can't even take care of yourself and still care about others?" Emperor Qing glanced at him and said, "The teacher didn't come here with his real body, but a clone appeared. If you want to save someone, you save it yourself."

Hearing this, Hao'er immediately asked: "Master, have all the monks here been killed?"

Hearing this, Emperor Qing glanced at him and said, "This place should be a training camp for dead soldiers. The people in charge are all dead, and you can deal with the rest."