LitRpg：My Supreme Hero Summoning System

"Shang Jing, protect Miss and charge out of the Great Wall. She will be safe!"    

Two furious roars sounded out, and the last two elders were intercepted. They rushed into the crowd, covered in blood, and began their final battle.    

"Elder. . . "    

The charming peach blossom eyes of the past had now become red and swollen, and it was difficult for the hoarse voice to speak again.    

She had fled day and night for a few days. Even though she was the most relaxed person on the physical body, the pressure in her heart was sufficient to completely destroy her.    

"Miss, pull yourself together! If we go any further, we will reach the Great Tang, and we will be safe!"    

Shang Jing tried to comfort her with a choking voice.    

"Shang Jing, have you seen Sister Mulan?" Chi Ling asked softly.    

Shang Jing took a breath and shook his head.    

"Miss, don't worry! Even if they capture Miss Mulan, they won't harm her easily. "    

"Un. . . "    

The two of them continued forward until they finally reached the Great Wall. The army of thousands was right in front of them.    

"Halt!"    

Countless people raised their weapons and shouted at the two of them.    

The voices gathered together. Like a sharp blade, it pierced through the clouds and shook Shang Jing down.    

"Great Sonic Formation!"    

Shang Jing's expression was incomparably ugly as he struggled to fly forward.    

"You won't be able to escape!"    

A few figures flew up from below.    

Hua Muhlan rushed out because she was unprepared. After that, they immediately increased their vigilance and were already waiting there.    

"Get lost!"    

Shang Jing roared angrily. He drew out his waist blade and slashed at the few figures flying below.    

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!    

The light of the saber fluttered. A figure was no match for him and fell to the ground with a miserable cry.    

"Quick! Use the earth-shattering sound wave array. Don't let him rush out!"    

"Stop!"    

The people below once again shouted loudly. Their voices slowly interweaved in the air and actually formed a Skynet that appeared in the sky.    

"Stop!"    

"Stop!"    

"Stop!"    

The shouts and the steps were hurried. The huge net in the sky became more and more solid, almost turning into a large net that blocked in the air.    

"Miss, cover your ears!"    

Shang Jing roared, gritted his teeth, and rushed towards the net.    

"Ah!"    

The moment he made contact with the net, he couldn't help but let out a miserable cry. Blood spurted out from his ears, and it was as if someone had hit him in the head. His body fell downwards.    

When he opened his eyes, blood also surged up, and vermillion overflowed from his eyes!    

"You actually dare to barge into the sound wave formation? You truly don't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"    

"He's injured. Capture him!"    

Several generals shouted loudly and rushed over with their men.    

"Miss. . . "    

As his body fell, waves of throbbing pain came from his mind. Shang Jing's Divine Sense gradually became blurry.    

"Shang Jing, have we reached the end?"    

Lying on Shang Jing's back, Chi Ling's voice was surprisingly calm.    

It seemed like she was going to be free. She was indeed tired after running all the way.    

The struggle of dying was only for the last moment of death. At this moment, everything might be over.    

Shang Jing did not speak. He continued to hold the Profound Qi in his dantian and began to ease the attack of the sound waves on his brain.    

The net above his head slowly fell down, preventing the two of them from escaping again.    

"So be it. The only regret is that I can't fulfill my father's last wish. "    

A teardrop fell from his eyes and fell onto Shang Jing's neck along his cheek.    

That teardrop was cold and symbolized despair.    

Patriarch!    

"Shang Jing, it has been hard on you all these years. You will retreat with the young lady and protect her. You must let her see Hsiang Yu!"    

The final determination and the last hope appeared in front of Shang Jing's eyes once again.    

"Ah!"    

He let out a furious roar. The blocked blood rushed out from his Seven Apertures Acupoint, in exchange for the Profound Qis that were boiling all over his body.    

Within his Dantian, a raging flame was burning.    

After igniting his own Profound Qi, the final result would be that his Profound Qi would burn him to nothing, not even his soul would be left behind.    

For the sake of his last hope, he had no regrets for his own choice.    

"Give it to me, get out of my way!"    

With a furious roar, Shang Jing, whose cultivation base had been raised to the extreme, unleashed an unprecedented power and stomped down.    

"Attack!"    

The three generals raised their hands at the same time to block the attack.    

Gengci!    

The Profound Qi clashed, and the victor was decided. The three of them spurted out blood, and their bodies fell down.    

As the Qi in his Dantian was ignited, Shang Jing's blood and Qi surged upwards. His head of black hair turned blood red, and his eyes were also filled with red light. Once again, he stabilized his body in the air, and at the last moment before he fell, he rushed towards the pass!    

"Quick, stop him!"    

A group of cavalry blocked in front of him, blocking his path.    

"Do you think I'm going to die!?"    

Shang Jing's feet landed on the ground. He did not choose to take the treasure from the sky anymore. With a knife in hand, he slashed wildly forward.    

In an instant, blood was dripping from his body, and his head flew into the air. Anyone who blocked it would be able to escape!    

Blood had already dyed his robe. His long blood-red hair was an unyielding obsession, and the crimson red in his eyes was his final loyalty to his old master.    

He staggered forward with firm steps, trembling as he tightly gripped his blade. He carried his own promise, his own hope, and walked forward step by step, his blade pressing down on people's lives.    

"Kill!"    

Shang Jing roared angrily. The handle of the blade was already stained with blood and could not be held. There were arrows all over his back, and his legs had long been pierced through. Finally, he killed his way to the bottom of the city gate.    

Behind him, under his feet, there were countless corpses lying on the ground. Blood and broken limbs were all over the ground.    

A touch of blood red was written in the unyielding character of a hero.    

He raised the blade again and slashed at the door in front of him.    

With a loud bang, the blade that carried blood energy hacked open the door, and the path of survival reappeared!    

"Hehe!"    

A dry and cold laugh came out of his throat, which was clogged by blood. Shang Jing turned around and slashed at Chi Ling behind him, putting her down.    

"Miss, Shang Jing can't walk anymore. Once we get out of this pass, we will be in Great Tang! You won't be able to go much further, and you will be saved. "    

"No, we won't be able to. "    

Chi Ling shook her head and reached out to hold the bloody head in front of her. Her heart was filled with pain.    

"Shang Jing, thank you for following me all the way. There are too many people who died for me. Let me fall here too. "    

"No! You are our last hope. You are the Patriarch's hope. You can't let our blood flow in vain!"    

Panting, Shang Jing broke free from her embrace and stared at Chi Ling with red eyes.    

"Miss, you must leave. You must live! Take revenge for us, kill Ying Zheng with your own hands!"    

Shang Jing clenched his teeth and said as he grabbed his white wrist, which was covered in blood.    

"Be careful!"    

Chi Ling cried out in alarm and struggled to turn Shang Jing's body.    

Behind him, a general thrust his spear forward.    

Gengci!    

The spear entered her body and pierced through her heart. Blood splattered onto her beautiful face, covering her sadness. She was at a loss before despair.    

"Miss, let's go!"    

With the last breath, Shang Jing no longer breathed. He pushed Chi Ling out with one hand.    

Because of his injuries, the ignited Profound Qi entered the final boiling stage.    

The warrior turned around and suddenly slashed down with his blade, chopping off the head of the evil smile behind him.    

Shang Jing roared furiously.    

"Let's walk down this path alive. Don't let our blood flow in vain!"    

"Miss, Shang Jing will be the last one for you!"     4

A knife with blood on it. Tears filled his eyes. Unyielding people burned their lives in the Great Wall for the sake of a promise and loyalty in their lives.    

"Don't get close. Shoot him with an arrow!"    

Swoosh! Swoosh!    

"Shang Jing!"    

In his eyes that were filled with grief, the shadow that was full of wounds was covered by the flying arrow. It landed heavily on the ground, and blood flowed all over the ground, dyeing the mountain red.    

"Miss. . . Let's go. . . "    

Boom!    

A huge fire burned, destroying all the loyal officials and taking away some of the Qin soldiers who were in a hurry to catch up.    

"Don't leave, young lady of the Treasure Evaluation Platform!"    

"Capture him!"    

After removing the formation in the sky, a figure chased after them from the sky.    

Bang!    

There was a gunshot in the distance, and a bloody hole appeared between the figure's eyebrows, causing him to fall from the sky.    

"Kill!"    

The sound of killing was loud. In the direction of the Great Tang. Countless soldiers were pouring down like a tidal wave.    

Hua Muhlan rushed down from the sky and picked up the limp Chi Ling.