As for Mr. Han, Luo Yuanhao also had a lot of doubts about Mr. Han. With Mr. Han's force, how could he have a confrontation with Zheng Ming, and he was on an equal footing with Zheng Ming, this Mr. Han, does he want to borrow Zheng Ming's hand to get rid of himself?

But this kind of doubt was eliminated from Luo Yuanhao's heart in an instant, not that he believed in Mr. Han, but because there was no need to doubt this kind of thing.

After stabbing himself, the sword in Zheng Ming's hand did not immediately slash towards the others.

At this moment, Zheng Ming, like a ghost, rushed through the siege of four or five nine-rank masters with strange steps, and came to Han Lao's body.

Although Han Lao's cultivation was good, the moment Zheng Ming pounced, he even volleyed more than twenty palms towards Zheng Ming.

However, the sword light in Zheng Ming's hand was extremely weird, directly piercing Han Lao's defense, and the sword light passed through Han Lao's neck.

This sword is fast.

And with this sword, Han Lao fell to the ground silently. For those warriors who besieged Zheng Ming, Han Lao's death can be said to be the last straw in their already fearful hearts.

"Run!" shouted for some reason, and then scattered and fled.

Many times, thousands of people, as long as they are properly commanded, even if they are six-rank martial artists, they can fight together.

Especially now, among the thousands of guards, there are also two eight-grade existences. But once people's hearts are scattered and they run away, then thousands of people are no different from more than a thousand pigs running around.

Zheng Ming's sword was as fast as lightning, and the object of his killing. It's even more of those nine-rank martial artists. Basically. As long as it is below the ninth grade, he will let it go gently.

This time, the alliance of nearly 20 large and small forces can be said to have brought together nearly 100 nine-rank martial artists, but now, these nine-rank martial artists seem to be afraid that they will run slowly and die in the hands of the plague god.

Run, run, run!

Scattering and fleeing was only a quarter of an hour's work. Thousands of people had already fled, and then scattered to the ground, but the light of the torches that had not been extinguished could see hundreds of corpses lying on the ground.

These corpses, if you want to say that they are similar, are not nothing. There are two things they have in common, one is that their cultivation is not low, and they are almost the same, these people all have the cultivation of the ninth grade. As for the second point. Most of these corpses died under the throat of a sword.

Zheng Dajin's mouth was wide open, he hadn't seen killing. But now this kind of incomparably fast killing, he couldn't accept it for a while.

Although he is only an eleventh-grade martial artist, he still has some eyesight. In his opinion, this is not a fight, this is simply a killing.

A lion slaughter of a flock, a slaughter without much resistance.

The second young man of his own family did not use any earth-shattering martial arts, such as those peerless means such as leveling a mountain between a master and a sword. Zheng Ming's methods did not even go beyond the scope of the Nine Rank Martial Artists.

It's just that Zheng Ming's swordsmanship is too fast, so fast that people don't have time to deal with it, so the enemies who came to fight back didn't have the power to fight back.

Zheng Ming's figure didn't know where he had gone at this time, but Zheng Dajin knew one thing, that is, the second young master of his family, there was absolutely no danger this time.

Zheng Ming was chasing Luo Yuanhao at this time, Luo Yuanhao, as the owner of Hanyun Village, was like a lost dog who fled from the wilderness at this time, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Especially the sword on his shoulder, it was even more difficult for him to gather the internal qi in his body, so although his cultivation was strong, his running speed was not too fast.

When running from one hillside to another, Luo Yuanhao felt that his feet were a little weak. But he didn't dare to rest, after all, Zheng Ming, the magic star, didn't know where he was now.

More than 1,000 people were chased and killed by one person and fled in all directions, this situation Luo Yuanhao had not encountered before.

But at that time, the pursuers were all peerless warriors, and now this pursuer, Luo Yuanhao doesn't know how to describe it.

Although it is not yet, this person will definitely become one of the peerless powerhouses in the future.

This thought, once it rose in Luo Yuanhao's heart, Luo Yuanhao became more and more affirmative.

"Lord Luozhai, where are you going? A faint voice rang in Luo Yuanhao's ears.

Hearing this voice, Luo Yuanhao looked ahead violently, and saw that ten zhang away from him, Zheng Ming was looking at himself lightly.

Zheng Ming, who was holding a long sword in his hand, looked like a demon god full of killing aura at this time.

Luo Yuanhao raised the horse chopping knife in his hand with difficulty, although he knew that he was definitely not Zheng Ming's opponent, but he was definitely not willing to kill him.

"Zheng Ming, I really didn't expect that your cultivation was not only restored, but also your swordsmanship was so powerful. can die in your hands today, and I, Luo Yuanhao, can be regarded as a dead without complaining. ”

Zheng Ming glanced at Luo Yuanhao lightly, and then said, "Today, you should have died." ”

"But for the sake of your conscience, I see that what you said is still a little more conscience, and if you can give you one more way, as long as you can attach yourself to me, I can spare you from death. ”

Attached, Luo Yuanhao's expression couldn't help but move, although he is not a person who is afraid of death, but it is better to live than to die.

And a master like Zheng Ming actually did not insult him Luo Yuanhao.

"Ming Shao can not kill me, I am naturally willing to join me, but Ming Shao is not afraid of repeating it?" After a moment of silence, Luo Yuanhao asked Zheng Ming solemnly.

Zheng Ming didn't answer Luo Yuanhao's question, he just gently raised the long sword in his hand with his hand.

This action made Luo Yuanhao feel that he had really asked a question that he shouldn't have asked, Zheng Ming could let himself go, and he could also kill himself.

So he definitely wouldn't worry about that.

"Subordinate Luo Yuanhao, meet the second son. After struggling slightly, Luo Yuanhao respectfully knelt in front of Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming nodded and said, "Okay, since you belong to me, then hurry up and clean up your Hanyun Village's manpower, I don't want your Hanyun Village to show a defeated army here." ”

Speaking of this, Zheng Ming looked into the distance again and said: "I didn't kill your subordinates of Hanyunzhai just now, after you straighten out your manpower, you will exterminate all the strengths such as the Silver Hook Gambling House for me one by one." ”

"Can you finish it in three days?"

If it was in the past, Luo Yuanhao naturally couldn't do it, but now, Zheng Ming has killed the principals of the Silver Hook Gambling House and other powerful people, and with the strength of their Hanyun Village, it is really not a big deal to kill these people.

After Luo Yuanhao respectfully agreed, he left quickly with his subordinates. And with Luo Yuanhao's departure, Zheng Ming also quickly walked towards the hillside where Zheng Dajin and them were.

At this time, although Zheng Ming was walking around, there was still essence that sank into Zheng Ming's body from all directions, but a deep exhaustion rose up in Zheng Ming's body.

Ah Fei's fast sword true intent, although it is enjoyable, but the longer this fast sword true intent is cast, the more it will be consumed.

In the past few days, with the help of the power of the demon seed, Zheng Ming has restored the meridians in his body, and the power of the ten internal strengths has been completely recovered.

But this battle made Zheng Ming feel that his internal strength was exhausted.

The reason why this is the case is not only because of the true intent of the fast sword, but also because of the consumption of internal strength when casting the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa.

And the reason why he was able to achieve such a brilliant record, Zheng Ming felt that the focus was not only because he had obtained Ah Fei's fast sword true intent, but also because of his Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa.

The effect of the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa, in addition to quickly absorbing the essence between heaven and earth, Zheng Ming felt that more importantly, through this Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa, he could completely control his own potential within ten zhang.

It is this kind of control of the situation that allows Zheng Ming to easily dodge one attack after another in the siege of everyone, and it is enough to grasp the opponent's flaws, so as to kill the opponent with one sword.

Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa and Quick Sword True Intent, in this regard, are a perfect match.

However, the role of internal strength is getting smaller and smaller for himself, and he still has to break through the dantian as soon as possible and turn his strength into anger. In this way, you can make your strength to a higher level.

Between contemplation, Zheng Ming had already come to the small hillside of the killing, and at this time Li Xiaoduo was holding Zheng Xiaoxuan, who was still sleeping, but most of Li Xiaoduo's energy was not put on Zheng Xiaoxuan's body.

In front of Li Xiaoduo, there was a sundries pile, in addition to stacks of silver tickets and gold and silver, there were more than 20 martial arts classics.

Seeing Zheng Ming come back, a smile appeared in Li Xiaoduo's eyes, and she pointed to the pile of debris in front of her and said, "Second Young Master, these are all from Uncle Da Jin and they found from those corpses."

Zheng Ming didn't care much about the gold and silver, for him, the gold and silver were not important, he paid more attention to those classics.

Although the people who were killed were only as good as their martial arts, these classics were of great effect on the Zheng family in Luming Town.

I picked up a classic book casually, and I saw that there were three words written on it, and the level of this Tongxin palm was even more inferior.

Seven grades are inferior, let their father and them cultivate, it's not bad.

From Li Xiaoduo's hands, Zheng Xiaoxuan, who was still asleep, took over, Zheng Ming smiled and said, "It's all over, you call Uncle Dajin and them, we can go back." ”

Luming Town was already extremely nervous at this time. None of the people in the Luming Town Escort Team were asleep at this time, they were holding longbows and crossbows one by one, waiting desperately at any time.

For the opponent who is coming this time, Zheng Gongxuan has made it very clear, and he has even released his words, if anyone thinks it is too dangerous, they can withdraw from the Zheng family in Luming Town now.

Although the manpower of these escort teams is not so complete now because of Zheng Gongxuan's words, in terms of combat effectiveness, it has indeed increased a lot.

After all, the gathering of men who are not afraid of death is itself an improvement in combat effectiveness. (To be continued.) )