"Get out?"

Han Jian laughed, unmoved, but stared at Lin Xiaowu directly, his eyes were still as warm as Fang Cai. However, his attitude became much tougher, and he asked, "Would you like to marry me?"

At this time, Zhou You and Su Yanfei stood in front of Lin Xiaowu, Zhou You looked at Han Jian and said coldly: "Please go out!"

"There's something I'm interested in in you too, but it's not my target for today, get out of the way. ”

As he spoke, Han Jian was about to reach out and push Zhou You away.

Zhou You's face was cold, ready to do it at any time.

"What nonsense, you don't have to be reasonable with this kind of person!"

Su Yanfei really couldn't stand Han Jian's attitude, and as soon as his arm was raised, his palm slapped out.

"I don't know what to do!"

The breath on Han Jian's body turned, and two qi forces slammed into Zhou You and Su Yanfei in an instant, pushing them out.

"Poof!"

Zhou You and Su Yanfei spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, fell to the square, and passed out directly.

"Zhou You, Sister Yanfei!"

Lin Xiaowu ran between Zhou You and Su Yanfei to check the injuries of the two of them.

The surrounding mercenaries were extremely shocked in their hearts, and many of them could see that Zhou You and Su Yanfei were the Yuan Qi masters of the Qi Transformation Realm, but before the Han Sword touched them, the two of them were flown out. This kind of strength can only be achieved by a Yuan Qi Master in the early stage of the Divine Martial Realm, right?

Many mercenaries looked at the pale Zhao Moli at this time, Zhao Moli was also blasted out by Han Jian with the same means just now, and the person who could best understand the situation of Zhou You and Su Yanfei was probably the only one who could understand her.

Zhao Moli looked at Han Jian in disbelief, her heart was even more shocked than these mercenaries, she hadn't seen the Origin Qi Master of the Divine Martial Realm, so she naturally knew what the aura on the Origin Qi Master of the Divine Martial Realm was like. If the Yuan Qi Master of the Divine Martial Realm gave her the feeling that it was a high mountain, then the cold sword was the sky above the high mountain, boundless, and the dome could not be seen.

Zhao Moli suddenly remembered Zhou Ming again, compared to Han Jian, he was on par, but unfortunately, he was not present now.

In order to take care of Lin Xiaowu's face, Han Jian only used one-tenth of the coercion to stun Zhou You and Su Yanfei. If he had used all his coercion just now, Zhou You and Su Yanfei would probably have been killed on the spot.

Han Jian walked up to Lin Xiaowu and looked at her condescendingly, his breath soared, and a pressure fell on Lin Xiaowu's delicate shoulders.

Lin Xiaowu couldn't bear such a huge oppression, her body sank, her knees slammed on the hard square ground, and she knelt in front of Han Jian.

"If they don't, I'll kill them!"

"Don't kill them!"

"As long as you let them go, I promise you!"

......

Time comes back to the present.

Seeing Lin Xiaowu being humiliated, Zhao Moli felt very uncomfortable, she wanted to rush forward and slap the cold sword twice, but she knew that it would only be in vain for her to rush forward.

The indifferent man in front of her was too powerful, and she had only felt it in Zhou Ming.

Zhao Moli bit her lower lip tightly and looked at Lin Xiaowu in the square with a gloomy expression, feeling very uncomfortable.

Lin Xiaowu's palm had been punctured by her own fingernails, she knew that Zhou You was Zhou Ming's most important person, and Su Yanfei was Zhou Ming's best friend, she couldn't let the two of them die here. Even if the man in front of her wanted her to betray Zhou Ming.

"Hahaha, okay. ”

Han Jian smiled and said, the spirit yuan around him surged, and with a wave of his palm, Lin Xiaowu was pulled up by a force.

"Come with me!"

Han Jian glanced at Lin Xiaowu, turned around and walked towards the gate of the station.

Lin Xiaowu was covered by a long set of hair covering half of her cheeks, and no one knew what she was feeling in her heart at the moment. She glanced at Zhou You and Su Yanfei on the ground, then turned to look at Zhao Moli, and then she was about to take a step forward and keep up with Han Jian.

But at this moment, a black dot appeared in the sky outside the station, and this black dot became bigger and bigger, and the terrifying aura washed away all the clouds in the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the black shadow fell into the square and stood in front of Lin Xiaowu, and it was Zhou Ming.

Seeing Zhou Ming, Zhao Moli's suppressed heart finally relaxed.

"What happened?"

Zhou Ming saw Su Yanfei and Zhou You who fell to the ground, as well as Lin Xiaowu, who looked a little embarrassed, and his heart tightened.

"Ming ......"

Lin Xiaowu's eyes were red, and tears finally couldn't help falling.

"You are Zhou Ming?"

A voice suddenly came from behind, and Zhou Ming turned his head and wanted to use his divine sense to visit the man behind him to cultivate, but unexpectedly, his divine sense was bounced away by an invisible force.

This person's aura is extremely well hidden, Rao is that he has been turning on his divine sense just now, and he has not been able to see his depth.

Zhou Ming knew that this person was likely to be related to the current situation. After finding out that Su Yanfei and Zhou You were fine, he took a deep breath, ignored the voice behind him, but looked at Lin Xiaowu, and said gently, "Let me see, what's going on, okay?"

"Hmm. ”

Lin Xiaowu nodded lightly and raised her forehead.

Zhou Ming stretched out his right hand and touched his index finger on Lin Xiaowu's forehead, and then slowly withdrew it.

Pictures kept flashing through his mind, and in just a few seconds, Zhou Ming felt Lin Xiaowu's mood as if he was there, and knew everything that had just happened.

Han Jian looked at this scene, and a look of jealousy flashed in his eyes. Using the divine sense to search for each other's memories is usually a method used by monks against their enemies, and there is also a situation where Taoist couples trust each other very much, and will share their memories with each other without reservation, or let the other party search them.

Lin Xiaowu is the woman he has his eye on, but now that he is so close to other men, jealousy naturally rises in his heart. How could such a precious innate spirit be spoiled by others? This woman, he must get it!

"You, who hurt them?"

Zhou Ming glanced at Lin Xiaowu deeply, turned around, and looked at Han Jian expressionlessly.

Although Han Jian already knew that the young man in front of him was Zhou Ming, Zhou Ming's attitude made him a little unhappy, not to mention that he was so close to Lin Xiaowu just now.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sneer: "It's me, what, do you want to help them take revenge? Or do you want to do it to me a long time ago?"

How could Zhou Ming not see that Han Jian was provoking him, but he didn't need Han Jian's verbal stimulation at this time, because the anger in his heart had already erupted like a volcano.

Zhou Ming clenched his fists and took a step forward, the pure yang demon in his body walked all over his body uncontrollably, and the cold murderous aura continued to spread out from his body, and wisps of pure black aura surrounded Zhou Ming's side, making him as terrifying as the gods and demons in the sky.

When everyone in the square saw Zhou Ming in this state, their hands and feet trembled a little, and the murderous aura spread over, and a blood-red picture suddenly appeared in front of them, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, white bones into peaks, and a black figure slowly walked in it.

Zhou Ming walked towards the cold sword step by step, his steps seemed to be very light, but every time he fell, he stepped on the hard granite ground in the square like a spider web-like crack, and with each step, the breath on Zhou Ming's body rose by a point.

At this time, the long sword behind Han Jian shook violently, and suddenly unsheathed, flashing a golden light, floating in front of Han Jian.

"It turns out that you are the devil. ”

Han Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his right hand and grasped the golden sword.

Zhou Ming didn't speak, and when he walked a foot in front of Han Jian, the ground under his feet suddenly exploded.

"Boom!"

Countless rubble splashed, several cracks exploded in all directions, Zhou Ming's figure flashed, and a punch hit the lower abdomen of the cold sword.

The cold sword aura had been on guard against Zhou Ming all along, but he didn't expect his movements to be so fast, this punch surpassed the reaction limit of the human body, and even surpassed the detection of divine sense.

The cold sword flew backwards in its entirety, and in the blink of an eye, it flew out of the square and rushed out of the station!

Zhou Ming stepped on the void, there was a roar in the air, a circle of white qi waves exploded behind him, and the whole person was like black lightning, instantly catching up with the cold sword, and smashing down with another punch!

Han Jian's eyes sharpened, his body turned in the air, and the sharp golden sword slashed out a slender golden sword qi and slashed towards Zhou Ming's chest.

The clothes on his chest were shattered, and a touch of blood splashed, Zhou Ming did not dodge or dodge, and a punch continued to blast down, smashing into Han Jian's chest.

"Boom!"

There was a bang, and the placket of Han Jian's chest cracked, and the whole person flew backwards.

The killing intent in Han Jian's eyes was rolling, in the spirit world, he was a sword cultivator in the Divine Realm, he came to the Nether Realm this time, just because his master deduced the Mandate of Heaven, and had a premonition that there would be demons in the Nether. He took it as his mission to eliminate demons, and he came to eradicate demons.

Due to the different rules, the cold sword descending to the lower realm can only seal its own body cultivation, and then it can move freely, if its own cultivation exceeds the world where it is located too much, it will attract the attention of the Heavenly Dao.

Therefore, now the cold sword only has the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building, and Zhou Ming used the pure yang demon in his body, and his strength was comparable to that of a monk in the late stage of foundation building, and he steadily suppressed the cold sword.

Han Jian stomped on his feet and stabilized his body in mid-air. He saw that his sword only caused Zhou Ming to suffer skin injuries, and his expression couldn't help but become much more solemn.

The golden sword in his hand was a high-grade spiritual artifact named Bright Sun.

Han Jian used this Bright Yang Sword to kill many Bright Yang Sword, which was enough to divide the mountains and mountains, but it could only leave a skin wound on Zhou Ming's body? This made him feel a little incredible, Zhou Ming's blood was still bright red, indicating that he had not transformed into a fairy body, but why was the strength of his physical body so terrifying?

Han Jian couldn't figure it out, and he didn't dare to think about it again, because Zhou Ming came to him again.

"Spirit Technique: Ling Tian Fist!"

A golden seal in the body of the cold sword disappeared, and the spiritual pressure all over his body exploded, and a heaven-covering spirit fist slammed straight towards Zhou Ming!

Even if he risked being detected by the Heavenly Dao, he would kill Zhou Ming!

The fist was too fierce, the space behind Zhou Ming was shattered layer by layer, the bones of his body were completely shattered under this terrifying power, and the aura of death enveloped his heart in an instant.

"Fantasy realization!"

Zhou Ming shouted in his heart, countless silver lights flowed, and the injuries in his body dissipated.

The fist blasted away the clouds in the sky, bringing a thousand waves of qi to roll.

The smoke clouds retreated, pieces of black flew away, and the long-haired young man** upper body, with pitch-black lines, covered half of his body.