"Zhou Ming, you couldn't be killed in the Nether Realm at the beginning, but today, we are settling new and old hatreds together. ”

As Han Jian spoke, a black long sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he held this black long sword, and a strong killing intent rose in his eyes.

"This so-called Heavenly Dao Sword is the garbage you left behind in the Sword Sect back then, and I will return it to you on the orders of the master. ”

As soon as his palm moved, the black Heavenly Dao Sword flew towards Zhou Ming.

As soon as Zhou Ming grabbed his right hand, he held the hilt of the Heavenly Dao Sword, and held this low-grade immortal weapon that he had been using in his previous life in his hand steadily.

Seeing this, Han Jian's eyes were cold, you must know that he made a small move just now, and poured about ninety percent of his strength into this Heavenly Dao Sword, and Zhou Ming was able to take this sword unharmed, which means that he at least has the cultivation of the Destruction Realm.

Zhou Ming was in the Nether Realm before, and he was able to fight on par with him who broke the seal, and even seriously injured himself.

It shows that his previous cultivation was no less than that of the supernatural realm, but now that he has come to the spiritual realm, he is not bound by the rules, and his cultivation is definitely much stronger than when he was in the lower realm.

Han Jian suddenly remembered that it was rumored that Zhou Ming had killed a flying immortal with the strength of the Divine Power Realm, but now it seems that what he said may be true.

"I also want to go to your Sword Sect in a few days to get back my Heavenly Dao Sword, but now you have returned it, I really want to thank you. ”

Zhou Ming's wrist turned, and the rules around his body flowed, and all of them were submerged into the Heavenly Dao Sword, erasing the hidden assassination array in it.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's get out of the sword!"

The long sword in Han Jian's hand pointed at Zhou Ming and said coldly.

Although he can't see through Zhou Ming's current cultivation strength, he is still not afraid of this person, he has many means, is he still afraid that a little reincarnated spiritual cultivator will not succeed?

"Are you sure you want me to draw my sword?"

Zhou Ming smiled dumbly, in his eyes, Han Jian is now like a child, after mastering the power of the rules, this little flying immortal, he probably doesn't even need to use the power of the rules, just with the strength of the body, he can defeat it with one move.

"Immortal Technique: One Sword Opens the Sky!"

The long sword in Han Jian's hand emitted a dazzling sword light, and he slashed forward with a sword, and a huge golden sword shadow suddenly cut through the space and stabbed in front of Zhou Ming's chest.

Zhou Ming's face was as indifferent as water, the Heavenly Dao Sword in his hand turned downward, and pulled out a black sword light, only to see that the mighty golden sword image was like a punctured balloon, scattered above the void.

How can it be?!

A look of shock flashed on Han Jian's face, Zhou Ming didn't even have mana fluctuations on his body, just with this simple sword, he actually broke his immortal technique?

How is this done?

Han Jian's heart was puzzled, the killing intent in his eyes soared, and his body turned, as if he was fused with the long sword in his hand, and swept out a heavy golden sword light, shooting towards Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming held the Heavenly Dao Sword in his hand and pulled out ten thousand black sword lights.

His right hand fits perfectly with the Heavenly Dao Sword, one, two, and three......

In the midst of ten thousand sword lights, Zhou Ming's body was like electricity, and with an incredible speed of sword strikes, he scattered the golden sword rays one after another.

These ten thousand sword lights faintly formed a black sword array, and a shocking sword intent rose into the sky, shaking the cold sword that turned into a sword back three feet.

Han Jian appeared above the void, and he looked at Zhou Ming, who was awe-inspiring with sword intent, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Tianchen had told him that Chen Ziwen was an excellent sword cultivator back then, and if it weren't for the changes in the sect, he would probably be the next big disciple.

Now seeing Zhou Ming's sword intent, Han Jian was very jealous in his heart, in the Sword Sect, he didn't want to see anyone with a talent better than himself, even if this person was a former disciple of the Sword Sect.

"Heavenly Dao Sword Formation, go!"

A black storm of sword shadows struck towards the cold sword in the distance, and this sword array was completely composed of pure sword intent, without a trace of other energy.

It was such a sword formation that was completely formed by sword intent, but it made Han Jian's expression tense. He could feel the infinite killing intent on this sword array, and under this huge sword intent, what was hidden was a supreme peerless blade.

It is worthy of being the genius of the Sword Sect back then, such a pure sword intent is really unparalleled in the world.

Han Jian's heart was boiling with battle intent, and with a pull of the golden long sword in his hand, a golden sword light was drawn in an instant, and a sword rushed into this sword array.

"Immortal Technique: Divine Sword Dawn!"

The long sword in Han Jian's hand glowed with a golden glow, swirling and flying in this terrifying black sword intent.

"Brush, brush!"

The sword light drew a brilliant golden trajectory in the darkness, and the space seemed to be cut open by the golden sword light in the hand of the cold sword, and the terrifying Heavenly Dao sword array disappeared without a trace under the peerless immortal skill of the cold sword.

Thousands of miles of sky, restore a piece of clarity.

"The sword skills are good, but the sword intent has not yet been realized. ”

Zhou Ming didn't know when he came to the top of the cold sword, and a pair of deep eyes looked condescendingly, like a god overlooking the nether ant. When!

Han Jian heard the sound from above, and suddenly raised his head to look up, and the golden long sword in his hand burst out a huge sword shadow, stabbing at Zhou Ming, who was standing above him.

"Dang!"

Zhou Ming slashed downward with a sword, directly cutting off the golden sword shadow.

Han Jian took a deep breath, the whole person stepped on the void, and the figure took up a serpentine trajectory, and a sword flew high, slashing down towards Zhou Ming fiercely!

"Boom!"

Endless sword intent erupted from Zhou Ming's body, and a black sword shadow flew straight towards the cold sword, knocking him back.

Two golden rays rose from the eyes of the cold sword, turning into two invisible attack sword shadows, shooting towards Zhou Ming's eyebrows.

Seeing this, Zhou Ming smiled slightly, raised the Heavenly Dao Sword with his right hand, and lightly crossed it.

"Buzz!"

A trembling roar sounded, and the two invisible sword shadows stopped one foot in front of the Heavenly Dao Sword in a daze.

"How can you stop my pupil technique!"

When Han Jian saw this scene, he couldn't help but exclaim.

This move is the Yin man move he is most proud of, his pupil technique is rare in the world, under a thought, even a heavenly immortal may be hit, and this Zhou Ming, just raising the long sword in his hand, is to block his own direct soul pupil attack, is this possible?

Han Jian couldn't help but suspect that this was a deliberate move by Zhou Ming in order to confuse him, his pupil technique attack was aimed at the spiritual soul, and it was not something that ordinary physical means could block.

Of course, Zhou Ming didn't make this move to confuse the cold sword, he faced the cold sword's pupil attack, and used a trace of rule power to block the two sword shadows that were completely made of spiritual power.

The pupil technique attack of the cold sword may not be able to be parried by an ordinary immortal, but a Great Dao stage powerhouse like him, who has mastered the power of rules, actually does not need to use any power of rules at all, even if these two sword shadows are submerged into his spiritual world, it is impossible to cause any damage to his soul.

Because Han Sword's soul strength is not at the same quality level as him at all.

"Why not. ”

The long sword in Zhou Ming's hand was raised, and a small sword light swept out, instantly breaking the two invisible sword shadows.

"Do you think you're the only one who knows how to do pupil arts?"

Zhou Ming looked at Han Jian's golden pupils, his eyes glowed with black and white, only to see that his pupils turned into black and white magata, and in his eyes, one by one Xuanqi characters continued to rise.

"This is, Yin Yang Xuantong!"

Han Jian looked at Zhou Ming's black and white eyes, and couldn't help but be shocked.

He has a golden mang's pupil, and his research on other pupils will naturally not be less.

Yin and Yang Xuan Pupil, the black and white jade pattern in the pupil, can see through all the falsehood and spy on the avenue of heaven and earth.

A spiritual cultivator with Yin and Yang Xuan Pupils, once he reaches the realm of immortals, he can use the Pupil Technique and use the power of the rules between heaven and earth.

Such a pair of eyes can be said to be the Venerable among all the Xuan Pupils.

When Han Jian saw Zhou Ming's Yin Yang Xuan Pupil, he subconsciously compared his Golden Mang Xuan Pupil with it, and compared with each other, there was a trace of instability in his Dao heart.

Xuan Pupil, Kendo talent, and cultivation strength, judging from Zhou Ming's performance today, he seems to be much stronger than him, a sword cultivator in the Great Gate Sect, in every aspect.

How can there be such a rebellious person in the world?

Han Jian was unwilling, the jealousy of Zhou Ming in his heart was rising, he held the golden long sword in his hand tightly, and the immortal power was constantly injected into it, bringing up the golden sword gang.

The sword in his hand is no longer the Bright Yang Sword before, and the former Bright Yang Sword is now lying in his storage ring. This long sword, which is also glowing with gold, is a medium-grade immortal weapon, and its name is Dawn.

The spirit of the cold sword was completely immersed in his Dawn Breaking Immortal Sword at this moment, he wanted to make a decision with Zhou Ming, not for the Sword Sect, but for himself!

One sword, one sword!

If not, then retreat!

Han Jian had already calculated clearly in his heart, this last sword was slashed, if Zhou Ming was not dead, it would mean that his strength had far surpassed that of the Heavenly Immortals, and in the face of such an opponent, he had no choice but to retreat.

Zhou Ming stood in the distance and didn't make a move, he just quietly watched Han Jian and watched him condense his sword intent.

In his previous life, as a sword cultivator, Zhou Ming knew that the Sword Sect wanted to completely dissociate himself from this Heavenly Dao Sword when he returned this Heavenly Dao Sword to himself.

As a sword cultivator, being upright and upright is the smooth path of the sword.

Zhou Ming recalled his clumsy sword-wielding appearance, and smiled, since he was also a sword cultivator, then use the sword to solve it.

"A sword, dawn!"

Han Jian finished condensing his sword intent at this time, he raised the fairy sword in his hand, and a golden sword light illuminated the entire sky, like the sun of the gods, dyeing a large piece of blue curtain into a golden color.

A piece of gold drove thousands of sword momentum, slashing towards the figure in front of him.